Chinese Anyone?

I love Chinese food and I have discovered a fantastic place in Albuquerque, NM. It is called East Ocean and it's on Carlise just south of Comanche.

They have the best pot stickers I've ever had and the best egg fried rice.

I know I'm dieting but today is my brother's birthday and that's where we're going. I'm eating very little today and I'm still still counting the calories I will eat tonight. So I can have pot stickers and rice and not totally kill my diet.

Try it out people, you will love it!

Incentive for Husband to Diet

I told Riley last night that if he diets with me and we reach our goals then we will get a trike to travel along the pacific coast highway, or travel anywhere for that matter.

Well I found out this morning I married a Liar and Cheater...I love you baby!

Liar: He told me he ate the lunch I made him
Cheater: He had steak, pizza, and two McDonald's ice cream cones instead.

So I thought the trike was a pretty good incentive but apparently not. Does anyone have any suggestions on how I can get Riley to diet with me?

New Mac, New Diet, New Me

My Macbook is AWESOME! I love it so much. Granted I haven't had much time to play with it because well I have a kid and second a house that needs cleaning so it sat on the kitchen table for hours before I could play with Photobooth, which by the way is so fun! Garageband is also a fun app, I can record myself singing!

SparkPeople is so great! I've started using this website to help me with my lofty diet goals. They let you track your food and record your daily fitness. They also let you create your own personal page. So if you're looking to lose some weight and you want a motivational community to help, this is the site to visit.

New Me:
New Laptop - helps me get organized and start my freelance writing
New Diet website - I've already lost 5.6 pounds!

I'm Back!

Well I've been sick and I'm still sick but I need to get back to work and blogging.

More to come this evening!

Haiku Tuesday

For Riley:

My baby daddy
Souls intertwined forever
Love you my Riley

For Maria:

My happy baby
You're the reason God made me
I dream of your face

For Morgan:

My female soul mate
Green bean's Oregon Auntie
You're too far away

Mario Kart & Sleep

I'm addicted to Mario Kart and I'm not getting enough sleep because of it. Can you believe I'm trading sleep for video game victories. My victories these days should be getting Maria to sleep at a decent hour and getting myself into bed at a decent hour but no I must be a sadist. I wake up at 4am and I'm at work by 6am but most mornings I don't even know how I got there. I have a problem and I need an intervention and so does my husband, but he won't admit it. Help someone, please break down the door and take away our mini steering wheels. Not only do I have highway hypnosis in the real world but I have it in the video game world.

Continuation

It's not as bad as it sounds. We were taking the baby for a walk and as we got to the park Riley saw a stop sign on the ground (blown off by the wind) and said "ooh I would love to have that in my man cave" so being the wonderful wife I am I said "hurry home with the baby." Riley looked at me like "back off men, she's mine," and so I began to run home with the stop sign in hand. As I was running home with this huge red sign, bigger than I, I heard someone say "HEY!" I looked back and didn't see anyone so I just kept running, then I heard "HEY!" again and I still ran. The neighbor kids saw this all take place and I told them don't tell anyone you saw me do this and they shook their heads in agreement, happy that an adult had entrusted them with such a secret. Wow I'm terrible, I just made 10 year olds accomplices to my crime, with my 2 month old in tow...it's really not that bad...please believe me. Anyway back to the voice, was it my conscience telling me you're doing a bad thing (if it is my conscience it comes in the form of a very stern male voice) or did someone actually see me? I guess we'll find out when the popo comes a knockin! The theme song to COPS is running through my head.

Well it's a short blog but filled with suspense.

The baby is asleep which means I need to hit the sack too.

Buenos Noches!

Blogging at work

I can't blog from work anymore...mass email sent out stating they're monitoring us. So you'll get a more in depth blog tonight but just to give you a teaser...I stole a stop sign!!

Ten Year Class Reunion = Diet Time

I'm driving into work today and I started thinking about my friend Christen who is going to have her ten year reunion this year and I wondered how she felt about it and how she's preparing for it and then I realized HOLY CRAP, my ten year reunion is next year and I so need to start preparing.

Preparation comes in the form of a diet. I need to drop like 75 pounds pronto (really I would like to drop more than that but lets be realistic). Seriously people I'm not stepping foot into the Rio Grande gymnasium with the twinkly Christmas lights and the standard red punch looking the way I do (watch gross point blank and you'll see what I'm talking about, this is how I picture every class reunion). I need an overhaul and the first place to start is by dropping the poundage.

