Saturday, December 29, 2007

Catching Up

Lots has happened since my last post so let me catch you up.

On Friday, December 14th my father had emergency surgery to have his appendix removed. Thankfully it had not burst, but it was "very sick" as the doctor said. It's very strange to know that your father went to see his doctor because he hadn't been feeling very well (but had no fever and no throwing up) and then all of a sudden is being prepped for surgery. My sisters and I got to the hospital in time to see my dad before they took him to the surgical ward, and everyone was crying except for me. I think my father had been trying to be strong until Jamie and I arrived at the hospital and with all four of his daughters there, the reality of it all scared him and he broke down. Now, if you know me, you know I'm very emotional and cry commercials, during movies, if someone else is crying... so when my father broke down, my sisters started crying again but I did not. I kissed my father and told him that he was going to be okay, not to worry, that the they caught this early and he would be just fine. I think the reason I didn't cry was because I needed to be the strong one and I wanted to calm my father down. It's really weird how, when you need to be strong, you can be. I mean I didn't even shed a tear while everyone around me was falling apart. My father's surgery went as well as we could have hoped for and he spend the weekend in the hospital and came home on Monday night. When he walked out of the hospital you would have thought he had just been released from prison because the first thing he said was "ahhh...fresh air, the sun!" Aside from a nasty bout of the hiccups he recovered very nicely.

He did miss the boys in their State Flag Football championship game which was the Saturday morning after his surgery. The boys were up against a team north of Austin that had been the champions for the previous three years, were undefeated, and had only been scored on one time their entire season. These boys were very tall...ours looked tiny in comparison but we knew that if the team played their game well, they would have a fighting chance. Instead, they shocked the hell out of this team and kicked some major flag football booty! They won by two or three touchdowns and just dominated this team. Our boys were just too fast for them and they were trailing in our dust. It was amazing and it's funny how exciting a flag football game can be! We are so proud of Jakob, Ethan and Isaiah and the rest of the team and we went to the hospital after the game to show my dad their gold medals. Jakob even told my dad that they won for him! They'll be playing tackle next year and I know the boys can't wait for this, especially the twins since they tackle with their older brothers all the time. Michelle and Christy on the other hand might need something for their nerves!

See how little Ethan looks compared to these kids?

That's Jakob dancing on the sideline after the win!

Ethan #21 and Isaiah #12. The two boys on the left -- future NFL'ers....
amazing football players and they're only 7 years old!

Proud Mama's

Later that week, while Michelle was out doing some Santa work, I was at my mom's house trying to get the twins down to sleep. They told me that in order for them to fall asleep I needed to pat their backs. So instead of climbing into the bed to do this, I sat on the edge of the bed, on my left side, twisted a bit to get into patting position and patted their backs simultaneously. Of course this still didn't work so I turned their light off and left them whispering to each other. The next morning as I showered I bent over to get my shampoo and had this sharp pain at the top of my thigh...I tried again and it still hurt. As I drove to work my left butt cheek started hurting and it just got worse through out the day. I went to see my chiropractor that night who thought I probably didn't do anything tramautic, but maybe irritated a butt muscle. He wanted to stretch me but couldn't because I was wearing a skirt. He told my massage therapist to work on it, which entailed this guy digging his elbow into my hurt butt, which hurt like hell! He told me to put some heat on my butt that night (memo to self, buy a heating pad) and to get a tennis ball, lie on the floor and put the ball where it hurt the most and just lay there so the ball could penetrate the pain. I don't have a tennis ball, but the dogs have one attached to a cord they they play with so I borrowed it and I had to fight Mr. Darcy for it because of course that's the toy he wanted to play with. Putting pressure on a hurt butt muscle is the strangest kind of pain you can imagine. And the pain continued to the front of my leg, where your thigh and hip joins.

By Friday morning I couldn't sit upright because it hurt to put any pressure on my left side, which meant I couldn't drive, so I called in sick, and tagged along with my dad for his 9am doctor appointment (we have the same doc). The doc checked me to make sure there wasn't any discoloration (nope...still pale white as always) or "fever" in the area and then prescribed a muscle relaxer and 800 mg Ibuprofen for the inflamation. Off to my mom's house I went, after we grabbed breakfast, and I took the pills and knocked out. I think I slept for 4 hours and it was such a deep sleep that I didn't hear Michelle's boys when they all came home from school, and I was asleep on the front living room couch! I felt a little better when I woke and on Saturday, though groggy from the meds, I could walk and sit easily. On Sunday I decided not to take the meds to see how I would feel, and I had no pain so I haven't taken the meds since. I told the doc my broken butt needed to be fixed by New Years Eve so I could go out and wear my heels and thankfully the meds worked!

Moral of the story....if you're over 35 years old...heck, 30 even, be verrrry careful how you sit, stand, bend and could very easily pull something and a pulled butt muscle is painful! And stretch really well, that's something I never really did, even after a workout.

