Time to Change

I've just started a Biggest Loser contest. I've been whining for the past 9 months about how fat I am, but I've been unwilling to do anything about it. (Sorry to my friends who've listened to my whining, and thanks for not slapping me. I totally deserved to be slapped.) Today was the first day of the contest. I've got to keep track of my calories, exercise, drink an enormous amount of water, and weigh in once a week. This morning I did my before pictures. I'm going to post them as a motivation to post better ones in 12 weeks when the competition ends.

I'm not going to tell you what my starting weight is, but I'll tell you my goals:
To lose 20 pounds.
To exercise daily without dragging my feet.
To look super cute in a dress, which I will purchase as soon as my body deserves a cute dress.

Here's my plan:
No more Pinterest. All those pictures of desserts is just making me want to eat.
Lots of gum.
Long walks pushing the kids in the stroller. (I did it with all 3 kids in the double jogger--it was super crowded--and it was a good workout for sure.)
Smoothies, smoothies, smoothies.

There you have it. I will post my after pictures in 12 weeks. Wish me luck! (I want to win! I could use some sweet cash for skinny girl clothes.)

Can It Be December Now?

I need to vent.  First of all, I'm addicted to Facebook.  Who isn't, these days?  Oh, that's right.  People with a life.  But I digress.  I accept the fact that, due to my choice as a stay-at-home mom with 3 little guys to take care of, there are days when my only contact with other grown-ups is through Facebook.  I admit to checking it about 300 times a day, just in case someone said something funny.  But I'm about ready to take a Facebook hiatus until after the elections are over in November.  I get that Facebook is a place to share political ideas and to try to educate people on the way to elections.  But I am FED UP with the insane amount of candidate bashing that is going on.  Seriously.  I'm not going to say which party, because to a degree it's both parties.  But is it really necessary to post 6 status updates in 10 minutes about how much you hate that one guy?  Without saying anything redeeming about the guy you're supporting?  I'd love to hear why you're going to vote for your guy.  You've made it clear you're not going to vote for the other guy, but going on a hate campaign isn't useful, it doesn't enlighten anyone about what's really going on, and 200 words on why the other guy stinks isn't going to influence my decision.  My question is, what's all that hate attempting to accomplish?  Are you trying to swing my vote?  Are you trying to make sure everyone on Facebook knows that you are voting for that one guy?  Are you trying to convince me that the other guy you hate so much is narrow minded and hateful?  Because if all you're posting on Facebook is mudslinging, I'm convinced someone's being narrow-minded and hateful, but it's not that other guy.  If you're going to go all political on Facebook, why don't you just tell me, without bashing the other guy, what makes your guy so stinking awesome.  Give me a rational, detailed list of reasons why you are voting for your guy.  Don't give me a list of reasons you're not voting for the other guy.  That's all.

P.S.  I'm serious about a hiatus.  Maybe.  I might get the shakes and cold sweats.  I heard on the radio the other day that going cold turkey off of Facebook is the same as quitting crack cold turkey.

A Little Older and Happier than Ever

It has been ages since I've posted.  I'm guessing no one's sitting in front of their computer, thinking, Man, I wish Rachel would post something new.  But I have been thinking, Man, I should post something.  This is kind of like my journal.  Well, I've been busy.  But, with all that's happened, I've neglected to do something really important, and that is to brag a little about having married an amazing man 10 years ago.  We celebrated the big 10 on July 2nd, and I sure am happy about it.  Here's how I still see us:

 Super young and skinny.  Here is our life 10 years later (thanks, Stacie, for this awesome picture):

We may be older, chubbier, and a little more tired-looking, but look at those boys we've gotten along the way!  10 years have been good to us.  A lot of people go on fabulous trips for their 10th anniversaries, but, since the littlest guy is still dependent on me for some of his nourishment (was that discreet enough?), we bought this little honey instead:

It was my dream car in high school, and now we have one.  That is a 1992 Miata.  I have been learning how to drive stick, under the patient tutelage of my husband, and much to the amusement of my friends.  We also went on a date that included dinner and bowling.  My bowling arm is still sore 3 days later.  So I may see myself as a youthful 24-year-old, but my body feels much more like the almost-35-year-old that I actually am.  But I digress.  This week has had its sorrows, but there has been much to celebrate as well.

