Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Hey there...it's time for a little "educamation."
This is big, GINORMOUS pet peeve of mine...and for some reason, people either do not know or care to know the difference between the 2 words listed above, nor how to use them correctly....it's as good as the pet peeve of people not using the correct they're, their, or there in a sentence for me....and your or you're for that matter (while I happen to be on the subject) It's in the same vein of annoyance for me.
So to help you all out, please, read on:
Definition of lose - pronunciation (looz) VERB
1. transitive verb have something taken away: to cease to possess or have something such as a job or home
2. transitive verb make somebody forfeit something: to be the cause of somebody's failure to obtain, win, or maintain something
"a mistake that lost us the game"
3. transitive verb mislay something: to be unable to find something, often only temporarily
4. transitive and intransitive verb fail to win: to fail to win a victory at something, e.g. in a contest, argument, war, game, or in court
5. transitive and intransitive verb earn less money than you spend: to be worse off, or worse off by a particular amount of money, as the result of a financial transaction or through expenditure exceeding income
"lost millions when the stock markets crashed"
"will lose on the deal"
6. transitive verb experience reduction in something: to experience a reduction in something such as weight or heat
7. transitive verb cease having quality: to cease having a quality, belief, attitude, or characteristic
"He's lost the will to live."
8. transitive verb cease having ability or sense: to cease having an ability or sense, e.g. through illness or an accident
"lose your sight"
9. transitive verb not use something to advantage: to waste or fail to take advantage of something such as time or an opportunity
10. transitive verb be unable to control something: to be unable to control an emotion or to maintain composure
"He loses his temper easily."
"He finally lost patience with them."
11. transitive verb have loved one die: to suffer the loss of somebody through death, e.g. a loved one, a patient, or a baby before term
12. transitive verb leave somebody following behind: to escape from or leave behind somebody who is in pursuit
13. transitive verb no longer see or hear somebody: to be unable to see or hear somebody or something any longer
14. transitive verb confuse somebody: to fail to make somebody understand something
"You've lost me there."
15. transitive verb dispose of something: to get rid of something or somebody that is unwanted or undesirable
"Lose that extra space on the left."
16. transitive and intransitive verb run slow: to be or become slow by an amount of time (refers to timepieces )
Definition loose - pronunciation: (looss)
1. not firmly attached: not firmly fastened or fixed in place
"a loose floorboard"
2. slack: not fastened or pulled tight
"a loose knot"
3. not tight-fitting: not fitting closely and thus baggy
4. free: allowed to move around freely without any restraint
5. not packaged: not enclosed in a container or bound together
6. not firmly packed: not compact or dense in texture or arrangement
7. imprecise: not exact, literal, or precise
"a loose translation"
8. flexible: not strictly controlled or organized
"a loose arrangement"
9. available: not earmarked for a particular purpose
10. irresponsible: lacking restraint or a sense of propriety
11. too fluid: too fluid in consistency
"characterized by stomach cramps and loose stools"
12. accompanied by phlegm: accompanied by the production of phlegm or mucus
"a loose cough"
13. relaxed: relaxed or free from tension ( informal )
14. promiscuous: having many sexual partners ( dated ) ( disapproving )
1. freely: freely or without restraint
loosed past and past participle
loos·ing present participle
loos·es 3rd person present singular
1. transitive verb set somebody or something free: to release a person or animal from restraint or confinement
2. transitive verb untie knot: to undo, untie, or unfasten something
3. transitive and intransitive verb make something less tight: to make something less tight, or be made less tight
4. transitive verb release somebody from obligation: to release somebody from an obligation or pressure
5. transitive and intransitive verb fire missile: to fire an arrow, bullet, or other missile
(12th century. Old Norse lauss, Germanic)
be on the loose
1. to be free from confinement, e.g. a prison
2. to be free from responsibilities and having a good time (informal)
let loose to obtain relief from tension or worry (informal)
(now THIS NEXT PART is the best!!!)
loose or lose? Lose is a verb only, meaning variously "to mislay," "to fail to win," etc., as in Don't lose [not loose] possession of the ball, or you'll lose the game. Loose is an adjective, adverb, and verb. As an adjective it means variously "not firmly fixed," "not restrained," etc., as in loose [not lose] floorboards; loose [not lose] dogs running through the alley. As an adverb it means "freely," as in dogs running loose [not lose]. As a verb it means variously "to untie," "to make less tight," and "to fire a projectile," as in loosed her grip; loosed the taut anchor line; loosed a volley of arrows.