Speaking of working out, I tried two classes at Gold's this past week - Body Pump and Body Step. Body Pump was a great class (using a barbell and some hand weights, you strength train every muscle group in your body over a one hour period) but it kicked my ass even though I was starting out really light on the weights. It's sad to know that you once were able to use 15 pound dumbells on your triceps and now the 3 pounders kill you! I was extremely sore by the next morning and figured working out again would help to work out the soreness. Which probably would have been true had I not taken Body Step. A high intensity step class with a ton of squats and lunges...which did nothing but make me twice as sore. I walked around all day yesterday like I had a stick up my butt. I'm still sore today as I write this so I think I need to hit the treadmill and just walk and jog in spurts if I can so that I can work out this soreness.

Another update on the AI (artificial insemination) topic since Susan asked me about it - it's still something I'm considering. But I don't plan to do anything on the mommy issue until 2009, the year I turn 40. I have two trips for next year planned and I just need the year to sort out my financials, enjoy my trips, work on my photography and focus on my health and weightloss goal. Who knows what 2008 will bring me..I might not even have to consider AI if "the one for me" comes along next year.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Merry Christmas to Me!

I just enrolled in an online, 8 week, "Understanding Exposure" course thru The Perfect Picture School of Photography and I want to puke.

I am extremely excited but sick to my stomach because it was a $355 investment. My boy-best-friend and fellow photographer nut, Walter, assured me that it was a good price for an 8 week course with a professional (the instructor has published books on photography...I actually have one, now ask me if I've read it yet!) so I'm somewhat comforted.. but still. That's a lot of money. The only other time I felt sick to my stomach over a purchase was when I made a complete impulse buy while on vacation in South Padre Island. My cheap sunglasses broke and I stopped into a Sunglass Hut and fell in love with a pair of Coach bling sunglasses. $300 later I walked out wanting to throw up but felt really pretty in them, so I didn't. I take care of those babies like you wouldn't believe....they are either on my face or in its protective case...I haven't even dropped them yet and for me, that's a feat! And I have a wide face and a nose that glasses don't sit on easily so finding a pair of sunglasses that fit while looking good on me is hard, that alone helped me justify the purchase....are you convinced?

Back to the begins on January 11, 2008 and if I come out of it completely understanding how to use my camera in manual mode (which is on my Life Goals list and someday I'll post about that) then I will be a happy camper. I think I already take some pretty good pictures in automatic mode, so hopefully this will bump my skills up a notch and I can really start snapping some amazing pictures. Especially while in Hawaii in a few months.

I'm feeling a little better now...writing this post has helped me to realize that it IS an investment and not just another pair of sunglasses.

** Update -- here's a picture of me and the "can't-believe-I-paid-that-much-for-sunglasses" sunglasses. (the half face on the left is Michelle and her 14 yr old son, Michael, in the middle)

Friday, December 7, 2007

My Grown-Up Christmas List

A blogger I follow posted today with her Christmas wish list and asked her readers to do the same. I thought it was a fun idea so I'm copying her. The rules are simple: list 3-5 things you would love that you wouldn't necessarily buy for yourself, be as materialistic as you want, and no judging. Now of course we all want world peace and good health for ourselves and our loved ones so those don't count. Go on now, get creative and dream big. You never know...Santa might just be watching!

(Another rule...please post your list as a comment to this blog, no emailing's no fun unless everyone posts their list for all to see. You can sign "Anonymous" but please put your first name at the end so at least I know who you are!)

Here's my list.

1. I want to wake up on Christmas day at my goal weight, with a brand new kick ass wardrobe to go with the new bod.

2. I want my credit cards and/or mortgage to be paid off.

3. An all expense paid trip around the world with my family and closest friends.

4. I want that medical procedure where collagen or something is inserted at the ball of your feet so that I can wear heels without the pain and without having to use gel inserts that never stay put!

5. A brand new custom home with 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, 1 guest suite with adjoining bathroom, 1 office with big windows, 2 living rooms (one for me and one for own or those visiting), a huge kitchen with a large dining area lots of natural light coming in, a "guest house" in the backyard that would actually be my photography studio and hideaway for reading (would have its own mini kitchen and bathroom.), and a huge backyard with a pool and BBQ area, within walking distance to a nice park for family football and basketball games.

Ooh, I thought of one more....

6. Another medical procedure.....I'm not sure what it's called.....buttplasty? It's the one where instead of a boob job, you get a butt job. I know you're supposed to accept what you got, but I will never come to love my pancake ass!

Your turn!!

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

I've Turned Into One of "Those" People

Who put their pets in clothes and poses them in front of the Christmas Tree.

Don't they look adorable?