What I really need to work on is my belly. Now I never had a flat belly by any means but I didn't have this front butt before I had Maria. And you're saying "what's a front butt, I've never seen or heard of a front butt." And I'm saying "shut up twiggy, the hell you don't know what a front butt is, it's the thing you snicker at because you're so itsy bitsy, my front butt will knock you over, it alone weighs more than you do." Okay wow I may need to work on my anger towards the thinians (group of thin people). Or I could just say skinny bitches but that's too cliche, in fact it's funny how when you think of someone skinny you automatically think bitch. Seriously say skinny and you can't help but say bitch. Go ahead try it out, I'll wait....I told you!

Okay so what's my plan, how am I going to lose weight? I could do Weight Watchers, I lost 35 pounds on that before my wedding, or I could do the biggest loser, I lost like 13 pounds in one week on that one, but the funny thing is I never stuck with either of them, hence the reason I'm 150 pounds too heavy. So what is a heavy girl with front butt itis and skinny bitch envy to do?

Really I'm taking suggestions, I need solutions people and if there is a dietitian or a trainer out there that needs a charity case I'm your girl!

Have a wonderful Fat Friday!

3am Feeding and Laundry...it's sick

Buenos Tardes Readers!

I'm practicing my spanish because me mi mama and I are going to start taking a spanish class together. My mom by no means needs the class because she's really good at conversational spanish and she can read it really well. She's doing it more for me because I want to be able to teach Maria spanish and it's my way of getting in touch with my heritage.

Anyway I slept really well last night and that's a feat. I owe a lot of it to Riley. I told him I was exhausted and he said go to bed I'll take care of the baby. I was in bed at 9:30 and slept, uninterrupted until 3:00am. That's when Maria woke up needing a diaper change and a bottle. I changed her and started feeding her and then Riley took over while I moved the whites to the dryer and made a pot of coffee. That's right people of I was up at 3am and I was doing laundry and making coffee, how crazy am I! But I feel great. I feel like I got a lot done, I feel like one those super moms who can do everything. Now I just need to clean my house and if any of my readers know me personally you know I don't keep the house as well kept as I should. But the point is I did laundry, I hate laundry, and I even got up to do it at 3am...that's just nuts.

After all that was done I went back to bed and slept till 4:30, that's when I get up to get ready for work. Now here's something...I blow dried my hair and it looks fabulous. I haven't used the blow dryer in a long time. It's in my bathroom, still plugged in, collecting dust and whatever else collects in the bathroom...eeewww, don't think about it, it'll gross you out. Since having the baby, it's just been go, go, go, and I never did my hair because, well I had better things to do, but today I did my hair and it did my self-esteem some good. It's amazing how something so small can change how you feel. So as you can tell I'm feeling pretty jazzed today. I'm feeling refreshed and geared up to take on the day.

I'm like that woman on the suave commercial with the 3 kids, doing laundry, running around and all the while with fab hair!

So if a few small things can make me feel energized and ready to face the world what are the small things that do it for you?

Peanut Butter Jelly Time?

Have you ever seen the Family Guy episode where Peter Griffin is dressed as a banana singing "It's peanut butter jelly time, it's peanut butter jelly time, peanut butter and a baseball bat." Well if not it's hilarious and you have to see it. By the way I'm a big fan of Seth MacFarlane. (Look him up on IMDB, you'll be surprised by what he looks like, the voice doesn't fit the face.)

Well I bring this up because my husband, Riley, loves this. He'll get the tune in his head and with hands up he dances (more like wiggles) to this song. It's pointless and there's no catch, it's just funny and it makes Riley laugh. So I asked Riley, what should I name my blog and the first thing out of his mouth was Peanut Butter Jelly Time and I had to run with it.

So like my description says I'm a twenty-something, will be married for 3 years come July 26, and just gave birth to our first child. Her name is Maria Anne, she was born at 1:21am on 1/21, was 8lbs 12 oz. and was 21 inches long. I imagine there is something cosmic about the number 21 surrounding her birth but we can't figure it out so Riley and I just play 1 and 21 at the roulette table.

So as far as first posts go, this is not one for the history books. This blog is my personal vent machine, my wind tunnle of words. You'll see topics from parenting to why I love/hate Albuquerque, NM. I'm quickly leaving my twenty-somethings, as my best friend was so quick to point out, so I need to get it all out before the thirty-somethings change my perspective.