There...my pet peeve is out in the open for all to behold. Millions of times a day, these 2 words are written incorrectly by millions of Sparkers/people worldwide - I get it, but maybe if 5 people read this, then maybe 1 will be corrected. At least I did my part to fix the issue at hand! LoL
Sunday, May 06, 2012
I have 3 sons....and with that, I have been warned that when they are all in sports (like now), well, then, all the free time that WAS yours is now gone and you are the taxi service from the hours of 5pm to 7:30 or 8pm at night.
And you know what? They were right.
I was a Doubting Thomas too, saying "It can't be that bad!" but oh, yes.....it is.
First, the menu planning went out the window....and that first week, we ate like crap - even did a few fast food/frozen pizza nights there. Vegetables???? Um, what are those?!?!?! The only color I ate was from pizza sauce. So gross.
That first week - there WAS no exercise for me....but there was me sitting on my butt reading in the karate studio and sitting in the car waiting for lacrosse to end....here's the excuse I loved the most on that first week: "OH the weather is just so horrible, I can't stand being cold...I'll just sit here and read some more." (That darned Kindle is like my new crack by the way...had to charge the battery in 3 weeks, not the 2 months like they said - do the math, I read fast and a lot!)
The epiphany came at the end of the first week when hubby & I looked at each other...sitting on the couch, each with viscous gas pains from the bad diet all week long....and we said, "We cannot do this....we cannot go down the evil path of where we were before...we gotta get a grip!!!"
So that is what we did.
First item tackled: THE WEEKLY MENU.
Problem #1: what to eat.....oh we know, we just have to plan getting it made better...so that was done - and I used my time more efficiently.
Problem #2: WHEN to eat - before or AFTER the games/pracices. Eating late was just TERRIBLE for us. It's kinda sad to sit with your youngest after he gets home from practice and keep him company while he eats a bowl of cold cereal (Oh yes, we had sunk that low) and then when he said "Mommy, why aren't we eating as a family anymore?" (AHHHHH!!! Stab me in the heart, why don't you!) That was the point I knew something was terribly wrong. SO - we all agreed to eat EARLY....and when I mean early, I mean 4:30 or 4:45 before we headed out the door for 3 hours. Again....the solution worked because we snacked less in between, felt satisfied, and then we'd have a healthy snack when they got home - if they wanted it.
So the second week was much better and the third, even better than the second! Of course now that the routine is down, the sports will shift again in a few weeks, but hey, we managed a new plan of attack!
Now, the other matter was exercise. What exercise? Well...I also tweaked my mindset. I got on the treadmill more on the days I could. I mowed the lawn TWICE now (Yay me!!!) and today, at the lacrosse game - the school had a field and I purposefully wore my sports bra and sneakers in order to get in a quick mile. Which, I wound up doing a mile and a half and running here and there...with my other 2 kids too on some legs!!! Heart rate up! You betcha! Run in front of complete strangers because I could? yup, you betcha!! In fact, if felt freeing that I even COULD run a bit, because for years, I could not/would not even attempt a track!!! So BIG Yay me today!!! BIG YAY!!
Which brings me to some other missed opportunities that will no longer be missed by me. For example: While waiting for the practice to end: Time to walk the perimeter of the field - let the kids play on the playground, I can see them fine...and I can run there pretty fast now too if I had to get there quick...why coffee clotch when I can get my heart rate up??? Hey, I might tell a mom to come join me! Why not?
I could give in to the whole: "Gee, it's so hectic, I have no time for me, it's all about the kids" garbage, but no, I don't think so. Not me. Not now. That's "old me's" baggage. Trust me, I get it. I get the craziness of it all. I get the tiredness that comes from the endless planning. I get it. I get the lethargy and the dontwannas...but if my kids are all smelly and stinky and SMILING after their practice....WHY NOT ME TOO?!? We are in this together right?
So next time the "Soccermom's" are all standing around and talking about the latest "50 Shades" book...ask them to join you on a quick walk around the field while you all wait. You might get a taker or two! Surprise them and yourself with your actions..why not?!? You just might start a trend...I'm hoping I do.
Thursday, May 03, 2012
Yup - Supermoon....and no, that is not a typo....I did not write Supermom (although...I am) I am talking about the SuperMOON that is coming up this Saturday night.
If you don't know what it is, give it a little web search and find out...bascially, it's when the moon is closest to the earth.
Which ALSO means that if you feel a little bit "off" or "wacky" (more than normal for some of us, I am sure! LoL) or were wondering why the kids are absolutely bonkers or were wondering where everyone else's brain went....well - there is your answer!! The SUPERMOON!
