On summer snacking

I’m currently sitting on my couch eating chips and pecans out of a bowl that I’ve hidden under my throw blanket so the girls don’t see it because they will inevitably wipe me out of said snacks within the minute.  Horrible, selfish, justified.

You know how they say that teenage athletes will eat though your pantry and fridge in minutes? Well, my toddlers will too.  Growth spurts, gotta love them.  Except my kids are currently obsessed with waffles and marshmallow cereal.  I can make the most delicious spaghetti (their favorite food) and lately they’ll pass it up for some good old fashioned cereal.  I’ve been giving in because usually, they eat pretty healthy.  Also, because it’s summer and rules don’t count in summer.  Especially when we all go back to reality in less than a month. *insert crying emoji here*

I wish I had Oreo cookies at home.

I’ve had some pretty awesome thoughts about some things I want to implement next year year, but have refused to think too much about them so they’ve just been jotted down.  I refuse to acknowledge that this is almost over.  I know I need to start waking up earlier so it won’t be a total shock on my body, but I’ll get to that eventually.  I also need to find some cute, comfortable, affordable heels to teach in, so that’s on the list.

Ah, lists.  I have so enjoyed living without them (not really, but I have enjoyed not needing to follow them to a T).

Anyway, back to eating my feelings snacking and avoiding what’s right around the corner. Enjoy your summer, people!




Friday thoughts & OOTW

Teenagers are exhausting,

Kids can be unappreciative little assholes sometimes.

Coming home to a clean house does wonders for an anxious mind.

I will be rewarding myself with a new something or other when I reach Day 15 of this training.

Squats suck, but muscle memory is awesome.

My hair needs…work.

I was feeling so cute last weekend, too.  Then Monday came about and my hair decided to just turn into an oily, shapeless mess.  Back to wishing it was short and black.

Tomorrow is Day 6 of my training.  I’m supposed to run 4 miles.  That makes me chuckle a little every time I think about it.  I’m actually looking forward to it.

Caleb has a game out of town tomorrow.  Regionals.  Hoping to make it to state.

Monika’s boyfriend just asked me if I blogged about him when he started dating her.  “Did you write “Some idiot is dating my daughter now’?” Inexplicably so, no, I did not blog about him.

Which then got me to thinking that I don’t blog like I used to anymore.  I mean, your daughter dating is something I thought I would blog about, no?  I hate the word blog.  Post? Entry? Journal?  Bueller?

Anyway, my brain is fried so I’m out.


Monday was gross.  I need to lose weight.

My hair needs a trim and wearing it scrunched just doesn’t work anymore. I love the outfit tho.

Basic teacher look.  Comfy, bright, cute.

Love my hair, but this dress doesn’t work with flats and this jacket is way too big already.


Not even the least bit caught up with Orange Is the New Black.

Feeling incredibly sick and weak.

Counting down the days until summer school is officially over.

Realizing that sleep is as vital as a healthy diet and an active lifestyle.

Pondering buying a book on toddler sleep.

Mourning my ability to write actual paragraphs rather than lists.

Worried about all the million and one things I know I’m forgetting.

Making lists.

Losing lists.

Worried about not remembering what was on the lost lists.

Concerned with my tolerance of a somewhat messy house.

Wondering if that’s an indication of something at a deeper level.

Scared and too damn tired, to be honest, to really give these things any substantial thought.

Needing downtime.  Real, disconnected, not-a-care-in-the-world downtime.

Excited for tomorrow.  And that’s enough for me right now.