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Tuesday, 07/08/2008
I just don't understand

One thing I don't comprehend is not being able to do a single full push-up.  I admit, there was one time in my life when I could not do one - the last trimester, as my belly would not permit the push-up to be properly attempted.  HOWEVER, as soon as the okay came to exercise, I was able to push out a few wimpy ones (bear in mind I still had maybe 30-40 extra pounds on me at the time), and within a few weeks I was back to my usual sets of 12-20.  I'm not particularly naturally athletic either.

Yet as I peruse the blogosphere, I find a lot of ladies who can't do a push up.  Ladies who go to the gym regularly, who do body pump classes and machine circuits.  Ladies who are undoubtedly fitter in some ways than I am.  Makes me think it is a psychological thing.

Well, off do do some weights (three sets of 15 push-ups today, I think) and watch some of the Tour de France, then off to work. 


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Monday, 07/07/2008
A Monday of Discoveries

1) Turns out the baby loves kiwi fruit.  (I linked the wikipedia picture not because I think my seasoned, world-class readers don't know what a kiwi fruit is, but rather because it is such a large and delicious picture).

2) She also loves swing

3) I need to work a few more hours to make $$.

4) Dresses are awesome and the empire waist styles are very forgiving of the extra size I still have around the waist and hips.

 


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Sunday, 07/06/2008
Geek stuff

Now that I'm a parent myself, I've put some of the classic PBS shows my parents watch on my TiVo list - NOVA, Mystery, etc.  And you know, some of these shows are even more interesting to watch than Hell's Kitchen (Petrozza ought to win, but I'm rooting for Christina).  A new offshoot of NOVA that seems to air 80 times a day is NOVA ScienceNOW (not sure why we have to shout Nova and Now, but that's how it is written).  Not only is it a fascinating show, even if it is aimed at the middle school set, but as an instructor at the World's Greatest Medical School and a trainee from the associated hospitals, every once in a while on the national news or NOVA or some other show, I see some of the professors who gave lectures on genetics or health policy or something.  I'm used to these guys/gals droning on about their specialty, but then I see them used as Experts... hey, that's pretty cool.  Maybe I learned more chemistry from our Chem 301 professor in college, a young associate professor in Birkenstocks who blew up something at the end of every lecture (Bright exploding pickles!  Balloons filled with hydrogen!), but these guys are world leaders in their field.  Heck, the professor I wrote the book with told me about going down to Washington DC to consult with congress about what to do about hysterical symptoms during a biological attack.  Turns out that for every 1 person who is actually afflicted, there will be 10 people who show up thinking they have symptoms of biological attack.  This is a huge problem, obviously, and triage procedures have to be developed to take this into account.

Makes me want to dip my fingers into academia again.  I think I'd be most interested in obesity research, really.  But my friends who are hard core into academia spend A LOT of time and travel chasing the scientific life.  Once you get to a certain level, it is also very dog eat dog - you back off for one minute, and half your lab space will be given away to the guys with the fancy grant for something else.

That being said, I have had some good training, and I still have some good connections.  Perhaps I should use it to gratify more than just me and the individual patients that I see.

Big ideas can get you into big trouble. 


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Saturday, 07/05/2008
Happy Fifth!

First of all this morning I would like to wish a very happy first birthday to Baby O over at the Elkridge Hollerer.  I hope he gets everything he wishes for - milk falling from the sky, probably, and planes and earth-moving machinery coming by for a household visit. 

Bisousette enjoyed her first fireworks display.  For the first time we made no effort to get her in bed for her actual bedtime, and besides an acute attack of cranks at 9pm, she did very well.  She power-napped during the actual fireworks, but otherwise was the belle of the party we attended, spending time in the arms of every would-be mom and grandma there.  Footed jammies are always a hit.  Today, though, she is more irritable than usual and went down for her nap a full 45 minutes earlier than usual.  Hopefully she will sleep until one and make up for all the lost time last night.

Today is chores day - laundry, housecleaning.  I've vacuumed, but am being very lazy about the fine details of cleaning other areas.  I'm not scrubbing the toilets, just wiping them down.  I'll forgo the swiffer and just use the large sweeper, and forget about dusting the seldom used areas.  I know I'll have to put in a super clean this week prior to Saturday's party, not to mention the clean-up after, so why waste energy? 

Later we will go shopping - I heard there is a very nice Kohls nearby that I've never been to.  I also might stop off at Bed Bath and Beyond to pick up some popsicle molds (or swing by Target to pick up some of the ones I saw there last weekend, and a birthday present for the Bisousette), so that I might try this recipe:

Strawberry Yogurt Popsicles 

 Looks pretty awesome, no?  I'll probably skip the whole stewing of strawberries bit and use my frozen bag of mixed berries, some added sugar, and what is left of the greek yogurt I bought Thursday (which is all of it except for a few tablespoons I put on top of a spinach, almond, pear and dried cranberry salad yesterday).

