On the Beach
Now what? School's out... it's raining so no beach or pool for us. This is a good thing anyhow as I am not really wanting to be strutting around in a bathing suit these days unless it's hidden beneath a mumu... or is that moomoo? The kids are downstairs watching TV, playing and making a mess. That's fine, they deserve a little laziness. I'm being lazy too, lounging around on my bed with my laptop in Daddy's scrubs. We'll motivate shortly. Just don't ask me to define what shortly means.
I don't have much planned for the kids this week. I wanted to head to Newport for a couple of days but Christopher's soccer tryouts were postponed yesterday and are supposed to be tomorrow, but the weather doesn't look good for tomorrow either. I'm celebrating my Anniversary on Saturday and need to line up a sitter. And a place to eat. Which should be hard. I'm on South Beach... not the actual beach but the diet. I put myself on it this morning. About 15 minutes before the kids surprised me with a beautiful "red and white fruit salad" that had strawberries and raspberries and watermelon and apple. Ugh, I love fruit. Love it. And this gesture was incredible. I should have taken a picture for my food blog.
It was hard to explain to the kids that I was on a diet. Am on a diet. I swore I would never use, say that word in front of Rebecca. But I have to and so I explained. Mommy's fat, I told them. No, you are not, they told me back. And I explained that I am 15 pounds heavier than I was before Alexander was born. That I never lost the last 10 pounds I had gained when I was pregnant with him and then over the past couple of years a few more seemed to have mysteriously found their way on to me... my midsection, butt and thighs. The best way to explain it to them was simply that I want to be healthier. And they got me. Fruit is healthy, so why am I not eating it? I couldn't explain to a prepubescent that I want to drop 10 pounds ASAP. So I had to approach it more delicately with the hopes that I have not scarred her (scared her) for life. We'll see... I'll keep you posted!
I don't have much planned for the kids this week. I wanted to head to Newport for a couple of days but Christopher's soccer tryouts were postponed yesterday and are supposed to be tomorrow, but the weather doesn't look good for tomorrow either. I'm celebrating my Anniversary on Saturday and need to line up a sitter. And a place to eat. Which should be hard. I'm on South Beach... not the actual beach but the diet. I put myself on it this morning. About 15 minutes before the kids surprised me with a beautiful "red and white fruit salad" that had strawberries and raspberries and watermelon and apple. Ugh, I love fruit. Love it. And this gesture was incredible. I should have taken a picture for my food blog.
It was hard to explain to the kids that I was on a diet. Am on a diet. I swore I would never use, say that word in front of Rebecca. But I have to and so I explained. Mommy's fat, I told them. No, you are not, they told me back. And I explained that I am 15 pounds heavier than I was before Alexander was born. That I never lost the last 10 pounds I had gained when I was pregnant with him and then over the past couple of years a few more seemed to have mysteriously found their way on to me... my midsection, butt and thighs. The best way to explain it to them was simply that I want to be healthier. And they got me. Fruit is healthy, so why am I not eating it? I couldn't explain to a prepubescent that I want to drop 10 pounds ASAP. So I had to approach it more delicately with the hopes that I have not scarred her (scared her) for life. We'll see... I'll keep you posted!
Not 5 minutes later I smell eggs. As in cooking eggs. Wondered if Daddy was making breakfast. The kids came upstairs with a cheese omelet! Rebecca and Christopher had seen us make them so many times that they knew how! They added a little cheese (a little too much, but it was great!) and some salt and pepper, not too much and my eggs were fantastic! Was that not the most wonderful thing they could have done?
Instead of deciding which cover up to buy this summer I'll focus on those cute skirts and dresses up in my attic. I can't wait to get back into them. Oh I can't wait! I should hit my goal in a month or two and then we will be in Maine... with all the lovely outlets. Oh, I can't wait!
In the meantime I have to replaced my lost sunglasses. I am devastated. I lost them on Saturday in the grocery store. They were my favorite ones, black and Burberry. Classic, simple, chic and understated. Yes, I have others. I have plenty. But I like to have one nice pair. I should have worn another pair to the grocery store on Saturday, but I didn't. We have a comprehensive vision plan and Daddy seems to think it will cover a portion of my new glasses. Yay! So I need you all to help me decide!
Pictured directly below, my lost glasses... and below these potential replacements...
(My favorites are the Gucci, but honestly the $450 is a little more than I can do right now! The Ralph ones are the cheapest at $79 and I could get them in a few colors... but I think my personal favorites are the Pradas... pictured in tortoise though I would get black since I have tortoise and I am replacing my black glasses.)
and now I am off to gnaw on some celery!
and now I am off to gnaw on some celery!