Vday and Bday

Today is Valentine's Day! Swoon over these adorable valentine's . . . .







I asked Osh Man several times if he would be my valentine and he said no or nope always. Luckily, Ever accepted my request on the first try.

I also turned 28 today. That means I have 729 days left in my 20's. No worries friends, I still got carded tonight! Woo hoo!

This day was very nice. Simple and nice.

1. I put balloons on the babes chairs and they each got a Toy Story doll. We ate donuts with red sprinkles together. They were so excited!

2. My kiddos at work surprised me by singing happy birthday out of the blue. It was very sweet.

3. My mom brought me some cake and put my dirty dishes in the dishwasher.

4. Hubby and I went to eat junk at Buffalo Wild Wings and I had a couple really yummy cocktails.

5. We did a mini-shopping trip.

6. Hubby got me (well, us) bike seats for the kids so we can take the nuggets cycling! I am really excited about that one!

I ended the day with snuggles. I asked once more if my sugar crazed boo bear son would please be my valentine when I tucked him in. He was pretty tired, so he just shook his head no one that one. He likes to play hard to get. I'll get him next year.



Curse daycare for the box of suckers they brought home! These nuggets love suckers!

Firm Friday

Starting weight: 158

Current weight: 156.6

Lbs. lost: 1.4

Lbs. to go: 16.6

My workouts this week were:

5 mile outdoor run (in only 45 minutes, woo hoo)

A 40 minute outdoor run with core and lunges

2 30 minute cardio sessions on the elliptical and core

I definitely made my goal! I really want to add in my Jillian DVD, but I can't find that thing anywhere!

On the other hand, my eating was disgusting again. I even ate cupcakes for breakfast once. Ouch. I have a plan for next week, except Tuesday which is my birthday and also Valentine's Day. I was born early on the day of love because the Lord knew how lovable I would become and it just fit so well. Ahem. If I don't eat better next week, I am officially a loser. Hubby says I just need to stop eating my emotions. But a good cry and a box of gourmet cupcakes is honestly better than a therapy session! Not for my health, but it has the same impact. I'm going to buck up this week though you guys. I can do it, I can do it, I can do it . . . . . .

Source: sequesterednook.blogspot.com via Tonya on Pinterest

My dangler of mush has never set off the metal detector, but that dumb bobby pin I forgot about did.

Mrs. Crafty Pants

I am not a domestic goddess. No, I am not.

My house is always messy.

I think cooking sucks big ones.

I would always rather buy or pay someone else to do something if it saves me time.

I found these little numbers on Pinterest.

Source: etsy.com via Ashley on Pinterest

So freaking cute, right? Well . . . you can buy them on Etsy. They are $32.99. This seller is super creative and these are adorable, but this poor mama is on a budget that doesn't allow for $33 for just two shirts. Especially two shirts that will have food and dirt all over them and be ruined in no time by the tornado twins that destroy everything.

A friend suggested a crafting and wine night. I mostly heard the "wine" part so I said "of course!" I was planning on making shadow boxes with the twins newborn stuff. Shadow boxes are ALWAYS on sale, always. Always except Saturday. I remembered the above photo.

I bought two shirts which were 30% off 2.99, I bought half a yard of fabric that was on sale for 30% off, ribbon for the necklace portion which was 50% and I bought the adhesive paper for the fabric which was not on sale but I had a 40% off coupon.

Two adorable shirts were made very easily AND they were less than $10 before taxes. Boo yah!! It would be better if they were sewn on too, but again, not a domestic goddess so I don't have the skills. Maybe someday.

My gorgeous nuggets wearing their new shirts.

Back at the ER

We have decided that our favorite place to go is the ER, since we have been there about once a month since October. First Ever got croup that was misdiagnosed as an enlarged heart at a walk-in clinic (for the love of God!!), then we realized that Ever is allergic to tree nuts, and then it was Ocean's turn this past week.

Wednesday evening I picked him up from daycare and he was snotty, but okay. The weather was gorgeous so we went on a walk and played at the park and looked at the ducky's on the pond. We always see the ducks from the Jeep, so they were both grinning ear to ear looking at them up close and hearing them talk. Then we looked at the moon, which Ever loves to do nightly, then went home. We ate dinner and he started getting a little whiney. I took his temp and it was 101 so I gave him some meds. I went upstairs to get their stuff and came down and then was doing stuff in the kitchen. 45 minutes from the temp and meds before, he was trying to stay awake but he couldn't. His lips were totally dried out and his cheeks were flushed and cracked. I took his temp again and it was up to 104.5.