And I'm so happy at this point that Bisousette has had a few brushes with peanut butter and other nuts.  Yesterday, as mothers from a past generation fed her peanut-laced cookies and other desserts, I didn't have to break in in a freaked out way and mention possible allergies (I hate that look from older moms - the same look you get when you say you can't feed babies honey anymore.  Past generation moms are like, what!  Babies must have lived on honey until the medical establishment thought better.  It must have been the same thing when last generation's moms told their mothers that kids no longer got paragoric (opium and alcohol yeehaw) for "teething" and no more bourbon "rubbed" on the gums.  Those babies sure did sleep well in the past...).  I could also bring a perfectly outdoor picnic safe mix of dried apricots, cranberries, and slivered almonds for the Bisousette to eat before the party food was on the table.  

Peanut and tree nut allergies are a scary thing, but I don't think we can avoid them by not giving kids those nuts for three years.  There is no good science to say this might help.  Constant exposure may actually be better, at least theoretically, and I ate plenty of peanut butter while Bisousette was in the womb, so the cat is already out of the bag so far as no exposure goes.   

Have a good weekend, friends. 


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Friday, 07/04/2008
Happy Fourth!

This afternoon and evening, we're off to a party.  This morning, though, the usual weekend fare - cereal, Formula One, contemplating exercise.  I must say that unofficially breaking one's tailbone (it must have been broken, as it is still bruised feeling to this day, 6 weeks later.  I should go to a doctor, but they can't do anything - why is it I am always breaking toes and tailbones that nothing can be done about?  Well.) puts a damper on exercise.  Specifically  running and jumping and the like, and bike riding.  I've been trying to get some serious park walking and hiking in on the weekends, but two or three days of "cardio" in a week is pretty lame.  Then this Wednesday I turned my knee a bit while wearing clogs.  I haven't done lower body since, but it's only been three days since my last squat, so all is not lost.  HOWEVER, I'm determined not to be a lazy, fat sloth, and it is back to full weights today, albeit with just body weight for lower body exercises.  Yawn.

My baby has started to toddle a little!  The nanny saw her take one unassisted step on Wednesday, then she took another yesterday, and has been flirting with some drunken, clumsy steps today.  Mostly because we stand just out of reach of her handholds so she will have to toddle or fall to get to us.  I would not consider these advances walking - walking would need at least two steps together in sequence - consider the traveling fouls in basketball.  But she is close!  Breathtakingly close.  And this week is her last week of official babyhood.

She looks so much like a little girl, with the some of the roundness and baby look fading into the past.  But I must say, 11&3/4 month olds are altogether more fascinating and amazing than their younger counterparts.  Six months ago she was learning how to sit up, and four months before that she was figuring out that her hands actually belonged to her.  Six months ago:

   It's really quite amazing. 

More glamour shots of the youngling:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We're getting it together for the party next week.  Man, I have to get her a gift.  And Irene, thanks for the Hummingbird Cake recipe! (I hope your hip is healing with as little pain and as much speed as possible).  We will definitely be making a batch of that for the masses come next Saturday.  We're already collecting birds for the mix:

(hummingbird feeder recipe: 

1 cup water

1/4 cup sugar

 Boil water in pan for 2 minutes, add sugar until dissolved.  Cool.  Feed to hummingbirds.  Change out mix and clean feeder twice a week.  No need to add red food coloring - the red on the feeder should be enough, as you fuzzily see here.)


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Thursday, 07/03/2008
Help!

Does anyone have an incredible cake recipe they would care to share with me for Bisousette's birthday next week?

I left a message for my sister to tell me how she is doing, and she hasn't gotten back to me yet.  She has millions of friends and is very busy, but I wish she had a blog, so I could follow along...

 


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Tuesday, 07/01/2008
Good morning

Bisousette had increased testiness right into last Thursday after her brush with illness.  But through the weekend she seemed right back to her normally happy self.  This is a relief, because a fussy near-toddler is a lot harder to manage than a fussy newborn.  22 squirmy pounds is a challenge to lug around compared to 10 compliant ones.

 


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Monday, 06/30/2008
Bookish

I've been reading fiction again, when I get a moment, which isn't as often as you might think.  My head is in more of a place to watch Barefoot Contessa for the sixth time than to read.  Also, if I am reading, the Bisousette likes to remove the book from my hands and tear through the pages herself.  Nevertheless, I've read the following two books in the last two weeks:

"A Room With A View" by E.M. Forster - the movie was such a pleasure, and this book is lovely and relaxing literature.  Girl falls in love with inappropriate but awesome young man and a muddle ensues.  This paragraph is delightful - 

'From her feet the ground sloped sharply into view, and violets ran down in rivulets and streams and cataracts, irrigating the hillside with blue, eddying round the tree stems, collecting into pools in the hollows, covering the grass with spots of azure foam.  But never again were they in such profusion; this terrace was the well-head, the primal source whence beauty gushed out to water the earth.'

This is modern literature - 1908 I think, and before the puzzling yet beautiful more unstructured novels of the high modernists (Virginia Woolf et al).  And while it is written deliberately as an impressionistic painting of words, it is orderly and thoughtful.  I think I prefer this era of literary writers to their descendants.  And now - Cormac McCarthy - I can't even pick up his books.  Too masculine, perhaps.  Too dark.  If you haven't read A Room With a View, pick it up.  You'll feel healthier and educated, but without straining your eyes too much.

