Princess of Shoes

Yesterday we registered our children for Upward Soccer through Cottonwood Creek Baptist Church. And come to find out, evaluations were being held yesterday, too! So we ate a quick (and South-Beach approved!) dinner and scooted our little selves over to the church for the evaluation session. Trey, having played two seasons of soccer previously, was… Continue reading Princess of Shoes

Today is the eighth day…

…and counting. We survived our first carb-free week and I am so excited about the results!  We did our official weigh-ins this morning.  And though we both know our bathroom scale is wacked-out, here are the totals from there: Matt: 14 pounds Debbi: 5 pounds But wait!  There’s more!  Because we know that our bathroom… Continue reading Today is the eighth day…

Yes, as a matter of fact, I WOULD like some cheese with this whine…

Before we get to the celebration post of our first week on South Beach (and, no, it’s not as glamorous as you might think), I’m going to indulge in a bit of complaining.  I could probably rationalize and justify this as “stuff I wish someone had told me” or “this is the hard part they… Continue reading Yes, as a matter of fact, I WOULD like some cheese with this whine…

Prince of Dates

Last Saturday, during our 48 hours of freedom, we recreated one of the best dates of our married lives. For Valentine’s Day a couple of years ago, we treated ourselves to more than dinner and a movie. We hired a sitter who was capable of cooking chicken nuggets and mac-n-cheese for our kids, and left… Continue reading Prince of Dates

Living in a Seussian World…

Actual conversation between Crisana and MJ (affectionately known ’round these here parts as Nana and Nanu) when I picked them up from camp on Monday: Crisana: “Michael, do you like my doll? She’s NEW.” Michael: “Why’d you name her SUE?” Crisana: “She’s not in a SHOE!” They’re not even married yet and they have already… Continue reading Living in a Seussian World…

Too Hot to Handle

Today is our anniversary. I had every intention of writing this beautiful, poetic, and sentimental tribute to the man with whom I have shared the past 15 years.  I had snippets of the post already formed in my head and was just waiting for the day to come when I could put pen to paper… Continue reading Too Hot to Handle

Spaced Out

Okay, so I took the kids (and a friend each) to go see “Space Chimps”. There’s 90 minutes of my life (and $16.25 of my husband’s hard-earned money) that I will never get back. Oh, my kids loved it. It had lots of color, lots of physical comedy, lots of unique characters. But the humor… Continue reading Spaced Out