You Give Love A Bad Name!

There are very few bands that I will pay $85 to see in concert. Buff.et, of course. But tonight, it's all about my 80's favorite. Seriously, age has been soooo good to him; still just as hot as he was back then. Maybe hotter.

Daugh.tery starts the night and then Bon Jovi gets on stage. And I guarantee you that tomorrow morning, my head will hurt, my ears will still be ringing, and I will have no voice. Cause all the screaming and dancing tonight will wear me out!

I am so psyched!!

The Scale

I hate the scale. I always have.

It lies. And very rarely does it tell the nice lie that you are actually lighter than you think you are. Nope, it likes to throw around 5 or 6 pounds whenever it feels like it.

But last night was weekly wei.gh in for Hubby and I. We werent very good this week at following the Poin.ts system. It's Gir.l Sc.out cookie time....how can anyone be expected to refuse a Thi.n Min.t or Sam.oa?! Seriously, people. It's cruel.

My scale liked me last night. Down 1 more pound.

So, after a month on the plan, Hubby is down 11 pounds and I am down 9.5 pounds. We have 6 weeks until a family wedding in Hous.ton so the goal is to be down 5% of our current weights before that event.

GO US! :)

The End of Days

Cross your fingers...........cause I think the end of the days is coming for me! The end of walking into the office dreading the day. The end of the days that I am constantly frustarated at the lack of focus by others around here. And the end of being hung up on mid-sentence.

The end of April can't come fast enough.

Don't celebrate yet....offer is expected later this week.

But quietly, I am already celebrating!!!

Good, Bad and Ugly

It was the best of days and the worst of days that I have seen in a loooooong time.

Which would you like first....the good or the bad? Let's go with the bad....so we can end on a positive note (my mantra for today!).

Good:

Hubby and I visited the pre-school of my dreams yesterday morning. The kids get 3 hours of "academic" time each day, homecooked meals from the professional cat.ering kitchen on site, time on one of the 2 playgrounds, and specialty classes each week. These specialty classes include gym, music, and Spanish; they get at least one each day. By the time they "graduate" from pre-school, they are writing their entire alphabet on their own! YEA!

All of that was impressive but the security system in place at the school sealed the deal for me. Each parent of enrolled kids gets a personal key code to open the only entrance door to the school. Without the code, you have to knock and wait for a school staff member to let you in and you MUST show identification if they do not immediately know you by name. Thats pretty great. Even better is that to exit through this door, you have to push the "Exit" button on top of the door frame (too high for any of the kids to reach!) or the alarm will sound through the entire building when the door is opened. That along is worth the extra $300 a month it will cost us to send Grace to this school.

I love it. I love everything about it....except the tuition. Its in line with other preschool tuitions in the area but it still hurts the wallet...a lot! We are visiting one or two more preschools this week. Enrollment at the the Best Preschool In The World is March 3 so there is a deadline to the decision for next year.

The Bad and The Ugly:

Yes, it qualifies as both.

A professional colleague of mine who outranks me (if there were "ranks" around this place) was mad at a vendor of ours. So, he called me yesterday, yelled at me (not "used a tone of voice to show frustaration", not "was short", not "acted mad" but YELLED), and then hubg up on me. In mid-sentence. I was trying to tell him that I would make a few phone calls but only got "I will make a few phone ca..." and then the dial tone.

I was furious. And I still am though I have calmed down a bit.

As a friend of mine pointed out yesterday, this behavior is not in line with the mission of my office. If you know where I work, that will make sense to you! :)

At the end of the day yesterday, I had talked to this person 6 times, each time I was yelled at; not for anything that I did but for what a vendor failed to do. It was frustarating that the vendor made this mistake but it wasnt a "show-stopper" and it did not cause massive problems at all. Except that this person felt the right to completely and utterly dis=respect me and display outrageous and unacceptable behavior.

It took everything I had to walk through those office doors today. Gotta run...I have a meeting with so called "professional" in 1 hour.

Happy Heart Day

Happy Valentine's Day.

To be honest, I am not a big fan of Valentine's Day. Maybe it's because it feels a little too "hyped" or maybe it's the feeling of "why do we only reach out to those we love on one day a year?". Whatever it is, its just not my favorite holiday.