Next book! 

The opposite to literature, and I would really care if the Bisousette tore it up, but easy to read while watching Hell's Kitchen -

Confessions of a Shopaholic by some inexplicitly bestselling author.  Heroine has  shopping problem, no redeeming qualities.  Heroine tries to budget unsuccessfully.  Heroine stumbles into fantastic job and bazillionare boyfriend.  Morale is - keep shopping, you'll figure out a way to make more money by lying, presenting yourself as more experienced and knowledgable than you are,  and landing a television gig.  Ugh.


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Sunday, 06/29/2008
Park life

We've been taking the Bisousette to the park every now and again.  She does like seeing the children and doggies and people all about.  She's not fond of sand or slides, so we thought we might try the swings.

She seems to be thinking; "Will this thing hold?"  But it is impossible to tell.  Babies her age babble all sorts of interesting things known only to them.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then we got her swinging, and I'm sure this is her daily barbaric yawp, not abject fear of heights or rubber or mulch or whatever:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At last, she seemed to make some peace with the swing.  Now if only she would pick up her little feet and walk.

 


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Saturday, 06/28/2008
Diet Thoughts

I'm still breastfeeding the little baboo, and that means I get very faint if I don't eat plenty.  It's nature's little way of telling me that dieting is foolish when you are even partially nutritionally supporting a young human.   However, every time I take a step back from breastfeeding (first at nine months when she got good at eating real food, and then at 11 months when I stopped pumping), I've lost about 3-5 pounds lickity split without trying.  My size 12 pants became way too loose the first time, and now the size 10s are starting to be way too loose.  I did split a pair a week ago, but they were size 8 (and I would have lost my sh*t had I split a pair of non single-digit sized pants, because I am vain though still plump at the moment, also they were bought from Kohls for single digit dollars and the thread and material was probably very substandard.  At least that's what I'm telling myself.) 

But she seems to be doing great on cow's milk during the day, so I imagine I'll back off to twice daily feedings (I feed her maybe 4-5 times in 24 hours when I am home most of the day, and 3-4 times if I am off at work) in a couple of weeks.  And then I'll be able to eat properly without collapsing in a faint heap, or begging the receptionist to take a break and go buy me some doritos at work (okay, I've never done that actually, but I've thought about it, and then I go home and eat carbs like it's Mad Max) - and this is when I have breakfast, snack of two cheese sticks + fruit, lunch, and a second snack of 2 cheese sticks plus fruit, or peanut butter and fruit, or you get the picture.  Breakfast is most often cereal (I know) and 1% milk (I'll switch back to skim once I've done feeding the baboo altogether), or bacon and eggs (yum!), and lunch is usually chicken + carb + veggie - though yesterday I hadn't realized I was going to run out of meals and just took a large cooked chicken breast to work for lunch.  The portion sizes are larger than I used to eat.  But I am still starving at the end of the day, to the extent that last night I made 4 dozen oatmeal cookies (MOST of which are now packed in tupperwear).  

But my idea, as I'm supporting the baby less, is to forgo any white flour or white sugar except special occasions, to never allow the evil of high-fructose corn syrup to cross my lips again, and to definitely ban all artifical sweeteners.  I've been better at abstaining from diet coke since I took up serious tea drinking, and for the summer I make a big pitcher of unsweetened iced tea for the fridge every week.   I'm not big on banning dairy unless someone can convince me otherwise (greek yogurt, people - someone convince me to give up greek yogurt - I DARE you.)  I'm also really not drinking much at all without any wine in the house, and not being a big beer drinker except hanging out at sports events or at a party, or with relatives, or if it is a weekday that has a "y" in the name (kidding, I've had one beer in two weeks, and that was at a party).  So that's good.  For giving up diet coke, the best thing besides iced tea are those flavored seltzer waters.   Not the ones with icky artificial sweetners, but the cool polar seltzer in mandarin orange, lime, pomegranate, cranberry, and whatnot.  I pour the seltzer into my tall cut-glass fish glasses with lots of ice and fresh cut-up lime, and my life becomes very posh.

You wouldn't believe how easy it is to avoid major crap food by banning high fructose corn syrup.  I'm not a big food craver or binger, so banning foods really works for me if I'm trying to eat better.  For anyone without emotional issues/cravings about food, my first recommendation would be to ban HFCS, then move forward from there to beautify your diet.  (That reminds me, I have to look at the peanut butter Mr. Bisous buys to see if it has the dreaded stuff in it.  We've been giving Bisousette tastes of it, yeah, peanuts, I know, I'm really not convinced that keeping her peanut free after even 6 months old will make allergies less likely, and it might even make them more likely, so she's getting exposed to it, and either she develops an allergy or she doesn't, but I hate living with neurotic fear about things we don't have much control over, so I'll let her have a great source of healthy fats and protein for her beautiful brain and skin and muscles and bones).  

I may have to start counting calories or something, or cutting carbs more if another 5 pounds doesn't come off after the next two weeks.  But until then, lets hope the weight-loss after breastfeeding gods are still smiling on me. 


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