What do you do when you’re snowed in?

What do you do when the outside looks like this?

Snow Shacks

We brought this upstairs because we want her to just leave us the f**k alone keep herself occupied and have a blast

Driving

But then this happened

Wreckage

And after hitting it three times, kicking it once, and throwing her cell phone at it, we realized she may have also inherited my anger management issues, in addition to my road rage.

Please let us see spring soon!

Crafty Snow Weekend

Oh look! {More} SNOW!

Oh look! {More} SNOW!

Yep. More snow. Again. For the third weekend in a row.

Yes I’m tired of snow. I’m tired of not being able to take Beanie outside (she loathes the snow). I’m tired of looking at this! Although it is a tad pretty. Kinda.

Beanie's wishing for Spring

Beanie’s wishing for Spring

I decided to finally get around to making the wreath that was supposed to be my mama’s christmas gift but I didn’t have the time to finish it. So I got crafty on this snowy weekend.

What you’ll need:

6 different color fabric squares (Jo-Ann’s sells fabric squares in separate, handy squares and sometimes they’ll have the packs of complimentary colors)

pinking shears

foam circle

hot glue and matching gun

knitting needle or crochet hook (I use a crochet hook)

Ravens colors, of course

Ravens colors, of course

Cut the fabric into 2X2 squares. You can rough estimate it, I do.

Craft 2

Put the rough side of the fabric over the end of the crochet hook and put a drop of hot glue on the end of the fabric

Craft 3Shove it into the foam ring. Only puncture the ring enough to set the fabric into it, do not just glue the fabric to the ring! Place each fabric square close to one another

Enjoy a nice cup of tea while you work ☺

Enjoy a nice cup of tea while you work ☺

You want to make sure the fabric is on the inside, as well, but you don’t have to go nuts with the inner portion. There is no rhyme or reason to the pattern, just pick and choose as you go.

The Finished Product

The Finished Product

It’s simple, it’s nice, and you can make them for every season.

This Is Awesome

This little gadget

This little gadget

syncs to this gadget

syncs to this gadget

which tells me that I did this

which tells me that I did this

and then pats me on the back!

and then pats me on the back!

And when coupled with this gadget, I know I burned more than I ate, which is a +!

And when coupled with this gadget, I know I burned more than I ate, which is a +!

I’m only two days into using this FitBit Zip but I love it! I find that I’m having a very hard time getting to 10,000 steps which I’m finding ways of working on. I love that I can sync it to my phone and see where I’m at and I really like that it’s so small, I don’t feel burdened with it on my persons. Obviously I’m working on calories burned, as well but I’m hoping with setting these goals, it’ll make me push even harder so I reach them.

However, all this working out and tracking has caused me to put my classes and school work on the back burner and that’s not good. Especially not when work is paying for them so if I don’t pass, I have to pay. YIKES!!

Weekend of Funk

The Plague has hit the Coastie House full force and it’s miserable. So far I’ve stuck to my No-Facebook Lent Resolution very well. I don’t even really miss it anymore. Some say I’m cheating because I’m still posting pics through Instagram but I don’t care. I’m not physically logging onto FB. The No-Fast-Food resolution is going well, also, but I’ll be breaking that when we drive to MD next month. I’m already trying to figure out where we can stop so I can get a non-fried, somewhat healthy for fast food item. Ugh.

She decided to dress herself for V-Day

She decided to dress herself for V-Day

It’s been averaging 24* outside so my runs have been indoors. Beanie gets it — she’s ready to get back outside too

I think she was sending me a subliminal message

I think she was sending me a subliminal message

This kid has the life

This kid has the life

Tissues

This poor kid — she woke up Friday with a temp of 100.3* so she had to stay home from DC. We spent the day together and in all of her “I just want to do my own thing” ness, she got ahold of a box of tissues. This got really messy, really quickly.

Up at 0645 for a swim (indoors, of course)

Up at 0645 for a swim (indoors, of course)

She stole my blanket

She stole my blanket

First comes the bags, next comes the boas

First comes the bags, next comes the boas

E, thankfully, is a really good sport. She must have put that bag on his head and taken it back off at least 4 times. All I can say is 1) better him than me and 2) thank goodness it wasn’t plastic.