Now, dont read too much into that. I do love that Hubby and I get to go out on a date every Feb 14. And I love the chocolates that were on my desk this morning. Who doesnt like receiving presents? Seriously, we all do. Just admit it. :)

Last night, Hubby asked me what Valentine's Day meant in our lives.

Ummm.....havent a clue. He remembered though.

Our relationship started on Feb 14, 2002 when he asked me what I was doing that night. My answer: breaking up with my boyfriend. HAHA! And I did.

The rest is history.

The past 6 years have been eventful. Dating, proposal, marriage, child, funerals, new jobs, and so much more that would take up a whole post of its own. What I have realized these past few years is that I have more love in my life than I ever imagined. Just knowing that every morning starts with a kiss from my husband and some cuddles from my daughter makes my world go round.

Add It To My Resume!

This past year, I have really focused on my involvement in the local chapter of the meeti.ng profes.sionals association I belong to. I have been a member for 5 years but only recently (in the past 2 years) have I actually become involved in the committees, etc.

Yesterday, I spent the day sitting on the edge of my desk chair. Literally...sitting on the edge. Until the phone rang.

I was selected for the Boar.d of Direc.tors!

I have no idea where I find the time to do all the associa.ation work but I love it. And I am so psyched about the Boar.d.

A Continued Struggle...Resolved, I think

“9:30 AM, Tuesday. Appointment is set. Let the boss know you are gonna be late!”

This is how the conversation started yesterday with Hubby.

We are touring a private pre-school for Grace.

And I am anxious about it. There have been several posts here about my struggle of whether or not to send her to school or to leave her at day care. Both options have benefits; both have disadvantages. And this is the first time I feel like I am going to scar my child for the rest of her life if I make the wrong decision.

If I put her in pre-school, that means she will no longer see Afg.hani every day. It means that she will have to make all new friends and get used to a completely new routine. What if she hates it? Will she make friends as great as the day care crew? Is she ready for pre-school? And bottom line, can we afford it---$300 extra a month is a lot; is it worth it?

Keeping her at Afgh.ani’s is the easy answer. We are all comfortable there. The routine is set. Several friendships have been made over time on the driveway during pick up and drop off times. All the kids get along well and have essentially grown up together. But most important, Afg.hani loves Grace and vice versa. But the past 8 months or so have been rough. I feel like the quality of certain aspects of Grace’s day have declined….our $800 a month used to get her a home-cooked lunch every day; now its Co.stco chicke.n nug.gets or fis.h stic.ks. Yea, that’s what she eats at home but I feel like with all the checks I write each month to day care, she should be getting what I have come to expect over the past 3 ½ years. Simple things like that have changed and it bugs me. Is that enough to move her to pre-school?

Hubby is fine with where Grace is. He tends to be a creature of habit. Again, it’s easy.

I always thought this would be an easy decision and even though my gut feeling is telling me what I should do, what if I am wrong? What if, in 5 years, Grace is having issues and her therapist tells me it is all because I moved her into pre-school when she was 4 years old?! Oh, it’s a whole other form of Mommy Guilt!!!

The Scale MUST Be Lying!

Okay, so I PROMISE to not post only about this Wei.ght Watch.ers adventure Hubby and I are on but seriously....why do men lose weight so fast compared to women!?

I lost 1 lb last week and 2 lb this week. All the 5AM alarm clocks and time at the gym on the ellpitical or treadmill or in kick bo.xing. I lost 3 lbs total.

Hubby has lost 7 lbs!!!! I am really proud of him but damn. I hate being behind on a competition. Its just my nature...right or wrong.

Another promise....I havent posted in ages but that will change. I have things to post about; just havent found any time to get to the web after work.

Points

Yep, that's right. Hubby and I are living our lives according to the Points Cal.culator.

Its harder than I thought it would be, actually.

I am hungry. And when I get hungry, I get irritated and cranky. I am NO fun to be around like that.

This weekend is the first real test of willpower. Sup.er Bow.l Sunday on WW!? Are we crazy? Hubby and I have been hoarding our flex points so that we can drink them during the game.

In the same category........I joined a gym yesterday. Membership starts today. Even though the weekend is packed between bridesma.id dress shopping and Sup.er Bow.l party prep, I am vowing to make it to the gym once this weekend.

I havent worked out in ages. Spurts here and there since I had Grace but no consistency. This should be interesting.