Friday, November 30, 2007

Enough is Enough

I have had a back-and-forth battle with my weight forever and I've had enough. So today I rejoined Weight Watchers and am part of the At Work program which is helpful because I can go during my lunch break and there are people I know in the group for support. I also joined Gold's Gym last night because my trainer is on indefinite leave and as much as I hate to exercise, I now recognize that I do feel better and sleep better when I'm exercising regularly and I just have to face the fact that I am always going to have to exercise, because when I don't I gain weight. And I hate feeling uncomfortable in my own skin.

My problem is staying on program for the long haul. I've lost and gained the same 20pounds about 3 times so it will be a day of celebration when I lose pound #21!!

I won't tell you how much I want to lose..I'll wait until I hit my goal weight so you can then say "wow, you didn't look like you had xx pounds to lose!" *hehehe* but I will share when I've hit a WW target -- first 10%, 1/2 Way There, you can cheer me on thru cyberspace.

If you watched Oprah this week, you saw a woman who lost over 500 pounds WITHOUT surgery or diet pills. If that woman could stay motivated enough to lose FIVE TONS, what the hell is my excuse?! I was very inspired by her and the others that were on the show. If you're feeling inspired and want to join me on this journey of change, let me know!!

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Is it Me?

Or does anyone else think that Mel B. got robbed of the "Dancing with the Stars" trophy?

Don't get me wrong, I like Helio. He's cute in a goofy sort of way, and a great dancer and was the best among the men. BUT...Mel B. is better technically, she's more consistent, and damn it, it's about time a woman won! From the get-go I figured it would be Mel B. and Samantha in the finals and then Samantha got wrongfully sent home. That actually shocked me into voting because up until then I never did. But I wanted to ensure that Mel B. didn't get sent home too so I started to vote every week, using the three email addresses that I have. I even contemplated creating more email accounts just so I could vote more for her!

This competition is not judged fairly. The women have to do more work than the men. I'm sorry..but leading, while it may be hard, can be fudged when your partner is a professional and she can still sort of guide you. The professional men can't hide the shortcomings of their dance partners...all they can do is give them a slow dance routine as we saw in Jane Seymour.

And will the judges PLEASE stop telling the old farts, who can't dance, but are cute when they try, that they bring personality to the dance floor? It pisses me off to no end that they will give a Wayne Newton an 8 just because he was fun to watch, and then give Jeannie Garth a 7 because technically she was off a little. WTF?

The only saving grace last night was that Marie Osmond came in third place. I would have boycotted the show had she won, and I really feared she would. Jeannie should have been in the finals, not Marie, and while I adore Marie Osmond she really irked me in the finals when she kept whining to the judges when they rightfully told her she stunk. more Max until next season. And from now on, I'm going to start voting for the best GIRL from the beginning! Who's with me?

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Cows, a Ring and a Princess

I felt many emotions on Thanksgiving -- sad, happy, excited, thankful, stuffed (it's not an emotion but I felt it), defeated and tired.

The day began with a road trip to my parents' hometown, Kenedy, which is about an hour away. We were going for the surprise proposal for my cousin Mandy, but while there we visited the gravesites of both my grandmothers, my maternal grandfather and my uncle. Michelle and the twins rode up in my car, following my folks. Christy and Rob were supposed to go but they were all sick, and Jamie stayed behind to take Marcus to work (he's working at the movie theater and of course it was open on T-Day.) The twins have only been to Kenedy a few times but they were much younger so they didn't remember it. Kenedy is a small rural town and in the past several years the economy has suffered. Old town mainstreet has a bunch of old buildings where businesses have shut down and buildings are abandoned. Ethan commented that "Kenedy is beat up", and it is. It's sad how some small towns thrive and some die away.

As we headed to the older cemetary to visit my father's mother, we passed a field of we turned the corner on the small one lane road there were a bunch of cows blocking the road just taking a leisurely little stroll. My dad was ahead of us so he got the cows to clear but Michelle was scared, thinking a cow would charge us, and the boys thought it was fascinating.

After a quick visit with my Momo Tanis (it was freezing and windy!) and putting down some new flowers we headed to the newer cemetary to visit my mom's folks and my uncle, my dad's younger brother who passed about 3 years ago.

While at my Uncle Wasso's gravesite, we waited for his family to arrive. My cousin Mandy is one of my uncle's 5 children. My uncle passed and was buried just a few days before Thanksgiving so it being the anniversary of his death, Chris wanted to propose at his gravesite so that Mandy's dad was there. Some people might think that a bit odd, but we thought it was very sweet and we all felt my uncle's presence. Mandy even said she dreamt of her dad earlier that week and told him that she was going to be engaged soon. It was such a sweet moment and I'm glad we were there to witness it. My dad has always loved my cousins like his own, and when his brother died (they were very close) I think he felt that he needed to be there for them even more. Mandy and Chris are a beautiful couple (they are both "boy/girl" twins and both lost their father's) and they will have a beautiful life together. And I get to help Mandy plan her wedding, I'm so excited! I also took some pictures for are a few...