Swiffers can be fun

Swiffers can be fun

She wanted to help us clean. But….

I think she missed the point

I think she missed the point

In her feverish, sometimes-inconsolableness, we figured out she just wanted to lay around and chill with her BFF

BFFs

BFFs

New Gadget!

New Gadget!

I finally got my FitBit Zip. I haven’t had this an entire day yet but I’m stoked to see how it compares to my MFP. Plus, I’m liking the fact that I have a goal to meet re: steps taken. My goal is 10,000 steps. Hopefully this will get me to goal! I’m starting Week 4 of Couch-to-5K today so I’m sure that will net me some steps!

Valentine’s Day is Stupid

srsly.

srsly.

Valentine’s Day is the most ridiculous “holiday” (yes, appropriate use of air quotes) ever. Why does Hallmark have to remind you to take ONE day of the year to celebrate the person you love?

I’ve determined I need to start a business of helping men keep their women happy. Send her flowers at random. Write her little notes every so often. Not enough to make her vomit but enough to make her know that she is still wanted.

And sometimes, walk up behind her (after the kids have gone to sleep, you don’t want to scar them), throw her down, and have your way with her. Women are ok with this.

Most men are not romantic. And by “not romantic” I really mean “if water was romance, they couldn’t hit it if they fell out of boat”. I’m being completely serious, walking behind your wife while she’s cooking dinner, slapping her on the ass, and saying “is this seat taken?” is NOT romantic. I don’t care how many of your man friends you ask. And for the love of all that is Holy, please do not go the route of the cheesy pick up lines. You did not lose your number so no, you can’t have hers, she did not hurt myself when she fell from Heaven, and for God’s sake, no, her father is not a thief. He did not steal all the stars in the sky and put them in her eyes.

For me, I’d rather get a single flower on a random wednesday, nowhere close to our anniversary or my birthday.

It’s a known fact that E thinks I’m slight crazy. That’s ok. It’s always good to have your significant other slightly more afraid of you then you of them. It keeps the world peace in good working order.

Even though E isn’t the least bit romantic, there is still no one else I would rather spend this Hallmark Non-holiday with, watching bad TV, eating whatever we manage to wrastle from the fridge.

♥ Love You Bear ♥

♥ Love You Bear ♥

Photo Dump

Yesterday was fun.

We ended up getting a signal from an EPIRB (Emergency Position Indicating Radio Beacon) so the Station Folk took off. Didn’t affect me much until they figured it was coming from land.

*Scratching my head*

How the hell can you sink on land?

So me and one of the peeps from the Station took off and we got to go door to door, asking if they knew of anyone that was repairing their life rafts. Finally, it was found and we go to go back and eat lunch. But while we were out, I got to see some of Owl’s Head Harbor. I’ve been talking to E and I keep saying how I want to get out and take more pictures so this worked out perfectly!

Owl's Head Harbor

Owl’s Head Harbor

Owls Head Shore

Owls Head Shore

Fisherman's Wharf

Fisherman’s Wharf

Pulled for the Winter

Pulled for the Winter

Friends that hitched a ride

Friends that hitched a ride

 

 

No more FB App

No more FB App

 

Not that I need to have it with me 24/7 but this reduces temptation. (Let’s face it. I’m far too lazy to actually go through the internet to get onto FB LOL) It felt weird this morning because it deviated from my normal routine but I think I feel better without having read nonsense drama that made me roll my eyes. Of course now I’m getting more IG requests but I don’t mind 🙂

This snow — I’m kind of over it. The city has taken to dumping the excess (read: WAY TOO MUCH) into the water because we literally have no where to put it.

Apparently I’m not the only one that is over it. After getting out of the car, she made a beeline for her Cozy Coupe and started scooting around the basement, waving as she scooted.

Beanie's had enough. She's peacing out.

Beanie’s had enough. She’s peacing out.

Lent is Upon Us

And funny enough, I don’t have much of a clue what that means. I’m not religious. I mean, I’ve been baptized, my husband was baptized, our daughter has been baptized but we aren’t church goers. I’m more of a CEO’er: Christmas, Easter, and Other Occasions.

