Breaking the curse!

The curse know as Obsessive Compulsion Disorder (OCD). For those of you that don't know OCD is a anxiety disorder in which certain rituals are a way of life intrusive fears/thoughts if things are not done in the right way.

Last week I showed up to drop my son off at school at the normal time. As the teachers were leaving for there lunch I sat waiting.. 45 minutes later I was able to walk Parker into his class. 45 yes I said FORTY FIVE minutes!! I have always struggled with time lying about the start time of certain events to allow me that half an hour to be early. Late just isn't an option. Sitting in my car watching the teachers leave so casually really brought it home to me just how serious things had become. Time to change!

I am on day 2 of change..

Lets start with yesterday. I arrived at school dropping big lumpy off at 8:45, Usually 8:30.. I then dropped little lumpy at 12:20, Usually 12:00.. I arrived at 3:10 and parked in a different space. It proved too much and the anxiety was through the roof being late and in the wrong space? it wasn't good and put in a really rotten mood the rest of the day.

Today, dropped off this morning at 8:30. (baby steps) Kindergarten drop off at 12:10 and although I parked in the same space I arrived late(er) my anxiety is still high but I lived!

I have a goal of ten minutes early in a different parking space daily by the end of the school year..

I can and will break this curse!

Made just for him!

We have been trying to get ahead on school shopping. It has proven quite eventful. right down to my sitting on the floor in the children's section of wal~mart crying my little socks off because Parker just doesn't fit into any of the clothes. Now I am sure you are thinking "shouldn't the clothes fit the child"? Not in Parker's case measuring in at a giant...

19" waist and 35" tall weighing in at 29lb when soaking wet and 5 years old.

He is a force to be reckoned with. Don't let the small stature blind you. Out of my 3 children he may measure/weigh in as the smallest but he has one huge personality! 

Having a short child with a huge personality can be so hard We started the day excited for Kindergarten and excited to go buy new clothes but both came home crying. No luck. The 2T's although fit in the length (the waist had the adjustable waistband) just had way too much fabric on the butt. They are designed with a toddler in mind that wears a diaper. Parker must have tried on 30 pairs of trousers yesterday going in and out of almost every store imaginable heading home with 0, yes I said ZERO! 

driving around town today I figured I would go and check out Bealls, It isn't a store I go into often (Not sure why) but off we went. Cody, Parker, Emmy and myself determined to find a pair of trousers that fit!

HELLO LEVI'S 514! We found 2 pairs in blue that were slim straight leg 2T!!

Parker very excitedly just kicked his shoes off right there in the children's section and pulled his little shorts down practically screaming "These fit mommy, I like these, They're gonna fit you'll see"! I was honestly just thankful he put underwear on, He isn't a fan.. 

What do you know, Those 2 pairs of levi's not only looked good but they fit Parker with room for growth (Should he of course decide to grow anymore) no extra fabric on the butt just an adjustable waistband. Had they had more I would have bought them. alas, they did not. Still 2 pair of jeans that do not have holes in them from continued use are sitting next to a very proud young man.

Yesterday was emotionally draining for all of us, Parker suffered in a way I will never fully understand. Today was definitely a blessing. My sweet boy knew that his search was over, He knew those Jeans were made just for him!

Never to suffer would mean never to have been blessed. (Edgar Allan Poe)

If you could live in a musical, Would you?

Imagine the possibilities of being able to say what you want in song and live with no regret sing your little heart out with each mood.. Wake up the next morning and hide behind the music (or the beer), it didn't mean anything it was just a song.. A great song. A classic song! Sing of love sing of joy sing of rock and roll.. Tonight my choice would indeed be rock and roll. Short skirt, short shirt a beer in one hand maybe even both, a constant musical rhythm fueling each stride. Going out dancing there would be no need to go to a night club, the streets would be full of people singing your song, sweaty but in the groove like tomorrow will always be better because for now we have today. 

I used to be a party girl, Short skirts see through shirts high heels and beer in hand.. Tonight I wish I could have a glimpse of that, Not perhaps the beer but the dancing, the volume, walking around town like it owed me something (Which I still haven't figured out why I thought that, I did) Growing up is so easy to do those days are far behind me and yet I still feel the need to get up and dance. Dance like I have never danced before Happy, Excited, Content with everything I have accomplished in life even the failures for without them I wouldn't be where I am today!

So I ask you, if you could live in a musical, Would you?

Hell Freakin YEAH!!

My song..

Pour some sugar on me-Def Leopard. 

Noradsanta.org

It's that time of year again where we get to sit in front of the fireplace, watch the snow fall whilst drinking hot chocolate loaded with marshmallows. The Christmas tree is up, the lights are on.

Out comes the laptop, Noradsanta.org. Currently, Santa is somewhere between China and Mongolia. Last year Cody was very upset that Santa arrived in the UK much sooner than he did here, I am excited to see his reaction today when at 5pm we will sit and watch him fly over Southam, Warwickshire UK.

We sit reading books regarding the nativity, Talking about the birth of Jesus Christ and how magical the day actually is. My boys ask me how did Santa get involved with Jesus' birthday... I have no clue.. I guess I need to get on google!

Not enough swear words!

I am having one of those nights that avoiding certain people is the right thing to do.. Sitting in a "Hypothetical"  corner and being stoned is not what I call a fun evening!! Being laughed at and humiliated.. One person can change your attitude so quickly and then everything goes down hill.. so with this I simply say..

Sometimes there just aren't enough swear words in the world!!

Cruise control?

Whilst taking a road trip with my children last week I once again chose to resist hitting the cruise control button and left my foot firmly between the accelerator and brake pedal.. I couldn't help but wonder, "Would a car set to cruise control know to stop if the driver perhaps fell asleep and rolled off the road?" I know morbid much.. but, Seriously, would a car know when to let the cruise control stop?

first morning done!

well, that could've gone better.. Although i haven't run  in quite some time my mile time was 9 and a half minutes... No, Not happy about that at all! I did manage 70 squats per minute and beat my record of 17 situps per minute and succeeded with 21.. woot woot, Tomorrow is an easy day, scales and body measurements...

Body Semester.

Well, here I am.. The night before I start a 4 week program with Body semester, This is nothing new to me as I have been a student here for the last 6 months, The first 3 were amazing I lost 30lb and became a amazing body age of 24! 11 years younger than my actual age! My muscle mass was fantastic everything went great.. The last 3 months were sadly not so great. My attitude stunk! Really stunk.. Things changed my son became very sick and life just simply became confusing.. I start a 5 day 4 week course tomorrow at 5am! I am excited owning up to the fact I ate like crap, that although I exercised  along with Jillian Michaels (On the days I wasn't at the studio) I didn't give it my all. I will be not only showing up but showing up with attitude! The attitude that only a British girl has, all my frustrations all my anger all of my all will be spent in that studio! 


I am proof that Body Semester works! I am also proof that you control the results! The next four weeks are going to be brutal for me so please understand when I decline lunch, I will be sticking to this plan for the long haul, not just for four weeks! 


Here's to a happy healthier me!