After we said our goodbyes, we headed back home for our family's Thanksgiving feast. The food was wonderful and the Cowboys won so everyone was happy! Michelle, Jamie, Christy and I took the twins, Jakob and Ella to see "Enchanted" later that evening and it was such a cute movie! While it is more of a girly movie, the boys didn't get bored or ancy and behaved very well thru it. When Marcus got off of work, he joined us and then got to eat his Thanksgiving meal later.

Later that night we took Pictionary over to Christy and Rob's house for a round of family competition and Christy and Rob won...but only because they kept pulling the easy cards! Poor Ryan was on my team and while I am normally pretty good, I just didn't have my thinking cap on. I mean, I didn't get "earth worm" for goodness sakes! But Ryan didn't get "Family Tree" --- tree people? -- so we'll have to redeem ourselves next time. We had a lot of fun and laughed alot, even though we are serious competitors, and it was a great way to end a great day.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

My New Ride

Zoom, Zoom..

Oh wait, wrong commercial. My bad.

Last week I traded in my 2002 CR-V for the 2008 model. Of course the first thing my father said was "why didn't you tell me, I would have gone with you" and when I said "I don't need you to go with me" he said "they probably didn't give you a good price..." Gotta love him. He still thinks he needs to take care of me. Or maybe he just wants to be needed? Hmm...something I need to consider before I start rolling my eyes at his comments.

Anyway, I loved my car, it was very good to me and it was still running extremely well. Many fond memories were made in that car.....but at 5 years old and almost 99,000 miles, it was starting to rattle so it was time to bid her farewell. I love, love, love the new version, especially the color and can't wait to see where my new ride takes me!

Saturday, November 10, 2007

eHarmony Sucks

So I mentioned a while ago that I was going to give eHarmony's online "matching" service a whirl. They advertise that by answering key questions, they can match you to people who you are compatible with on a deeper level. As a matter of fact, here is what is listed on their website, key words are bolded.

Why Women Choose eHarmony:

- Meet quality singles sincere about finding a meaningful relationship

- The proven Personality Profile lets you know about yourself and your ideal partner

- Communicate safely and anonymously

- eHarmony process encourages honesty and helps you get to know someone well

- Get
matched with men that are compatible with you in important characteristics such as core values, sense of humor, and character


Here's a "match" that eHarmony sent me this week, I deleted the parts of the profile that don't matter for the purpose of this blog (his likes, dislikes, etc.) Again, key words are bolded by me.

The one thing XXX HERNANDEZ is most passionate about:

I am passionate about the mother of my child. I love her very deeply. I ask for your prayers to get us back together. I know this is odd. But, we all know the power of prayer. I also ask that you give me any female insight on how to win a women's heart back.

Some additional information XXX HERNANDEZ wanted you to know is:

I am looking for friendship. I need prayer and support. I have an
agape love for the mother of my child. PLEASE PRAY FOR US.

Seriously, you just can't make this shit up. I was livid. I paid a pretty penny for a 3 month subscription, and eHarmony hasn't sent me a perfect "match".....they keep sending me profiles for men who don't live in San Antonio when I specifically say on my profile that I don't want anyone outside of 50 miles, and then I get this. Exactly who at eHarmony fell asleep on the job and let this profile get thru? And I guess because this guy answered some of the profile questions similarly to me makes him my match? We can both like ketchup, that doesn't make you the man for me!

So I sent off a nasty note to eHarmony demanding a full refund and threatened to take this to the media if I didn't get it. I probably won't, but they don't know that and I can guarantee they don't want people to know that who they deem as your perfect match could be a man who isn't even looking for a new relationship! They already have an anti-eHarmony commercial out there...something about eHarmony denying some people as members?

Anyway...this takes the frickin cake doesn't it??

Wednesday, October 31, 2007


The book I ordered "Knock Yourself Up.." came in over the weekend. Here's how it went down at Borders....

Disclaimer...I did buy two more books, but they were on sale for $5.99 so I forgave myself!

Me: .... handing the books over to the cashier... I also have a book that is on hold for me

Cashier: Ok, what name is it under?

Me: Lisa De La Garza

Cashier: goes looking...comes back empty handed.... Did you get a call that it was here?

Me: Yes, yesterday.

Cashier: Ok, what's the title?

Me: trying to talk in the lowest voice possible without actually whispering "Knock Yourself Up"

Cashier: goes back and finds the book. I'm sorry, they filed it under Garza and I was looking for a book called "Knock Yourself Out" not..(hesitates)....that particular title."

Now, tell me. Could they have made this book cover any louder?! So much for trying to be discreet. However, the author and the women interviewed in the book are not embarrassed by their decisions, they are thrilled, so maybe that's why it's such a vibrant color.

Anyhoo, I started really reading the book last night. And as I was reading the story behind the author's journey, and a little bit about some of the women she interviewed I started crying. Is this really my life? I am lying here, reading about how the author went from insemination from her doctor, to inseminating herself, and back to the doctor and how another woman put it off for a long time because she couldn't let go of her dream of falling in love, getting married then having a baby and that is what I'm dealing with. The death of that particular dream. And I'm sad. It's not fair; this isn't how I wanted to become a mother.