Like any great mother, I panicked.

I put his coat on and Ever's coat. I told Ever we had to hurry, hurry, hurry. I put Ocean in his car seat. He couldn't keep his eyes open and he was crying and crying. Ever came running out of the house with my cell yelling "Mommy, you phone, you phone!" I swear, that little girl knocks my socks off sometimes with how smart and observant she is. I grabbed her and the diaper bag and didn't even turn off lights or lock the door and we hauled ass to the ER, which luckily is only two minutes from our house.

I always wonder why they call the emergency room the emergency room. It should be called the "you-better-hope-you-don't-actually-have-an-emergency-or-you're-going-to-die-soon" room. After waiting awhile and watching my son slip in and out of awakeness and moaning and crying, I asked them how long it would be. She said they were busy, although I didn't see a nurse doing a damn thing. I won't repeat what I responded with, but we were called back shortly after that. Hubby was in class so I was on my own, but he arrived right as we were put in a room.

It breaks a mama's heart to see your baby get an IV, blood drawn, swabbed in the nose and throat and a bag put on his little wee wee for a urine sample. I hated it. Ever was such a good girl through the whole thing, I was very proud of her. We didn't have any answers yet and they were thinking of keeping him overnight. It was 10:30 and Ever was starting to lose it so I took her home for jammies and night night and my mom met us there.

When I left at 10:30 Ocean was still in bad shape. When I arrived at midnight, he was alert, happy and throwing graham crackers all over the room. I was so relieved. The fluids and ibuprofen made a big difference, then they put a full bag of antibiotics in his IV. He was watching Yo Gabba Gabba on the iPad so I walked over to hug, smooch, and snuggle Hubby. Ocean put down the iPad and looked at us and said "scuze me." Ha! I guess we were only supposed to be paying attention to him.

Anywho, they found some pre-mature strain of something in his blood stream and they weren't sure if it was a virus or bacteria, but they wiped it out good. We got home at 1:30 a.m. and snuggled in bed watching Madagascar 2. He slept so good and all night. We didn't get up until 8:45 the next day and then pediatrician cleared him.

I've been trying to tell the kids if they stop going to the ER we could really do some fun things. For the $150 ER co-pay we could spend the night at Great Wolf Lodge, get a year long pass to our fave place, the Children's Edutainment Center or even a year long pass to the zoo. But if they would prefer to continue going to ER to get stuck full of needles, I guess that's what we'll be doing!

Yee haw, ride the kitty!

Firm Friday

Starting weight: 158

Current weight: 157.3

Lbs lost: .7 (Gain from last week!! I gained 1.1 pounds, ouch)

Lbs to go: 17.3

I achieved my workout goal and did one 5 mile run plus 32 lunges and two other workouts consisting of a 30 minute elliptical and core.

I tanked miserably in the eating department. On Sunday I had ice cream TWICE! Once at a froyo place and then once with cake for a birthday. Monday I ate like poo. Tuesday and Wednesday I did pretty well. Yesterday I ate like crap, tons of carbs. I was home all day with a sick boo and I baked a cake and banana bread so that was dumb. The only thing I have done okay at is breakfast, switching from whatever the kids are having to green tea and Grape Nuts. Otherwise, I suck and that is probably why I gained. I bought a cleanse through a homeopathic place and I need to do it because it will make a big impact and that always helps with the sugar cravings. The downside is I will be grouchy as hell and I probably won't feel well the first few days. I am planning on the last week in February because my birthday is in a few weeks and also I have work stuff that will not time well with me being grouchy and sick.

Good news: My butt is not actually smaller by any means, but it is lifted up a touch, probably thanks to running and lunges. I am supposed to be running 7 miles this weekend, but I think I will have to 5 mile it for one more weekend.

My goals this week are to eat better (this is proving to be much harder than I thought) and do a 5 mile run and two workouts. I would really love to do one additional workout, maybe some Gillian Michaels for 30 minutes, but we will see how it goes.

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WHAT? It's so fun to complain about how I'm fat while eating strawberry cake with extra frosting. For serious. I can't imagine a life without desserts, but I can imagine a life without my love handles.