I think I Suck at Blogging

So many blogs that I read are so focused.  The writer knows what she or he is doing and posts a lot of photos.  I ramble, I rant, and I blabber a lot.  I certainly feel better afterward.  It's quite cathartic!  Maybe I need to stick closer to a formula.  OK, I don't really do that very well.  So I shall blabber a bit, ramble a bit and find a photo to post.

My primary focus these days has been weight loss because my caboose is just too big.  Seriously.  We took a family vacation to Vancouver, BC last year and when I got to the photo of me, my husband and son in front of the icicly thing from the Olympics (see how sophitisticated I am?!?), I just screeched and immediately opened up Photoshop to thinnify that beasty.  OMG!  I felt so good in that outfit and looked so awful in the photo.  I mentally kicked myself around for awhile, joined Weight Watchers and am now down 32.8 lbs. as of this morning.  Woohoo!  I'm spending a LOT of time working out these days on that horrible, horrible elliptical, but have no choice.  It's that, or another Miracle suit in Hawaii this summer and I wan't a swimsuit that isn't black or come with it's own shoe (or fanny) horn.

On the mom front, tomorrow is going to be fun.  For whatever reason the school district could come up, they have elected to close schools on Valentine's Day.   My son, the activities director for his high school German club, organized an event for which a "date" is mandatory at an ice skating rink.  Perhaps that's why there will be only four participants.  I'm not sure if the German teacher (coming sans the wifey) is one of the four.  I loved the look of horror on Kevin's face when I asked if he'd mind if I skated.  I don't want to be the stinkin' chauffeur, drive the 35 minutes there, drive home, turn around 2 hours later...I want to have fun too!   I promised to leave the, "I'm Kevin's mom!" t-shirt at home.  I didn't say anything about the light up hat.  Bahaha.  I don't really have one.  Oh wait, I do have the one from 2010 New Year's Eve!  That could really mess with those little weasels.

On the artist front, I'm working on a schedule of sewing lessons for my friend Liz and my teen buddy Jasmine.  This will be really fun.  The studio is small, but we'll crank the music, get the machine humming and have a good time.  I'm going to schedule time to get to work on a figurative piece now that I have no deadlines for one of them.  I'm also going to move ahead with my sister's idea for a swap, just the two of us, sending each other found objects and seeing what we come up with in terms of art projects.  That will get the creative juices flowing!

So here's my blog photo.  Kevin wants a dog, so I got him a dog.  It looks like it's got a trach tube, but it doesn't bark or leave little doggy bombs in the lawn.  I laughed all the way through the grocery store today with this in the kiddy seat section of my cart.