New clothes

I have lost a lot of weight.  That’s a good thing.  Not having enough clothes that fit… not so good.  This is more than a “budget” issue.  I am allergic to many things.  So finding clothing can be a bit tricky.  Not impossible, but tricky.  Since I haven’t landed at a stable weight yet, I don’t want to spend too much getting clothes that may not fit me later.

I have achieved my weight loss goal.  And now I’m just continuing healthy habits and seeing where I land.  So at the moment, I am continuing to loose.

Anyway…  I got a new tank top awhile back and hadn’t tried it on yet.  This evening I tried it on.  It went something like this:

Me: “What do you think?’

Hubby: “WOW!  It’s … it’s… great!”

Me (shocked because he’s not usually that enthusiastic about clothing): “Really?  You like it?”

Hubby: “I LOVE it.  It’s great.  ………..(pause)….. Just so long as you never wear it out of the house.”


LOL  I guess that means he really liked it.  Ha!



New Facebook “Places” Feature

If you haven’t heard the buzz about the new Facebook “Places” feature, you likely will be soon.  And it is already active on Facebook profiles, as of this week.

If you’re like me and find the whole idea non-useful in your life and a tad creepy…. Lifehacker has an easy step by step blog post on how to turn off as much of it as you can, or tailor it to your individual preference.

Here’s a link if you’re interested:   How to Disable Facebook Places

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Things Kids Say

If you’ve been reading here for very long, you know that I often share some of the odd ball things that my kids say. Usually when they come up with random things, I find them amusing.  But sometimes…. not so much.

One of those “sometimes” occurred this week while I was at the optometrist with my six-year-old daughter. While we were looking over the choices of frames for her new glasses, some typical (and not so typical) conversation occurred. It started off with the typical, how old is she, where does she go to school, etc.  Which led to our answer that we home school.  No biggie.  My daughter was apparently in a chatty mood and she was enjoying speaking to the other people in the room. But not 10 minutes after telling the woman assisting us that she was homeschooled, she says, “I don’t know my alphabet.”

WHAT?!?!?!  Where did that come from? She knows her alphabet.  She’s known her alphabet for years!

I still don’t know why she said that.  It was so bizarre. It’s not like her to lie, so I’m not sure what she was thinking that made her say that.

So I replied, “What?  Yes you do know your alphabet.”  And she said, “No I don’t.”  Again I am totally baffled. Where is this coming from? And the nice lady is sitting there very politely but I can’t help but wonder if she is thinking all sorts of nasty things about homeschoolers and wondering if my 6-year-old actually doesn’t know her ABCs.

So I say to my daughter, “If you don’t know your alphabet, then how did you just read that chart of letters up there with no mistakes?”

She replies, “That doesn’t count.”

I say, “Why not?”

She says in her most formal voice, “Because it does not have all of the letters of the alphabet.  For instance, where is Z?  ….. There is no Z on that chart.”

I looked at the chart, and sure enough, No Z.

I say to her, “If you don’t know your alphabet then how did you know there was a Z missing?”

She pauses.

Then she replies, “Well, I suppose you have a point.”


Ask Me Anything

So awhile back I posted an invite to ask me anything, and I thought today I’d get around to answering one of the questions I received.  So here it goes….

Dorky Deb,

What is one of the things you find most challenging about being a parent?

I think there are many things that I find challenging (yet worthwhile) as a parent.  I think being a mother is the hardest job I have ever had, yet by far the most rewarding.  But this one thing in particular was really on my mind yesterday, so I will mention it.  One of the things that I find most challenging is the feeling of always being behind.  There is only so much time in a day, and for me only so much ability to do things, and if I spend a chunk of time doing one thing it feels like 5 other things get behind.  You have to really prioritize because for every one thing you choose to do, you are basically choosing to not do five others.  I think that is the experience of many mothers, not just those with health issues.  But one of the things that I really enjoyed before children and before my accident was the feeling of a long hard days work (at my job and around my home) and being “done” for the day.

I never really feel “done” for the day anymore.  And that’s mostly my fault for perceiving it that way, I suppose.  I am in many ways the stereotypical type A personality and when that personality is in a body that does less than what they want it to do, it’s pretty easy to end up frustrated.  But I do find great satisfaction in “good” days health wise, and whatever I can get accomplished.

For example yesterday I had some energy so I thought I would tackle cleaning out the kid’s closets of shirts & dresses that didn’t fit anymore.  I just did this in the spring.  But there was a rather large number of shirts that just didn’t fit anymore, for both my son and my daughter.  So I tackled that tonight.  I was so satisfied during the process.  I was at the end of my rope physically by the end.  But thrilled to have it done and to make space for their new larger shirts we purchased this week. But as I was finishing that old familiar feeling of gloom set in.  The – Darn it! I am out of steam and have this, this, this, this, this and this I still want/need to do – feeling.  I hate that feeling.  It takes a very conscious effort to remind myself that I need to be thankful for the ability to have done what I have, and tackle the rest as I can.

So that’s my answer – Never feeling like I’m finished for the day.  Always wishing I had more time, more energy, and more accomplished for/with my children.

But they are worth every moment.  Every frustration.  It pales in comparison to the overwhelming love and joy they bring to my life every single day.

At this exact moment, as I type this, my 6-year-old daughter is in the bathtub happily singing “Home on the Range” at the top of her lungs.  And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.


If you’d like to share, leave me a comment and let me know one of the things you find challenging as a parent.

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