Speaking of feeling my 35 years, we went water skiing yesterday.  I'm sore in places I didn't know existed.  I remember going to Lake Powell 15 years ago and water skiing for hours without feeling a thing.  Inspiration to exercise more, I guess.  The good news was that my body allowed me to get up on the skis at all.

Happy 10 years to my hubs, and happy summer to all y'all!

Awake, and disappointed

I remember last fall seeing all these teasers for a show starring Lucius Malfoy (Jason Isaacs) as 1) an American and 2) a good guy!, and I knew I had to watch.  The premise of the show also had me intrigued, of course, which was a nice bonus.  The idea is that this detective in L.A. has been in a car accident with his wife and son, and his reality has now been fractured into two separate lives.  By falling asleep he enters either a reality where his son is alive and his wife has died, or into a life with his wife and the loss of his son.  Each life seems equally real to him, and he is able to solve crimes in each "dream" by noticing details from his other "dream."  The show was as interesting as it promised to be, at least in my view, but it was obvious to me that it would be difficult to make its story line last through multiple seasons.  Tim and I were pleasantly surprised to find out they were wrapping up the show in one season.  Not many shows are bold enough to say, Hey, we had a great idea for a show, but it's only going to go downhill after the first season.  Of course, then I found out it got cancelled.  But either way, it was a good idea to wrap the show up after one season.  The mystery of which life was reality was  going to be solved, and there was a HUGE opportunity for an awesome ending.  I can think of at least 3 different endings that would have been awesome, and they BLEW IT.  I know the show was cancelled, and they probably had to scramble to finish it up, but the ending they chose was a cop out.

*SPOILER ALERT*

There's this huge build up to finding out what really happened to the main guy (whose name escapes me, for some reason), and then...he wakes up.  That's right.  The whole show was a dream.  That's it.  He walks out of his bedroom, and there are his wife and kid, asking him why he slept in.  There's some crazy conspiracy going on with dirty cops, there's a guy that caused the accident that killed his family, and it was all a dream.  My theories were 1) he was in a coma from the accident, and his brain was sorting through the details of his past cases to find out why an attempt was made on his life, 2) both his wife and child died in the accident, and he is in an insane asylum because he snapped from the grief of it all, and it's a delusion, 3) he also died in the accident, and because it was a murder, he and his family are popping in and out of different realities until they can solve their murders.  But no.  He just had a crazy dream.  I'm annoyed.

What I'll be doing this summer

You know what's great about technology?  The ability to stream.  I love streaming stuff.  Thanks to Netflix streaming I've discovered a ton of great TV.  Here are a few I've found recently:

1. Being Human I LOVE this show.  Have I posted about it before?  Because it's awesome.  I know there are a gazillion vampire/werewolf/supernatural type shows out there, and I seem to watch all of them, but this one is exceptional.  It's what you get when you put a vampire, a werewolf, and a ghost in a house together as roommates that are trying to act normal.  It sounds cute, right?  Not cute.  Super dark and creepy, and very very exciting.  I came across it while surfing around on Netflix.  It's not for the faint of heart.  The show is still going on SyFy, but is in between seasons right now.

2. Crossing Jordan You know that show that came out last year, "Body of Proof"?  This is the original version of that show.  It's about Jordan Cavanaugh, Medical Examiner in Boston, who can't just stick to performing autopsies, but feels driven to solve each case instead of leaving it to the cops.  She is driven by her own mother's unsolved murder.  (Body of Proof is about an ME in Philly who noses in with the police to solve crimes, whose father's murder was also unsolved.  Familiar?)  It doesn't hurt that Jerry O'Connell is in on the show regularly, and I've had a crush on him since Sliders.  It's a good show to watch while I do the dishes.  Plus, the show is done airing on TV now, so I know I'll get all the seasons without waiting.