So I had a Pity Party with me, myself and I. I feel better today, and will try and finish the book this weekend because it is an easy read and is pretty funny, while being completely serious and thoughtful.

Stay tuned....

Sunday, October 28, 2007


When my roommate, Grace, bought a new leather living room set, we tried to re-train the dogs not to jump up on the sofas. You might remember that Darcy would walk across the back of the old sofa and lay there like he was a cat. Well....I thought the re-training was going well until this afternoon. I was in my office posting some things for sale on Craigslist and realized that the dogs were too quiet. So I got up to check on them and found this.

Yeah. So who is training who here???

Monday, October 22, 2007

Whas up?

My friend in Austin emailed me today to make sure I was doing okay. It's been a while since my last post, and a surprising post at that, so she wasn't sure if I had gone out and adopted myself a baby! I haven't...I just haven't been at my computer long enough to do anything but download football pictures of my nephews.

So let me just catch you up a bit. As I babies have been adopted. The news may have come as a shock to many of you, but seriously I've been thinking about it for years. Lately I've just been doing a little bit of research. I learned that as of earlier this year, single women can no longer adopt from China, adoptions from Guatemala are at risk (for reasons I can understand, but it's not fair to the children and expectant adoptive parents who have contracts in the works that are now in limbo) and on top of the massive paperwork you need for an international adoption (and I'm sure it's the same for adoptions in the US), it's not cheap. And the process takes a while. So, if I want to adopt during the year that I turn 40, I'd have to start the paperwork process now. And I'm still praying about whether that's the road I want to go down or not. It would be cheaper for me to just have my own baby and wouldn't you know it, there's a new book that hit the stands called "Knock Yourself Up"...or something like that, about a single mother who did just that....knocked herself up. I ordered the book and am just waiting for it to come in. The thought of an anonymous donor still isn't attractive to me but, who knows, I might change my preconceived ideas about it once I read this book. My brother-in-law did offer his goods...or rather Christy did...considering he does have beautiful offspring, and he has a wonderful personality and character but that's just too weird. Seriously...we were joking, please don't think we would do that, we're a close family but we're not THAT close!

The twins and Jakob's flag football season is nearing the end, I think they have two games left and they are gunning for the championships. I never knew flag football had championships, and I had to explain what that meant to Ethan, but it's all quite serious. And I'm at every game with my camera trying to get some good action shots. Here are a few....
Ethan (Judson Jr. Rockets are in red, by the way) is starting defense as a safety. I sound like I know what I'm talking about right? A few weeks ago they also started putting Ethan as a starter for offense. The boy is fast if I say so myself.

Jakob started as an offensive lineman and then they switched him to defense. He seems to have more fun because now he can go after the guy with the ball and he darn near got a flag in this game. See that big kid right behind him, #44? That is who was blocking Jakob!! And the kid kept "holding" but Jakob learned to get away from him quickly! Jakob has the best "blowing in the wind hair"...too bad it will be hidden next year when he has to wear a helmet!
Ethan (white shoes), Isaiah and Jakob coming up to the line.
Jakob took one in the face but helped block so that Isaiah (who's getting the ball) could score a touchdown!
Ethan getting one of MANY flags, notice the funky number on his jersey? This was the first game and the jersey's weren't ready so they used masking tape for the numbers! By the end of the game all the numbers were in a big wad!
Ella at the 1st game, looking every part the Cheerleader but hating to be standing in the sun, she boycotted chearleading after about the second game and now happily attends as a fan and sits in the stands under an umbrella with the rest of us!
Isaiah running with perfect form for one of his many touchdowns.

And here are some recent pictures of me and my "boys". I just had my hair blown straight, it never looks this good when I do it so I wanted to capture the moment and the dogs wanted in on the action.

Friday, September 28, 2007


For a while now I've had two things on my and babies. I know, two completely different things. I am a Gemini, I multi-task and multi-think.

Anyone who knows me well knows that I love, love, love to travel. I have a list of places I must visit before I die. Greece topping the list. Just the other night I was watching a show on the Travel Channel called "Samantha Brown's Passport to Latin America" or something like that. This particular show was her trip to Machu Picchu in Peru. I sat there thinking, man she's got a great job. I'd love to be there! The next day at work my phone rang when I was away from my desk, so I grabbed it from the phone in the copy room as it was the closest phone to me. As I talked I looked up and there in front of me is a travel calendar that someone put up and I'm looking at a picture of Machu Picchu! I was talking to my friend and co-worker, Katherine, at the time and told her this had to be a sign that I needed to add Machu Picchu to my list of places to see. She agreed and said she wanted to go with me but then retracted saying she would babysit for me (because she knows about my baby desires --more on that in a sec). I told her she could go with me because I've got plenty of family to babysit and Michelle owes me some big time babysitting anyway.