So now that I've edumacated you on that little tid-bit....how about this little teeny tiny, itty bitty tip...I'm inclined to give one because GOD KNOWS I could use it and implement it myself, especially this week: BE POSITIVE!!
oh....and drink your water...
oh...and track your calories....
oh,..and hugs someone ....that is always good to do....people don't hug enough anymore.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Yup..I am in a little bit of a shock here.
I was called "athletic"...well, not really, but close enough for me.
A soccer ball ran out onto the lacrosse field and I ran out and got it...so a mom I just met and another lax mom I already knew, both said, "Boy, look at you lookin' all althletic out there!" I started laughing b/c I can't take a compliment...and joked that maybe it had something to do with my sneakers, black OldNavy cargo pants and red half-zip fleece I had on that day...I sure looked very sporty.
It got me thinking though...I guess I have BECOME more athletic over the last few years because before Spark....I sure as heck was NOT!
I have no problem wearing the tight running gear in public now....I have no problem playing lacrosse or soccer with the kids in an open field. I even have it in my mind to gear up in my exercise clothes at the next lax game - just in case there is a track to walk on prior to the game (we usually wait a good half-hour before the game starts for the kids to warm up and practice a bit...why not use my time wisely, right?)
Another funny thing was that I was recognized by someone on the lax field whom I had met about 2 years ago...I've been steady for a while in appearance, so I don't know why I was a bit shocked at being recognized, but I was. When you originally come from a place where a) you don't want to be recognized because you are hiding or b) you don't consider yourself worthy of being recognized or c) you have changed so much in appearance that some people don't recognize you right off the bat or sometimes at all....or d) all of the above.....it was kinda weird to be sought out and said 'Hello!' to. (LOL - self-image baggage coming through loud and clear captain!)
Which also bring me to another realization that people notice me waaaay more than I realize...my bff has said that for yeeeeaaaars, but alas, I have never believed her. I've been noticing it more and more for some reason....makes me a bit wary in some ways, empowered in others.
Anyway....it's all about growth isn't it....things never cease to amaze me, especially when it comes to self-realization. Call me overly humble...call it emerging self-esteem...whatever it is takes time, that is for darn sure.
OK - gotta get my "athletic" butt on the road and walk to work today...it's a beautiful day out and there is a ton of stuff I have to do.
TTYL Sparkbuds...hoping tonight is a night to visit some of you!
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Picture it...a large suburban filled to the hilt with a car carrier on top and 7 out of the 8 seats filled up and at 4:00am, into the dark....we roll.
Getting off of Long Island is a bit of an adventure in and of itself. Depending on the direction (north or south) dictates which route you will take you off the island....and that inevitable will involve a large (or small and narrow) congested highway and a bridge or two. Thus the reason why we usually leave even before the roosters wake up. Doing so can shave off HOURS on a journey, because if you get stuck in one of the 5 boroughs of NYC, well, you are stuck for the duration...there is no escape.
We got rolling and in 3 hours, we are through New Jersey and into Delaware and ready to pick up our next charge and the last occupant that will make us a completely full vehicle....our nephew.
I have 6th sense with certain things...I KNEW that the communication between my husband and our ex-brother-in-law was flawed. The info given to me via an email was not complete...and so I questioned it....and we pull off into the Delaware Welcome rest stop to call and confirm the drop-off location. And as soon as I notice my husband pump the breaks on the truck, I KNEW we blew a brake line.
Now, the brake lines were just redone less than a year ago, when, on a local camping trip, the coupling blew and we almost crashed into a pulled over cop car (I'm telling you, I have some seriously ridiculously unbelievable road trip stories) - it's a 2001 truck, we should have seen that one coming....but NOT this one. Same coupling leaking on a new line and coupling junction. Eesh.
Now....unbeknownst to me...I am PMS-ing WILDLY and there is a full-moon - I am usually good at knowing all this info, but the craziness of the last 2 weeks really threw me off my game. So, as you can imagine, I was just ready bag the whole darn thing and go home. It was the cherry on top of the uber-crappy Sundae that was the last 2 weeks.
But no....thanks to my mother-in-law's new iPhone and my father-in-laws AAA card, and me throwing up my hands to the whole situation and leaving to feed the kids breakfast in the rest stop....we eventually get a tow and a ride to a garage.
The ride to garage was interesting. Picture 7 people cramming into a flat-bed tow truck. There is the driver and my FIL in the front seats. In the back, on a bench seat that even includes a box blocking a good quarter of the bench....are me, my MIL, and my husband...each with a child on our laps....we were WEDGED in....literally. We were joking that #1 - it was probably VERY illegal that we did that and #2 - it's a good thing that me and hubby are practically half of what we were size-wise 2 years ago! or else that ride never would have happened!! But at least we were together...right?