3. Roswell  Speaking of shows that are about supernatural things, how about aliens?  I remember when this show came out years ago, and I watched an episode here and there, but watching the whole series was super fun.  You know how Katherine Heigl is hot stuff these days?  She got her start on Roswell.  I loved this show because it was out there and intriguing and kind of angsty.

4. Desperate Housewives I jumped on the Housewife train way late in the game, but thanks to streaming on hopped on in time for the series finale last week.  I love the show.  I happen to be a housewife myself, and I could see a little of myself in some of the characters.  Mostly Lynette, who yells at her kids, has bikes in her yard, isn't a perfect housekeeper, and doesn't look perfect all the time.  And I truly related to the friendship between the four main characters.  I know I cry a lot, but I teared up almost every episode some seasons.

I also discovered several other shows, but these are my highlights.  And now, a quick list of shows I'm super excited are available for streaming now:

1. Saved by the Bell Slater pants!
2. Jem and the Holograms I watched it every day after school in 6th grade, and just because I only have boys doesn't mean they're not going to be watching it with me this summer.
3. Dawson's Creek Sometimes I just need something ridiculous to watch while I fold laundry.

I love that there are also tons of great kids' shows for streaming, like Transformers, Busytown Mysteries, and yes, even Yo Gabba Gabba.  I don't plan on spending all summer with the TV on, but sometimes we just need something for everyone to watch on those hot afternoons.

Also, I don't have Hulu Plus, but my friend does, and we have started watching Revenge.  Oh my.  I am hooked.  Hooray for something to replace Desperate Housewives.  It will make my summer worth living through.

*I swear when I formatted this Crossing Jordan was the same type size as everything else, but for some reason, it's not showing up that way.  Oh well.  You get the idea.

A Different Approach to Vampires

I have read a lot of Robin McKinley books.  One of my favorite books ever is "Beauty," which she wrote ages ago and which is a retelling of Beauty and the Beast and it's absolutely wonderful.  She has written a few other retellings of fairy tales and even one about Robin Hood.  She also wrote "The Hero and the Crown" and "The Blue Sword," both of which I read in 9th grade and still love.  All the books I read of hers were aimed at teenage girls.  So when I started reading "Sunshine," her take on vampires, I thought I knew what to expect.  I was wrong.  Let me break this down for you in a list, because I am a list maker, and it's the only way I can even remotely get my point across.

What was awesome about this book:
1.  After wading through the insane amount of flowery language in some of the vampire novels I've read in the past few years, this one is refreshingly...unflowery.  The story is told by sassy twenty-something year old Sunshine, a baker in a family run diner in the seedy part of one of the few remaining cities in North America.  Her voice is personable and real, and it kind of feels like your sitting at girls' night, listening to a friend tell you what crazy stuff happened to her last weekend.  It has a completely different feel than any of the other vampire books I've read, and a completely different style than the other Robin McKinley books I've read.  In short, the style isn't a copy of a copy like so much other crap that's coming out these days.

2.  It's funny.  I'm all for humor.  For example, there are lots of different kinds of were-creatures, like were-rats, werewolves, and, of course, were-chickens.  Quite enjoyable.

3.  The vampires aren't ridiculously good-looking.  There aren't any "vegetarian" vampires.  They are horrible beasts that are evil to the core that look like monsters and don't act human.  Even the so-called protagonist vampire scares the snot out of Sunshine most of the time.  So, like I've said before, it's not a copy of something else that has been ripped off from something that was somewhat mediocre to start with.  If it's drawing from anywhere it's from the legend of Vlad the Impaler and is more based on horror than on romance.  I appreciate the creativity.