Now, onto the baby thing.

Being the age that I am (38, but looking much younger!), I am constantly thinking about how I want to be a mother. I would love to meet the man God has intended for me, fall in love and have children, but I'm not sure what kind of working order my eggs are in, so if I want to birth me some babies, the man, the courtship and marriage needs to happen fairly quickly. Now, my sisters (Michelle and Christy) are obviously fertile. Jamie probably is too but she better have finished college and secured a teaching job before we find out! Our mother had Jamie at 42 years of age and three years into menopause to boot. So the chances that my eggs are just as vital are good, but what if they're not? And what if I don't want to wait for "Mr. God Sent" to find out? I'm independent enough, secure enough emotionally and mentally, financially...I might not be able to retire today but I could support a child.

If I ended up on my death bed tomorrow I would regret that I never experienced motherhood more than I would regret having missed out on marriage. So, going at it solo has been what I've been thinking about for a few years now. Lots of women do the whole sperm bank thing, but I don't think that's for me. It's too clinical and I won't even respond to anyone on Yahoo Personals who hasn't posted a picture, so I sure can't pick out a baby daddy without seeing a picture! I just can't see myself with a 5 year old whose expressions aren't mine and wonder, does your dad do that? It would drive me nuts! Getting knocked up isn't for me either. Unless I've had too much to drink and my guards are down (wink, wink.) Adoption is the only thing I can see myself doing in order to become a single mother. It's not completely in my heart just yet so I've been talking to God about it and asking for signs.

First sign....right before school started I was helping Michelle, who was stuck in traffic, and took the twins to school to drop off their school supplies and when we were walking up to the school I heard a little girl say to her mother "there are the twins, I know them". The mom looked over and said, "yes I know the twins" and quickly looked at me and realized that I wasn't Michelle but she said I had to be her sister because I looked just like her (when o' when will people stop saying that?!). We walked into the school and she reminded me that she's the "crazy woman" with 12 kids...her youngest was born when Michelle had the twins. I remembered but she now had several hispanic little kids around her and a baby in her arms (she's white). She then said, did you know I adopted five more? At this time Michelle came up and the mom began to tell her the story of how she adopted 3 siblings, then the biological mom had another baby that she also adopted, and I guess the 5th child she adopted is older and w/out siblings.

Second sign....there's a mother whose adopted son is on the boys (my youngest nephew's) flag football team. She has him, another older adopted son and an adopted baby girl (8 months). And Michelle recently learned she's about to adopt another son. And she's single. I have yet to work up the nerve to talk to her about her experience, to find out what the first steps are in the adoption process and what the fees are (I know international adoptions are expensive because of the travel involved but I would so love a little China doll!) Hopefully before the end of the season I will have a conversation with her about her family.

Third sign, I love to read other people's blogs and there's a website for families that are traveling the country and world with their families (like that family that was on Oprah -- and I was browsing thru the list of families, checking out the blogs that interested me. The two that I looked at? One husband and wife with an adopted daughter, and the other a single 41 yr old mother of two adopted daughters. And then in the time that I began typing this post, and actually posting it, I came across a blog called "Choice Moms" -- women who are choosing single motherhood by choice. This blog author has a book and a buttload of information on the issue. I did a Borders search online for her book and found another book on the same topic...I'll be ordering them both soon.

This can't all be coincidence. They are signs that I'm looking in the right direction, right???

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Book Update

I finished "Enter Sandman" in about 2.5 weeks. Not the one week goal that I planned for but it's a really good "time" for me. I started "The Other Boleyn Girl" the next day and though I'm really liking this book, and don't want to put it down, I've been so busy that I'm not even reading but one or two pages a day. And it's a big book, even in paperback form. So I'll take it to work with me and read during lunch and forego my usual lunch time nap. I have not stepped inside a bookstore since my last blog....but not for lack of wanting to, I just go too busy and my $5 off coupon expired. :-)

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Hi, My name is Lisa and I'm a Bookaholic

There. I said it. I'm a bookaholic. I love to read but more important (or more worrisome, depending on how you look at it) I LOVE TO BUY BOOKS! In preparation of the housekeeper coming today, (yes, I pay to have my house cleaned every two weeks and yes, I clean the house before they get here. Leave me alone.) I decided to put all of the books that are waiting in the wings in one place so that I can easily choose the next oneto read once I'm done with "The Other Woman", by Jane Green, which I should finish by tonight. Once I stacked them all together in one location, I was shocked (sorta) at how many books I have still to read.

Take a look. The top shelf are the books I need to read (and btw, I have two more coming from and the second shelf are books that I started and for one reason or another have not been able to really get into, thus they are on the backburner.