But I see all of these people saying what they’re giving up for Lent and I figured, if this is a time to give something up and reflect upon why I did, might as well try it. I’ve seen all sorts of “given up” things. Anything from soda to actual food. Seriously, I worked for a guy that said he was giving up food for Lent. He lived solely on oatmeal for 40 days. He lost a ton of weight and was even grumpier than when he started but he managed to make it.

For me, I’m giving up Facebook and Fast Food.

I eat entirely too much fast food. We don’t have a ton of places to eat out at but I’ve had more than enough McDonalds and KFC so my goal is to make it 40 days without fast food. This also presents the challenge of finding things to cook for dinners so here’s hoping I can find that creative streak. Or a good recipe website LOL

As far as Facebook — I get sucked into it like it’s a worm hole. I don’t post much but I find myself getting sucked into drama that doesn’t concern me and then I start judging people and I hate that. I want to support and be supported and I’m just not feeling that lately so I’m taking a step back. I want to use this time to focus more on my family and Beanie and my schoolwork. My Ethics class is going well but there will be four essay’s before the class is done and I feel like I could use the time to throw myself into that. Plus, my Math class will be starting and I suck at Math. 16 LOOOONNNNGGGG weeks of Algebra. Shoot me now.

I will still post pics to FB since that’s how some family members choose to be in contact with us and that’s fine. It’s usually pics of Beanie and I’ve starting posting them through Instagram.

I’m also going to try and read more. I have about 8 books on my Nook, waiting to be read or finished and there is another from my beloved Stuart Woods that has been pre-ordered so I’d like to knock those out, as well.

I didn’t make any resolutions when we rang in 2013 because I suck at keeping them so I figured I’d attempt to start projects and finish them or follow through with the projects that I had already started.  January was the Photo Of The Day, there is the on-going 90-day Challenge for weight loss, Couch To 5K running program, and now Lent.

Here’s hoping…

Big Girl by Danielle Steel

I finished the book I started a while ago. I couldn’t find the time to actually sit down and pay attention between Beanie, E, work, and studying for my class and tests for work. But I finally finished it.

I was infuriated by the very end.

I can’t say I relate with any part of this book other than having the classic “second child syndrome” and feeling like my sister was the favorite. There might be some truth to this seeing as I was an absolute hellion growing up. But in this case, it was the first born that was treated like shit because she was different. No, not because she was different, because she was fat. Plain and simple, because she was chunkier than the rest of her family, she had to endure teasing from her father, being ignored by her mother, having her sister become a model and marry an asshole just like her father, and, at her sister’s wedding in the end of the book, her mother says to her “don’t worry about catching the bouquet, you won’t be needing it”. This girl spent most of the book on some diet or going to the gym, stressing and obsessing about her next visit home because she knew her father would find fault with her appearance. No amount of weight loss was noticed. Instead the focus would be shifted. Nothing was ever good enough. Finally she found someone who loved her for her, for who she was and what she looked like. Someone who saw through the appearance to her soul and fell in love with her. Of course, her parents absolutely couldn’t believe that he could love someone of her size. This poor girl had no love for herself and she was just looking for love. She just wanted to be accepted for what and who she is.

Are you kidding me?

I know this is fiction. I get that it’s fake but what the hell kind of book is this? Danielle Steel is one of my most favorite writers. I fell in love with her for her romance novels because the characters in her book love so hard, it’s easy to get lost in the “smut” and it flows. Jewels is my all-time most favorite book. I have both the paper copy and e-copy and I still read it once or twice a year.

But this book? Why, Danielle? Why?

When I found out I was having a daughter, I was absolutely terrified. Growing up, I was always this skinny, nobby-kneed child that could eat anything she wanted and stay thin and tan. Then I legitimately prayed for boobs and an ass and, POOF! 10th grade hit and I got both. With vengeance. Then came the body image issues. Worrying if my boyfriend thought I was too fat. Wondering if he only wanted to be with me because I had big boobs. Worrying that the size 10 in my jeans would make people make fun of me.

