Saying Goodbye

I’ve had to say good-bye more times than I may have like, but everyone can say that. And no matter how many times we have to do it – even if it’s for the greater good, it still stings. And although we will never forget what we’ve given up, we owe it to ourselves to keep moving forward. What we can’t do is live our lives afraid of the next good-bye because chances are they are not going to stop. The trick is to recognize when a good-bye can be a good thing – when it’s a chance to start again

This seemed to be the theme of my Thanksgiving.

My parents and IL’s ascended upon our home in Maine, after a horrid drive up from Maryland. I think it took them about 15 hours because the East Coast had a storm from VA to ME. Gross. It was a good time though. Beanie loved having her grandparents around and, of course, they spoiled her rotten. I’m already working on undoing all of the spoiling. Least favorite parental task ever.

Thanksgiving was a good day. The women-folk cooked while the men folk entertained Beanie. I don’t have any pics of the feast because, lets face it, we all eat the same crap. We know what it looks like and, unless you’re in a food competition, it’s not really fun to look at food.

The highlight of the day, though:

A Big Win!

A Big Win!

And despite Mike Tomlin and his devilish ways, we still came out on top. I really wish our defense would figure their nonsense out. I mean, we’re one of the top rated red zone defenses yet we consistenly flub at the end. But this was a good turning point for us. We’re in contention for a Wild Card spot and here’s hoping we can keep Purple Friday going through December and into the new year!

MIL and I walked the Turkey Trot on Black Friday. It wasn’t terrible for her first 5K. I took the stroller with Beanie. Beanie wasn’t impressed but to her defense, it was wicked cold out. 57 mins to walk it. I’m proud of MIL for this accomplishment. We definitely attempted to burn off some of the cals we took in on Thanksgiving LOL

My parents and I took Beanie to see Santa being brought in via CG boat. Our Station brings Santa into Rockland Harbor to visit, every year, and this year was no different. It attracts a pretty decent crowd and the community loves us for it.

(I have movies of both but go figure, my computer is being stupid.)

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Another thing I had to say good bye too: My MFP streak.

434 days of tracking my food/caloric intake and exercise and I forgot to log in yesterday.


For 434 days, it was a way of life. I logged almost everything. But yesterday. Yesterday didn’t happen. To be completely honest, I was bummed this morning. But I’m looking at this as a new start. I’ve been slacking since I busted my ankle up before Halloween. I haven’t been working out, I’ve been slacking on the food logging, and my weight has be bouncing back and forth with the same 2 lbs. 2 lbs isn’t terrible but it’s the 2 lbs that is on the cusp of two weight classes. That’s what’s got me irritated. So I figure, fresh start, time to bring it and get these next 10 lbs off. Weigh ins for work are coming up mid/end of next month and I told myself, I won’t have to be taped this time. I want to get on the scale, show my peeps that I made the standard via weight, and move on with my life.

I also got an app that will have me working on speed work. It’ll have to be on the treadmill because we’re in our winter season. I love running outdoors but the thought of potentially running over ice has me less than thrilled. On super dry, sunny days, I’ll get a run in outdoors but for this new app (Running for Weight Loss PRO: Trainer. On special today for $3.99 which I think is a great deal considering most are $5.99 and up) I’ll be on the dreadmill.

I’m ready to face 2014 head on and move on.

NaBloPoMo – I Lost

So I kind of fell out of the whole “read a blog post every single day for the entire month of Nov”. It’s not for lack of trying, it’s just that life has gotten busier and I’ve been having a bit of writers block.

The holiday season is upon us. The parentals and the ILs will be ascending to our home on wednesday and the holiday festivities will begin.

Friday marked the official start.

Start of the Lobster Trap Tree

Start of the Lobster Trap Tree

Tree topper is in place

Tree topper is in place

The lighting will take place on Friday, after thanksgiving. That’s also when the CG brings Santa to do, via boat, and we have the boat parade of lights. It’s a shame we won’t make it home for Christmas, again this year, but last year, it was sort of nice to be able to have the holiday with just our little family.

Here’s hoping I remember to keep posting something 🙂

Happy St Patty’s Day

From a very grumpy leprechaun

From a very grumpy leprechaun

It’s been forever since I last posted. We survived Beanie’s first trip on a plane. We saw the family. We celebrated a birthday. It was a whirlwind trip to MD but we were so happy to see the folks we did.

I’ll be back sometime soon (probably after my school work is done LOL) for a recap.

PS. I’m still not on FB. Be proud of me and validate my feelings. This is huge for me 😉

Valentine’s Day is Stupid



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 ♥

The Weight Saga – Week 11 – and Other News

Total this week: 1 lb
Total Overall: 13.9 lbs

I’ll take it! I’m officially down 30 (!) pounds from the date I had a c-section with Beanie. I have 10 more to go before I reach my pre-preg weight and thenanother 7 after that for work. I’d like to lose another 30, to be completely honest. We’ll see if I can get that.

This past week has been swamped with engagements. One, in particular, was my work’s holiday party.

Most notably, my CO singing “Man, I feel Like a Woman” during karaoke. Thank god he’s a good sport bcause he wasn’t great at singing. (The videos are on YouTube :))

Beanie had a blast, walking around (everywhere) and playing with the other folks at our table.

Getting ready to put her outfit on for the party, she decided she wanted to wear my heels.She's getting too big, too fast!

Getting ready to put her outfit on for the party, she decided she wanted to wear my heels.
She’s getting too big, too fast!

Hanging out with Daddy, watching TV(Pardon the Treadmill in the backgound LOL)

Hanging out with Daddy, watching TV
(Pardon the Treadmill in the backgound LOL)

With Lenny


Funny story: Beanie has recently taken to wanting to be independent. Heck Yea, I’m all for it!

Except. She doesn’t ever want to wear pants.

She didn’t get the memo. We live in Maine, Land of Ice Chunks and 7* morning temps DURING A HEAT WAVE. I get that parents are all “pick and choose your battles”, blah blah blah.

This is a mountain I’m prepared to die on. I’m raising her, not the other way around. You won’t have CPS called me, hell no. I win. Put your damn pants on, child.

So I put that on facebook and people are all “haha, you think you’re the boss. that’s cute”. Umm no.

True Story

She will learn.

But then again, how angry can you be when you have this right in front of your face?


Christmas Is In The Air

I’ve seen some interesting things in my life but I’ve never seen a town as enthusiastic about things as Rockland is. I’ve figured out the town’s two main loves: Lobster and the Coast Guard.

The town’s love for lobster runs deep. So deep in fact that the town builds a Lobster Trap Christmas Tree. That’s right. An entire 40+ Ft Christmas Tree of lobster traps. Our station got to volunteer to help build it.

That’s me in the orange. I actually got up there and was helping to build this thing

From the inside looking up. The tree was about halfway up

Even E got in on the action. One of his rare days off and he came out to help us ♥

E, channeling his inner climber again


The Lobster is on the top and the tree is complete. (This pic was not photo-shopped. I managed to catch a precip ring at the perfect time)

E’s parentals and my parentals got to see the love of Lobster and the Coast Guard first hand when the Coast Guard (aka my station) brought Santa to Rockland, kicking off the Christmas season.


And the festivities for the weekend concluded with the lighting of the Lobster Trap Tree which marks the official start to the Christmas Season in Rockland.


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