Now, if I were to blame someone for my habit I'd have to blame my mom. First, because I grew up watching her read her paperback romance novels and saw tons of them stacked under the bathroom sink and second because she's not here to defend herself. Seriously, from my earliest memories of my childhood I've always loved to read. I even took a sheet or blanket and made myself a little reading spot behind my dad's recliner. My own little cave complete with a chair (or was it a pillow?) and a plant that I potted in know the kind..where you bury a seed in a plastic cup and wait for it to grow? But reading is a good thing. I don't smoke and I don't drink often enough for that to take too much of my money so if I'm going to have a "vice" reading is a good one to have. Except that sometimes reading makes me sleepy so it can take me several months to get through a book. Which is why I have that huge stack of books waiting to be read. My friend Grace can zip thru a book lickety-split. I think she read the DaVinci Code in a weekend. That would have taken me a year considering how large the book was.

So my goal for the rest of this year, is to try and get thru one book in a week. And to try and not buy any more books until I read every last one that 's on my shelf. Maybe. I do have to go to Petsmart for more dog food and Borders is just a few stores down.....

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

August Movie Reviews


Disturbia - modern day remake of the Rear Window (I think) in which a teenager suspects his neighbor of being a killer. Pretty good..suspensful, it's worth a watch.

Blades of Glory - I typically don't like movies that are "stupid funny" but I liked this one. I'm glad I didn't pay to see it in the theater but it was okay to rent. I watched it with Michelle and her boys and of course they thought it was hilarious.

Wild Hogs -- instead of "chic flick" it's "rhymes-with-chic-but-starts-with-a-D flick." Hey, I think I coined a new phrase. I should patent it. Except I don't know how to do that.'s a movie about 4 middle-aged male friends who ride their bikes casually and decide to be real bikers and take a road trip. It's very cute, funny, silly at times but what do you expect with a cast of Tim Allen, John Travolta, Martin Lawrence and William H. Macy?

Pride -- which I actually saw in June or July but forgot to post about it. It's a feel good movie based on a true story about a black swim coach trying to take give the neighborhood kids something positive to do, and the obstacles he faces with not only the kids but the white swim teams. It actually pissed me off at times (I hate racism) and made me sad but it also has some sweet, tender moments. Yes, I said tender. It's a good, family friendly movie. It stars Terrence Howard (of the beautiful green eyes) and Bernie Mac, who does a great job of being serious.

Saw at the theater....

Becoming Jane -- being the Jane Austen fan that I am (okay..I'm not THAT true a fan as I've only seen the movies based on her books. But I do have "Pride and Prejudice" and the cliff notes that go with it and since I've seen her movies maybe now I'll be able to follow the language!) I had to see this. It's a movie about the famous author and the romance that was to have inspired her books. Anne Hathaway and James McAvoy (a total cutie) are really good in this movie. I liked it a lot.

The Nanny Diaries -- I heard the book was really good but I never read it and I'm glad I didn't. The reviews all said that the movie didn't do the book justice so not having read the book, I thought the movie was okay because I went in it with zero expectation. What I found amazing were the stories of the New York mothers who hire the people REALLY live like that?! I saw it with Christy and she recently took a business trip to New York (yes, I want her job too) and she said "yes, this happens." She said she and Rob saw more nannies with their "subjects" than they thought possible. Apparently in New York, having a Nanny is akin to water and's necessary to live. Scarlett Johansson did a good job, and doesn't look bad as a brunette, and her love interest, Chris Evans (of The Fantastic Four) is worth the price of admission all by himself!

Ho Hum

I know it's been a while since I've blogged. I haven't had a whole lot going on aside from work, doggy training class and going to the boys' flag football practices. At the present time I'm in my office, door shut with the dogs because Winston has an upset tummy and I don't want to walk out into the living room to find an accident. So I figure I better keep a close eye on him so I can whisk him off outside if it looks like he's about to "get into poopy position."

I haven't been feeling myself these past few weeks. I've had this sinus draining crap for about 3 weeks and constant congestion so that could be playing a role. The antibiotic my doctor gave me left me with a never-ending horrible headache for a week -- note to self, never take that crap again! And my personal trainer had her 3rd baby boy via c-section three weeks ago so I've not been exercising. At all. I sold my eliptical but I had it since March and got on it like 4 times. I just hate to excersise but I'm so happy she's going to be back in action next week and I plan to see her 3x a week and take my Zumba class 1x per week, maybe 2 if she adds more classes to her schedule. I think not exercising has something to do with the funk too.

Sooooo...what else is new? Oh. I signed up to eHarmony. I figured it couldn't hurt. The Yahoo personals have the same people so why not. So far not so good though. Note to people who want to try the online personals -- post a picture in which your entire face can be seen! This one dude took a self picture, like when you hold the camera out with one hand and snap...except the camera was raised high above his head and he took a sideways sorta view..all you really see is his forehead! And that's the only picture he took! Anyone dorky enough to submit that kind of picture is NOT the guy for me. I'll let you know if anything exciting comes from that.