These issues continued and when I left for Basic Training, I was thrilled to lose 23 lbs. I was toned and in shape. But then came the horrid shipboard food and I stopped working out and I gained weight back. A lot of weight. Then came the struggle of losing and gaining. My weight was used against me at one unit and I was put on the weight program. I fought my ass off (no pun intended) and I got down to the weight the CG thought I should be.

Then I got pregnant.

I said, Fuck it, I’m doing what I need to to grow a healthy baby. I gained 40 lbs and now I’m fighting to get the weight off.

A friend of mine presented me with this article

I work so hard, every single day, to tell my daughter how beautiful she is. To tell her that she is an amazing person and she can achieve anything she wants to. It kills me to know that she might, one day, ever question herself and think that she isn’t good enough. This is one thing dads often don’t understand. I was talking to E the other night and we were discussing this very topic. He said “we’ll just have to tell her and teach her”. I told him “think of the girls you’ve slept with. Why did you sleep with them?”

Now, this is a topic we’ve discussed before, we’re married. We know pretty much everything there is to know about one another so I was comfortable asking this question.

His reply “because I wanted to have sex” and then I asked “and why did they sleep with you?”

He didn’t quite understand that they quite possibly slept with him because they wanted to be loved.

High school aged girls, these days, often think they need to be sexual to be loved and accepted. The “sexting”, sending nude pics of themselves to boys, engaging in acts that they definitely shouldn’t be engaging in. They just want to be loved and they think this is the way to do it.

I will work my ass off to see that my daughter isn’t one of those girls.

I want my daughter to know that not only is she special to E and I, but that she deserves the world and if someone isn’t willing to give that to her without strings attached, then they aren’t good enough for her. I pray that I don’t pass my body image issues down to her and make her because conscious of how hard I work to keep the weight off. Obviously I won’t allow her to become a couch potato and eat cheetos all day long but I hope, when the time comes, I can find a happy medium and help her along the way so that she knows she is loved and she can love herself.

The {New} Weight Saga – Week 6

Total for the week: 0 lbs

Total for the 90-day Challenge: -3.3 lbs

Total for 2013: -3.3 lbs

Total miles logged to date: 32.2 miles

I’m plugging along with C25K and I have to say, I thought I was in for a gain this week. Last week’s big loss was purely due to the plague that I contracted from my asshole awesome coworkers and husband but this week, I was actually able to maintain that loss.

I’ll take it and be happy 🙂

In other news –We got SNOWED IN!

Thursday, we kept getting all these notifications of a winter storm warning. Now, living in Maine is a whole lot different than living in Maryland. Living in Maryland, people hear “SNOW” and immediately the grocery stores, Wal-Marts, Targets, and any gas station become completely void of all milk, toilet paper, and bread. People in Maine hear “SNOW” and they think “hmph, just another day in Maine.” Seriously. It snowed about 3.5′ yesterday and Friday and E still was able to go out and find a store that was not only open but had bread and milk (and Chex mix but that was a nice treat).

Friday was a volunteer day through work. Every year, the town of Camden holds the U.S. National Toboggan Championships.

I know, I didn’t know there was such a thing either.

E and I went to help out and got to go down the Toboggan chute.

I was ready and protected from the elements

I was ready and protected from the elements

Doc on the left, Me on the right, observing (aka doing nothing)

Doc on the left, Me on the right, observing (aka doing nothing)

E came to play with us

E came to play with us

 

Frozen Pond Angel

Frozen Pond Angel

We aren't quite sure how this happened and how the garage door didn't close all the way but this is what we found when we initially went out to snow blow

We aren’t quite sure how this happened and how the garage door didn’t close all the way but this is what we found when we initially went out to snow blow

 

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The snow has finally stopped

The snow has finally stopped

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We're asking for Florida for my next tour

We’re asking for Florida for my next tour

Of course, Beanie seems to think otherwise —

Beanie thinks it should be beach weather. I tend to agree with her

Beanie thinks it should be beach weather. I tend to agree with her

 

Ravens Football!

Ravens 1

What a hell of a way to retire, Way To Go, Ray!

Ravens 2

 

Action Shot - On the Move

Action Shot – On the Move

Ravens 3

I saw this meme floating around and I literally laughed out loud

Ravens 5

You know someone was going to come up with something…

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