So Last Night...

...I sat on the couch watching The Biggest Loser while eating Cappuccino Fudge Blitz ice cream. The real stuff- with sugar- I almost felt bad about it. Almost. I know, I know, but I haven't really had *real* ice cream in months (OK, I had a little bit of vanilla ice cream at Tisra's birthday party). Anyway, it was really, really good. I saw my Dr. this morning as a check up to see how the medicine is doing and I'm doing pretty well, not really losing weight (I swear I hardly ever eat ice cream) but I'm not irritable or depressed, the brain fog is gone and I'm getting sick less often. Overall, it's been pretty successful as far as how I feel. But she upped my dosage to 3 times a day and said that I should really start losing weight. I want to be hopeful about that- really- but I'm just sort of burned out on the whole thing. I'm discouraged about working out because I'll get two really good weeks in before I get sick and stay sick for a month and then I have to start all over. I noticed yesterday that my hand and forearm were sore. I tried to remember what in the world I'd done- then I remembered. I cut up a sweet potato. Seriously? Am I in that bad of shape that cutting a sweet potato strains my muscles. I'm sure that I just need to start and I'll feel better. I'm not getting on the bathroom scale though. Every time I do I get frustrated so I'm not doing it. If my pants get so big that they start falling off I might, but not before then. Sorry, I didn't really mean for this to be a rant.

Speaking of sweet potatoes, I've decided that I love them in fry form. Baked fries of course. I love them best with olive oil and sea salt and that's it. We grilled pork chops for family night on Monday and I made sweet potato fries for me and roasted red potatoes for everybody else. Travis will eat them but the kids won't touch them- too bad, that's more for me! Oh, family night? We have it on Mondays and it involves us eating together, Chloe usually reads a story from her Bible and then we watch a movie or play a game. We've played Scene It, Disney edition the last several times and Chloe and I have won the last 6 games (we play as a team). I actually thought we were going to lose last time and I was happy, until we pulled it out as Travis was two spaces away from the end. But I can't let him win because he'd know and he wouldn't like it. I'm sure as the days get longer we'll take it outside to fly kites and go to the park and such.

I finished the aprons. It took less fixing than I originally thought and I'm pretty pleased with the results. The straps work pretty well and I don't think they'll slip out. They're pretty thick since the fabric is kind of a denim. They're stiff too since I starched them- it will probably help to wash them. I took pictures of the whole process but you guys that sew don't really need to know how to make a strap. I figured out how to do it by watching one of the gals at the last Girls in Stitches get together. That's usually how I figure things out. I should probably visit an art gallery soon to get some inspiration since I haven't been painting at all. Or maybe I'll just keep sewing for a while. I don't mind being a jack-of-all crafts, master of none. I doubt I'll stick with anything forever but it's all fun.

Apparently

Apparently when you're getting a new roof and they tell you that they'll call you a couple of days beforehand to let you know they're coming it doesn't mean anything. Yesterday morning- out of the blue- I hear a knock at the door. Since I was not expecting a knock at the door I was shocked to find a guy that wanted to park a ginormous dumpster in my driveway. "Why" I asked? Well, for the new roof, of course. And this morning at 7 am two guys showed up and blocked my driveway with their truck. By the time I saw it they were already tearing my roof off so I had to ask them to move so I could take Chloe to school. Wow. A phone call would have been nice but that's OK because we're getting a new roof. And that means that we're one step closer to having this house finished. Sometimes you've just gotta keep things in perspective.

I'll blog more about this later-with pictures- because I just don't want to take the time to do it right now. But I wanted to post something because it's Thursday already. Anyway, my brain thinks it's spring. Despite the frigid temperatures we've had lately my brain will not be persuaded otherwise. Maybe it coincides with my watching Martha Stewart lately. I don't usually watch the whole show (it's actually on right now and I'm not watching) but it's my only cooking show fix. As best as I can tell, Foodnetwork.com only has a limited amount of full episodes and I'm dying for some new cooking ideas. So my brain has been doing flip-flops with all of the things I'm dying to make- caramel (my body's disdain for sugar is the only reason I haven't made it yet), a pillowcase dress (I'm making myself finish two other projects first), finishing the aprons I started last week, etc. Actually, I finished the apron last night but I decided to make straps for them instead of using grossgrain ribbon. The first strap was easy-peasy and turned out just fine but my machine flipped out on the second one and I had a hard time getting it going again. Then I finished the apron but sewed the pocket for the strap too small so I'm going to have to go buy a seam ripper and do that part over. I like the strap for the apron much better than the ribbon because I think it's a little more durable and will be less likely to just slip out. All-in-all I'm enjoying sewing and when my sewing machine flips out it doesn't bother me like it used to. Now I'm off but I promise I'll have pics of a new roof and some sewing projects soon.