Really? As in FOR REAL?

Ever felt cheated by a business?  Or that they treated you dishonestly, really dishonestly?

Headed to Sun Tints for some service a bit ago.  The vehicle needed some spicing up.

Let's just say the service was seriously terrible.

They have some seriously awesome guys working there though.  Thanks for all the help Jon!

Unfortunately, we walked away feeling ripped off.

Baby Weight

Have you ever seen those belly fat commercials?

I feel like I should be on one.

The Squeeze is 4 months old, and I swear my stomach hasn't gone down.  In my mind, I still look 7 months pregnant.  (And my clothes would agree with my mind, based on the way that they fit.)

A couple weeks ago, I read THIS post from one of my favorite blogs, The Brunette Bombshell.  Meg talks about her little demon, and even named it Ned.  I am so inspired by how candidly she talks about her struggles with food and weight.  (And, by the way, she is incredibly funny and so pretty too.  Not to mention that her life in New York makes me some kind of seriously jealous at times!)  Anyway, that inspiration has turned into this post.

It is time for me to get serious.  Baby weight sucks!  Now, don't get me wrong, I wasn't the skinniest person before I got prego with the Squeeze.  But, I was seriously working on it.  I had been eating right and working out religiously.  When I got pregnant, that all stopped.  I was seriously sick.  And exhausted.  And emotional.  I ate pasta and chocolate and cereals and drank chocolate milk and juice.  Add to that my apparent allergic reaction to the pregnancy hormone (doctor's diagnosis, not mine,) and I gained more weight than is recommended.  By. A. Lot.

Now, she is 4 months old and I haven't lost any more weight than I was down 6 weeks after she was born.  Finding time to work out is hard!  I already have a guilt complex for not being here for her during the day, so when I get home from work, I don't work out.  I want to spend time with her and see all of the things that I miss during the 8 hours of work that I put myself through on a daily basis.  (But, that is a different post altogether.)  All of this guilt makes me eat even crappier.  I still eat chocolate and pizza and ice cream, etc.  It is my comfort food.  Sometimes I have to ask, "why, oh why couldn't I be one of those girls that can't eat when I am stressed or emotional instead of the kind that lays on the couch and eats everything in sight??"  I would like to pretend that I'm doing everything right and it just isn't coming off, but the truth is that I'm not.  I'm still emotional and hormonal and used to eating chocolate and candy and pasta as comfort all over again.  The truth is that breaking that habit is hard for me.  The truth is that I have been doing it still--coupled with not working out.  Not really.  Not consistently.  The truth is that when I stop--truly stop bingeing and start--truly start really working out, the weight will start (slowly) coming off.  It won't be immediate or fast, but it will start to come off.  Problem solved.  But, I'm weak.  Why can't I make myself do what I know is in my best interest?

Can we make a resolution together--even though it isn't even close to New Year's?  I resolve to be better from today on.  Care to join me?  I will get back in my fighting shape--while I am still in my prime.  I am 25.  I should be active and fun and fit and able to do everything I want to do (including fitting in my favorite pair of jeans.)  There will be beach trips in my future (unfortunately some are coming up too soon...) and I intend to look decent in my swimming suit.  I really want to be the mom that looks good and enjoys looking at pictures of herself with her little ones.  I don't want to always be hiding from the camera. So, can we form a support group please?  I'm in need of a bit of help with this one!  Is anyone with me?

Weekend in Cali

Spending Easter weekend in Cali was oh so divine.

We ate at the always fabulous BJ's.  If you head that way, you must try it.  The deep dish pizza is absolutely mouthwatering.

We were able to see the Angels play the Red Sox (and win).  It was an exciting game and was so much fun.  The tribute to Nick Adenhart was so touching.  Such a tragic story.

Easter on the beach was so much fun.  The Squeeze was able to touch the sand and ocean for the first time.  We ate at a yummy restaurant on the pier and spent time together as a family.

This weekend was a full one--we hit Knottsberry Farm, Six Flags (Magic Mountain), ate at the always fantastic In-N-Out Burger.  Their chocolate shakes are a must.  I can't wait until the announced locations are here!  The Squeeze did surprisingly well on her first plane rides.  We were pleased (and I'm pretty sure I heard audible sighs of relief from the other passengers.)

We are currently absolutely exhausted from our weekend of fun!  I barely made it to work this morning!

Off to CA We Go...

We're headed to CA for Easter weekend.

Off to ride fun rides and play!

Probably hit an Angels game--they are playing the Red Sox, after all!

So excited for the game.

It's the squeeze's first plane ride.

I hope she does well. (And I'm sure the whole plane will be praying for the same thing as soon as they see her get on!)

I have discovered that packing for a quick vacay with a baby is not a quick or easy process.

I used to be spontaneous and good at this--it will take some getting used to with a little one.

Pierre and I hate to check bags.  We're hoping to get by with just carry-ons. Definitely harder with a 4 month old baby.

Wish us luck!

Happy Easter!

Twenty-Something

I am part of the twenty-something group.

I love this group.

I love being a young mom in this group.

Problem: This should be my prime.  I don’t feel like I am in my prime.

Solution:  Get rid of Mini Cadbury Eggs and eat healthier.

Problem Solved.

Anyone have any good self control tactics?  I can’t seem to throw them out.

Conversation 1

B:  We need to re-work and combine 2 spreadsheets.  Been working on it all day—take it over kid.

YS:  You know, 'the fund' can probably manipulate the charts and provide you with just what you want.  They probably have it ready and can have it to you in 20 minutes.

B:  You’re kidding me.

YS:  Nope.  I’ll give 'the fund' a call.

B:  What have I been working on then?

YS:  That’s why you hired me.

I love my job.  Not as much as I would love being home all day with The Squeeze, however.

Wanted: Shopping

It's been too long since I went shopping.

Well, shopping for me that is.

See, there is this beautiful, little one that gets most of my shopping attention.

Let's face it--the clothes for her are much more darling.

I am in need, however.  In great need for an adult, girls-only, all-day shopping event.

I look like I am stuck in 2006 tees.

While we're at it, let's do lunch too!

image found here

Missing You

Lost a good family friend last month.

Not someone who was a part of my every-day life, but someone who meant a lot.

Missing the debates and fun times.

Thinking of you.

Good Food?

No surprise here, I love good food. 

Headed to prestigious Franck's to experience some amazing cuisine.

Reviews were phenomenal--came away disappointed.

No good, which was a surprise.  Well, actually, it was ok.

It was average.

It costs too much to be average.

The sauces were divine.  The dessert and escargot were tasty.

The entrees--remarkably average. (Except for those sauces.  They were to die for.)

When a server recommends what you order, and says it is tender and fabulous, it should be tender and fabulous.  It definitely shouldn't be average.

Won't be going back.  (I think.  Hubby may be tempted for that escargot.)

So, I'm still in search of some very yummy food in the greater SL area. 

Any suggestions?

Indulge Me...

Spring is starting.  Spring, to me, means new beginnings, all things lovely and joy.  Pure joy.  

In keeping with the ‘new beginnings’ part of this wonderful season, I am having a new beginning.  My new beginning is this blog.

So please, indulge me.