Skip to main content

Impossible

Last night I read the chapter in David Sedaris’s Me Talk Pretty Some Day about Sedaris’s brother, Paul. It’s really, really funny; his brother refers to himself as “The Rooster” and, well, this is a family website so I can’t repeat what he says cannot happen to The Rooster. Just take my word for it, it’s funny. Anyway, the Sedaris family is from Raleigh and the author mentioned that his brother is the only one of his siblings to remain here, and that he runs a flooring business.

This morning on my way to work I passed a van painted with the words, “Sedaris Hardwood Floors.”




Right before Christmas I took the kids to the library. We hadn’t been for a couple of months and I was surprised to see that the nice swath of pine forest that originally surrounded the library had been cut down. “Oh man!” I exclaimed in disgust. Mallory wanted to know what was wrong and I pointed out the clearcutting and said that soon we’ll have to just call our town “Wake” instead of “Wake Forest” because all the trees will be gone. Then the two of us said “Oh man!” a few more times and Mallory later relayed the story to Chris and her grandparents.

For the past three days, as I’ve driven the kids to school, Phoebe has said, “Oh man!” as soon as I’ve turned onto a particular street. Today it occurred to me that she’s saying it just as we pass by yet another patch of land that’s been recently clear-cut of its trees.




Trying to lose weight may be the hardest thing I’ve ever done, with the possible exception of raising children and, uh, trigonometry. Oh, and sitting for my Master’s Exams wasn’t that easy either. It’s very frustrating. I like to eat. I like to eat things that are bad for me. I get kind of depressed when I realize that if I want to be thin, I’m going to have to eat foods that I don’t really like all that much, and not that much of them, for the rest of my life. I’m having a hard time staying motivated. Big sigh.

Comments

aimee said…
It is frustrating trying to eat healthy. Because what you really want is something that tastes good.

That is totally smart that Phoebe does that. Wow. And also so sad about the trees.

Cool about the van! Isn't timing funny?
Anonymous said…
Phoebe is really observant - and smart!

It's too bad that we aren't born automatically liking broccoli and stuff like that instead of chocolate and sugar! It is hard to eat smart.

Mom
J&H Noble said…
I'm right there with you on the food. I have lost 5 lbs (yea!) but it is a daily struggle and I have to continually remind myself why I am making the choices I'm making. Also, think that about 10 minutes after you've eaten, the taste is gone anyway, so if you make poor choices, its just a short-term victory followed by long-term regret.

Come on Krista, psych yourself up!
Holly

Popular posts from this blog

Wrapping it up

No, not like that:



I am way behind here. I don't think I ever posted about Mallory's birthday, and I had some thoughts about Christmas decorations which I guess I'll save until next year, and I should tell you about the fab time I had with my family last week, but instead I'll just sum up 2011.

Best Books Read:
There But For The by Ali Smith
Chime by Franny Billingsley
The Last Werewolf by Glen Duncan
The Boy in the Moon by Ian Brown
Please Look After Mom by Kyung-Sook Shin

Worst Books Read:
Obedience by Will Lavender
The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown
Sister by Rosamund Lupton
The Sherlockian by Graham Moore

Best Movie:
Bridesmaids

Fave TV show:
Modern Family; also Prime Suspect but I think they're taking it off the air

Proud of myself for:
Teaching myself how to crochet
Losing 10 pounds between Thanksgiving and Christmas (now need new pants)

Best new experience:
Riding a Segway with Aimee through downtown Charlotte

New places traveled to:
Atlanta
Chicago (prefer Chicag…

Is this thing on?

It's an odd thing, not wanting to give up one's blog but also never really feeling like updating it. Anyway, I'll take the easy way out and highlight the past few weeks of our lives in pictures:



Phoebe. Is there anything funnier than a Phoebe? Above she is dressed up for her half-birthday at school (since she's a summer baby). (She did, in the end, decide not to wear the hat.) Every outfit, every clothing changed is thought out with precision detail. Where she gets her fashionista tendencies I do not know.

A few weekends ago she suddenly announced that if I did not get her a pair of jean shorts she would just die. This was alarming, but since we had to go shopping anyway, I said I'd see what we could find. Luckily we found some on sale. She has taken them off only to go to school --she wears them to bed! -- and she thinks they look best when she wears them with a skirt-shirt, as shown:



...and is frustrated by the fact that she mostly has skorts, which cannot be pul…

Stomping Ground

As part of a Social Studies project that has overtaken our lives, Mallory is conducting a tour of cupcake bakeries in the Triangle area. The research involved in this project, as you will imagine, has been quite tasty. Yesterday we went to Chapel Hill to visit Sugarland, a bakery featured on Food network which also happens to be right across the street from where Chris and I first met.

Chris and I kept mentioning this kind of thing -- This is the restaurant we ate at on our first date! This is where I'd pick your mom up after class! Our first apartment was right down that street! -- and each time the girls would say, "Ewwww!" It's unclear why details of our past life disgust them so greatly. "If your daddy and I had never met, and had never dated, you wouldn't have been born," I've said numerous times. Mallory, however, seems to find the whole concept of dating very unpleasant, and I think Phoebe just doesn't like to contemplate a world before s…