That's it for now. Anything exciting happening on your end?

Monday, August 6, 2007

South Padre Island

I finally got Michelle's boys to the beach! We have talked about taking them for a while now and planned a trip for July that we ended up cancelling. But then Jamie told me she was taking some vacation days in August so I thought she and I could at least head to the beach, and when I found a beachfront condo with a great discounted price that slept 8, I told Michelle I wanted to take her boys, with or without her. If you know Michelle, you know she doesn't even like the twins to be gone overnight before she starts missing them so when she said she couldn't get the days off (I was leaving on a Thursday, returning Sunday) and she didn't want me to take the twins "in case something happens" I thought it was going to turn into Lisa/Michelle Fight Number 1,000 because I was not going to go all the way to South Padre Island without those twins! Michelle was able to get the time off, but sadly we had to leave behind Marcus. He just started working at Wendy's (which coincidentally enough was the first job Michelle and I had when we returned to the states after graduation) and couldn't get 4 days off, so he stayed with the old folks. Welcome to the real world my dear!

So off we went last Thursday when Michelle got off of work early. When we got to Port Isabel I needed to gas up the SUV we rented and immediately you could smell the salt water air and could feel the humidity, unlike I've ever felt it before. We excitedly stopped to pick up our Dolphin/Sunset/Fireworks sail tickets and headed for our condo. We stayed at the Inverness on the 8th floor and while it wasn't as big as I hoped, it was perfect with a full kitchen and two bathrooms and a big ass balcony overlooking the ocean. We walked down to the beach to let the boys get their feet wet because, well..we had no choice, the boys were dying to see the beach. We saw people with flashlights looking for sand crabs and we made a mental note to buy some for the boys because they wanted to look for crabs too (they are quite small, not what I was expecting.) We spent some time looking at the moon from the balcony and tried to take pictures but the lens kept fogging up because of the humidity and this is what I got. Ryam and Michael thought the pictures were cool, even with the red "aura" around them... and that itty bitty white spot, that would be the moon, though in real life it was pretty big.

After a good night's rest, I woke around 8am thinking someone fell asleep with the kitchen light on, but was the sunlight streaming into the condo thru the closed shades. When I opened the shades I couldn't see, it was that bright.

We got the kids up, fed them a quick breakfast and we got ready to head to the beach. Needing to get to the grocery store to buy food for the weekend, the plan was to take all our beach gear to the beach, rent the umbrellas and chairs and leave the older boys and Jamie behind while we shopped. By the time we got down to the beach, I was sweating profusely, I mean it was just dripping down my face. It was as gross as it sounds and I was highly depressed thinking that was the way I was going to look all frickin weekend. But luckily, when we got back from shopping and made our way to the beach and I was able to get in the water...the sweating stopped. I guess the humidity isn't as bad on the water or something..whatever it was, it worked and I was grateful. The boys were having the time of their lives and Michelle wanted Christy and Rob and their kids to join us instead of going to Port A so she called Christy from the beach and told her how beautiful it was and how much fun the boys were having and that we had room in the condo if they wanted to drive out that night and spend the rest of the weekend with us. Luckily Rob agreed..or Christy moped until she got her way, I'm not sure, but they arrived right before our Dolphin Watch tour was over.

Unfortunately, we didn't see many dolphins...we had seen a pod of them from the beach earlier that day, but at sunset they must have been tired of the tourists because we saw maybe 4 of them.
The boys had a blast despite the lack of dolphins...I think they enjoyed hitting the waves and getting splashed more than anything. And seeing the fireworks display from the boat, literally right under the fireworks, was really cool...and a little freaky after having 4 beers!

When we got back to the condo, Christy and her clan were on the beach so we joined them. Little miss Ella was splashing around, soaking wet and clad only in her undies. Christy said she wanted to take those off too but she told her it wasn't a nude beach! We had a hard time getting the kids down to bed that night, they were so excited to be together, but finally we did and we hit the beach again the next day.

We bought boogie boards for the twins and a skimming board, or something like that, for Michael and's like surfing, but it's a shorter board, thinner and you "skim" on the water near the beach. It's kind of cool and the boys took a beating for a while but they finally got the hang of it. Isaiah took to the boogie board quickly, out there looking like a pro. Ethan and Jakob did well too but not liking the taste of the salt water, they were a little more hesitant of the waves knocking them down and under so they weren't as adventurous, though Jakob totally looks the part of surfer dude. And I have to give Ryan and Michael big props (am I saying that right?) for trying raw oysters. I don't know what possessed them, but I'm glad to see they are not afraid of trying new things.

Two shades darker, and three of us (Christy, Rob and Michelle) sunburned, we were thoroughly exhausted but happy we made the effort for one last hurrah before school starts. We've decided that we need to go to South Padre every year as a family, though we might try staying at the Sheraton next year so we can have the hotel experience of room service and more importantly, maid service!!!