What was disappointing about this book:
1.  I'm not naive enough to think that adult novels will be completely squeaky clean.  But, after having read a lot of Robin McKinley's books, I felt I was safe to read whatever she was putting out there without running across anything too unsavory.  Apparently, when she decided to do something completely different with her writing style, she also decided to throw in some naughty bits.  And not just the suggestion of naughty.  Outright naughty.  Including the f-word and some other offensive language.  It was like a slap in the face.  I always pictured Ms. McKinley, sitting in an English cottage, surrounded by roses and wildflowers, molding her phrases with a touch of elegance.  That image has been tossed right out.  I worry that there will be 14-year-old girls browsing the stacks at the library, come to McKinley, see "Sunshine" and think they're getting another book like "Beauty."  And then they'll read it and ask their moms what certain words mean, and their moms will gasp in horror (or, if they're more innocent, look it up online and then gasp in horror), and their daughters will never be allowed near the library again.  Or those girls will just know too much too young.  The real shame was that one part had no relevance to the story, and even if it had, could have been told VERY differently.  I know she could have done better because she already has.

2.  I liked the general style of storytelling in this book, but it felt a little disjointed and vague.  I'm a reader who, when something is referred to 40 pages into the book that seems pertinent but not familiar, goes back to scan the previous 39 pages to see where I missed it being mentioned in the first place.  I felt like that happened more than it should have.  There was a mention of someone and her pudding 20 pages into the book, and it felt like the end of a story that kind of mattered, but, after going back and rereading the first two chapters and finding nothing about it, I assumed it was a hint of things to come.  Nope.  It was just a random partial story thrown in.  I'm wondering if I should read the book again, more slowly, to catch stuff I must have missed the first time.  Especially now that I know where the raunchy parts are.  I can skip right over them.

3.  While the ending was, overall, ending-ish, it almost felt like a set-up for another book.  There were a lot of loose ends.  Some authors just leave loose ends and let you tie them up with your own imagination.  This might be one of those times.  But I feel like lately, most authors have become greedy book-cranking machines that feel like there has to be at least 4 books in a series.  Like I said earlier, I may just have to read it again.  It was pretty late and I was pretty tired when I finished it.

Overall, I liked the book.  But the added raunch has kind of tainted it for me and made me feel like I can't really recommend it to most people.  If you want to read it, just be aware that there is a page of nasty.  Otherwise, it's a fun new take on a world full of vampires and were-roaches.

A Quick Addition

I did a post a while back on kids' shows.  I would like to add to that.  I didn't mention the Backyardigans before because I had only watched it a few times, and I was kind of on the fence about it.  After multiple viewings, I can safely say it falls into the Like category, in small doses.  The characters can sing well, the songs are pretty cute, and the stories are all fun and interesting.  The reason for the small doses is the same reason I don't watch musicals all day.  It gets to be a bit much.  

Now for the real reason I'm posting.  I made a huge mistake.  After watching Cupcake Wars on Sunday, which was Yo Gabba Gabba themed, I added Yo Gabba Gabba to my Netflix queue so my kids could try it out.  After 2 minutes of the first episode, I wanted to rip my ears off and throw them in the blender, and gouge my eyeballs out with a pencil.  This is the downside of Netflix.  Once your kids have watched one episode, there are 50 more sitting there for them to watch, and you either have to say, "NO!  This show is lame!", remove it from the queue, and deal with whining for days, or be a wimp, like me, and let them get it out of their systems.  (The latter is what I did with Barney, and I haven't dealt with that forever).  Next time I will be sure to watch an episode before I make the mistake of showing it to my kids.  Now, why do I hate that show already?  Repetitive songs with no melody (for example: Party in my tummy, party in my tummy, party in my tummy for 3 full minutes), creepy looking characters that remind me of the Tellytubbies, and the fact that they are 22 minutes long.  

Parents, this is a warning.  AVOID YO GABBA GABBA LIKE THE PLAGUE.