5 hours later....one brake-line coupling looked at, replaced, oh, AND brake-pad, rotors, and calipers replaced....and about $800 put onto our credit card.....we are finally on our way again.
Moving right along right? Nope.
Gotta go back to the Welcome Center and pick up the nephew...oh, and eat lunch.
OK....off we go!
About a hour later.....we hit traffic in Washington D.C. Painful to say the least....it is now 2pm...and we crawl....and crawl.....and crawl. We even try to go onto a local route....which is dead stop....and we crawl some more....but with lights!!
Finally....we get back on to the highway and it starts to move and we get to Fredericksburg, VA and at 6pm, we get enough distance on the highway to say it's time to stop for dinner at Applebees.
7PM - back on the road.....clear sailing. FINALLY.
But hubby is now getting tired....and so am I. My FIL keeps asking if he wants him to drive. Nope - sorry man. No way in heck....you can barely move with arthritis, and thusly, we will not be letting you drive a truck load of people....not on our watch. But you can pay for gas which he inststed on doing during the whole trip....that and food. Nice huh? Very nice.
Long story short...and my irritation level on the whole day at a 12 out of a scale of 1 to 10....we finally arrive in Raleigh, NC........at 10:30pm. There is no dropping my nephew off at his house...there is nothing but getting us in our rooms and the kids (and us) to bed. Tomorrow is a new day, with no mistakes in it.....right???
What a first day....it's got to get better. But for me....I am STILL on PMS mode. BIG time. ANYthing and ANYone is pissing me off and all I can do, is silently roll my eyes behind my sunglasses and keep my mouth shut.
I'll skip further details about people....but let's just say this....sometimes there can be too much family togetherness, even when one is visiting family. That goes for my own kids and husband as well. Hubby and I got a night to ourselves in the hotel though, when my SIL had the kids sleep over on Friday night....best night of the week for me!
And then...I got "my little friend"....joy.
NO WONDER!!! With the moon STARING at me the last 2 days and my mood swings...of COURSE! it all makes sense now. And hubby and I can laugh at it now as we stand here in the living room folding the trip laundry.
That being said....and knowing that bit of knowledge on Saturday.....we turned around and had a nice visit. Lots of parks, a walk here or there. A dinner out with the whole gang. People catching naps left and right...I read instead of napped....and then....it was time to go. (I have to abbreviate here....OMG there are more stories of "as only we can experience" thrown in, but that...would be a novel! LoL
Yesterday...we left at 5:15 from NC and got on the road. I wanted to leave at 4am....the in-laws wanted to leave at 7am (because there is a free continental breakfast - gotta get the most out of our trip money you know...meh, I do NOT care of such things - GET me HOME!!! LoL) ...the 5:30am departure time was the compromise.
Thank heavens we left when we did because WE CRUISED!!!!
Well......until we hit the NYC borough of Staten Island. Were we see smoke....and some traffic...and a sign saying that the highway was closed due to a brush fire.
A BRUSH FIRE!!! Nature rears it's ugly head....teases us to no end!!! We all start laughing because it was too good to be true! (refer back to the "once you get stuck in NYC traffic you are screwed" section of this blog please)
As luck would have it...it turns out that we are at the VERY BEGINNING of the fire and the road, although slow going, is still open for us to get through - very slowly...in the dark of smoke....with hazards on....at 5 miles per hour....and we make it through to see the traffic coming the other way...at a dead stop.
We are now cruising toward Long Island...over the Verranzano Bridge, onto the Belt Parkway...moving...and passing the opposite direction traffic at a dead stop over the bridge and for MILES along the Parkway. They are stuck. and when I mean stuck....I'm talking for HOURS. No escape. Nada. Nothing. You just grim and bear it...and pray you don't have to use the bathroom. I felt bad....we were in traffic like that in D.C. I think here is worse.
Long story short....it's good to be home. It was nice getting a change of pace, but it's good to be home.
The house is a complete disaster. I have TONs of work to do...once again. Small detail stuff too....my faaaaavorite (please note the sarcasm). Looking at my calendar is giving me the hives! ROFL But it's all good. It's mine. All mine. And other people out there have it worse - I know that, so I will take my own chaos with a smile and a cup of coffee and a large, detoxing bottle of water.
OH - and before I forget....Lent is over...and I can drink wine once again. I had some wine too....and it was even paired with a great lamb osso buco my brother in law made - with truffle oil! (Fancy fancy!! LoL) And you knwo what???? I didn't over due it...I enjoyed it. I didn't NEED it, like I had thought I did. I drank more water than anything. Funny what you get used to NOT having.
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