Reapplying myself, re-entering Spark
I've had a wild and fabulous year enjoying my new teenage son, handling the challenges, watching him turn 18, watching him graduate from High School (a miracle), and best of all, having him tell me he loves me and calling me mom. And now it's ti... Read more
It's official: Momdom!
Tuesday our adoption became final in front of about 35 friends, family and social workers. And one awesome judge who gave our son, David, a quilt made by her friend. It's a little like living with someone and getting married. Nothing changes day... Read more
I'm a thrash metal band mom!
This is a quickie, but I haven't posted in so long it's better to start small, right?
So our 17 year old foster son is in a thrash metal band, and we attended their second show last night. We staffed the "merch" table, where they were selli... Read more
Things are super good!
Well, maybe not on the weight loss front, although I am holding reasonably steady despite my crazy new life as a mom as a new teenage son. And my back is spasming because during a foster youth summer camp we volunteered at, he jumped on my back ... Read more
Wait...I have a family!
I was looking at my sparkpage and the reasons for wanting to lose weight. One was for my "future family", as I wanted to foster a youth. But hey! We took in a 16 year old in December, and I celebrated my first Mother's Day ever! It's tricky beca... Read more
Ran a 10K
So. The furthest I've run is a little over a 5K-about 3.5 miles. I signed up for a 10K that was today so I had a bigger goal to shoot and train for. I knew I wouldn't be able to run the whole thing, as my training had stalled a bit, but I was ho... Read more
Just did it!
I haven't skiied in 15 years. But the kid wanted to learn to snowboard, and that got me out to the slopes. You'd think I'd be nervous. Well, I guess a little. But since I took on our foster son a couple of months ago, I feel now like anything is... Read more
HUGE life change
I did it. I was really, really brave. I knew I wanted something that would change every single molecule of my existence (and my husband's). And so with that intro...
We now have a 16-year-old foster boy living with us! OMG, right? It was li... Read more
Yes, Pewterbunny, it IS time for a new blog entry!
Well, I've been training for a 5K - that is, to RUN a 5K, all the way through. I am not a runner. That's what I always thought. I can bike 100 miles in a day, but I couldn't run more than ... Read more
Did something bold
I was brainstorming yesterday morning on what things would really help me lose 10 pounds by the end of April. There were the usual things, but the one that stuck out was accountability. It made me think about Weight Watchers again, but then I th... Read more
Falling into the same hole
Arg! I've been reverting to my old ways. I'm frustrated at myself just a little. I seem to go through spells where I don't think before I eat, or I plan something and let a last minute social opportunity derail my plans.Here I am, walking down t... Read more
Morning rituals and truths
I have been thinking of morning rituals lately. I know I am the type of person who simply can't do the same thing every day. I rebel. I'm in fact surprised I am able to stay married to one person, but then he is a special guy.
Back to morni... Read more
Still kicking' with Spark! I'm having a rough week - depressed for some reason - but I've still exercised and am thinking about what I will eat. Or trying - I'm not perfect. But I've reduced the "sit in front of the TV with food and eat mindless... Read more
Those darn rabbits
Well, now I know how it will feel when Ophelia, our first bunny, dies. Ophelia is somewhere between 11-12 years old. The first bunny who stole our hearts and got us into this whole bunny rescue and advocacy thing. And even at her age, she is sti... Read more
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Rolling with the unexpected
Wow, things have been so crazy lately. I've been doing so much unexpected work at the shelter with the rescued buns, plus all the other things life throws at you. Sunday I'd expected to drop my foster bun off to get spayed, get a bunch of things... Read more