So yesterday I wrote about how I wanted to lose 15 lbs. By some coincidence, an ad popped up on the side of Facebook today that said, "Want to lose 15 lbs?"
I have another blog about a medical issue I'm going through right now. Every time I put up a new post, the ads on Facebook start hitting a little too close to home.
I'm torn. On the one hand I feel incredibly violated and think I should wash my hands of Facebook. On the other hand, I enjoy keeping up with friends and family on Facebook. At the very least, I'm going to have to look more closely at the privacy settings.
So to test my theory that Facebook is tracking my other online activity, I'm going to put some strange keywords down below to see if there is any correlation with the ads that pop up in the next few days. Here it goes:
- erectile dysfunction
- diapers
- leather furniture
- stephen king
- sinus infections
Let the test begin!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I stand corrected
The Spiderman lunch box made its way home safely. The little guy had not given it away to a kid in his class. I feel so bad for thinking that, but he was acting so strangely.
Bad mom. Very bad mom.
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In other news, I completed my very first triathlon last Saturday. It was a mini one, but it was still a good physical challenge. I'm happy to report that I didn't drown. In fact, the swim went amazingly well. All of that pool training really paid off. My swim time was pretty slow, but it was only a very small part of a much larger race. As the lady behind me in the start line said, "You can make up your swim time while changing into your shoes." And she was right! Being fast in the transition zones made a big difference to your overall time.
To keep up the momentum I'll be competing in the marathon 10 km race this coming Saturday. I did a long run on Sunday to prove to myself that I could actually make it to the finish line. The triathlon training must have really helped because I wasn't even stiff the next day.
Since I'm on a fitness kick (did I mention I was taking tennis lessons too?) I've decided to make some changes to my diet too. I'd like to lose between 15 and 20 lbs between now and my birthday in September. It shouldn't be too hard if I keep up my activity level and cut back on the carbs (I'm a total carb junkie). I weighed in this morning and just about cried. How did I gain so much weight?????
Wish me luck!
Bad mom. Very bad mom.
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In other news, I completed my very first triathlon last Saturday. It was a mini one, but it was still a good physical challenge. I'm happy to report that I didn't drown. In fact, the swim went amazingly well. All of that pool training really paid off. My swim time was pretty slow, but it was only a very small part of a much larger race. As the lady behind me in the start line said, "You can make up your swim time while changing into your shoes." And she was right! Being fast in the transition zones made a big difference to your overall time.
To keep up the momentum I'll be competing in the marathon 10 km race this coming Saturday. I did a long run on Sunday to prove to myself that I could actually make it to the finish line. The triathlon training must have really helped because I wasn't even stiff the next day.
Since I'm on a fitness kick (did I mention I was taking tennis lessons too?) I've decided to make some changes to my diet too. I'd like to lose between 15 and 20 lbs between now and my birthday in September. It shouldn't be too hard if I keep up my activity level and cut back on the carbs (I'm a total carb junkie). I weighed in this morning and just about cried. How did I gain so much weight?????
Wish me luck!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Baby Eagle cam
One of my colleagues sent me a link to this live web cam of an eagle's nest.
There is a newborn baby eagle in the nest along with an unhatched egg. I was told that the other egg isn't going to hatch. Normally the parents throw any unhatched eggs out of the nest, but not this time. The baby eagle is VERY attached to the egg. He/she often sits on it and snuggles up to it. It's very cute! I think the mother bird doesn't have the heart to toss the egg out of the nest.
The little guy would sit and watch the live cam for hours if I let him. He's absolutely fascinated with all of the activity going on in the nest. We tune in several times a day to see what the family is up to. Often we see the mom feeding or snuggling with the baby (she's a very loving and dedicated mommy). Sometimes they sit and talk to each other.
It's a real lesson in nature!
There is a newborn baby eagle in the nest along with an unhatched egg. I was told that the other egg isn't going to hatch. Normally the parents throw any unhatched eggs out of the nest, but not this time. The baby eagle is VERY attached to the egg. He/she often sits on it and snuggles up to it. It's very cute! I think the mother bird doesn't have the heart to toss the egg out of the nest.
The little guy would sit and watch the live cam for hours if I let him. He's absolutely fascinated with all of the activity going on in the nest. We tune in several times a day to see what the family is up to. Often we see the mom feeding or snuggling with the baby (she's a very loving and dedicated mommy). Sometimes they sit and talk to each other.
It's a real lesson in nature!
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Who do you love?
The little guy was mad at his caregiver for giving him a time out. Even though he totally deserved it!
Hubby told him that he shouldn't be mad at her, to which he responded "I don't like C-C because she gave me a time out."
"That's not a very nice thing to say. You love C-C."
"No I don't," he insisted, still mad.
"I bet you do. Just like I bet you love SM (his best buddy at daycare)"
"Well....sometimes."
"Do you love A-R (the little girl from daycare who he tells us he's going to marry)?"
"Well....Sometimes."
"What about JJ (C-C's husband)?"
"Well....sometimes."
When asked if he loved C-C's two drop dead gorgeous daughters he said, without a moment's hesitation, "Yes!!!!"
Hubby told him that he shouldn't be mad at her, to which he responded "I don't like C-C because she gave me a time out."
"That's not a very nice thing to say. You love C-C."
"No I don't," he insisted, still mad.
"I bet you do. Just like I bet you love SM (his best buddy at daycare)"
"Well....sometimes."
"Do you love A-R (the little girl from daycare who he tells us he's going to marry)?"
"Well....Sometimes."
"What about JJ (C-C's husband)?"
"Well....sometimes."
When asked if he loved C-C's two drop dead gorgeous daughters he said, without a moment's hesitation, "Yes!!!!"
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Kids can be so cruel
I didn't realize it could start so young. A couple of months ago, the little guy came home looking all sad. When I asked him what was the matter he said, "E said he doesn't want to be my friend."
E is the most popular boy in his class. He's adorable. He's outgoing. He's into superheros. And there is just something about him that makes him the envy of all of Junior Kindergarten. One day when I was volunteering at the school I watched the kids greet E as he entered the playground. They got all giddy and excited. "E's here," they announced and then swarmed around him like teenaged girls at a rock concert. E knows he's a star. So to be told that E doesn't want to be your friend is the ultimate rejection.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I was telling E about how our car broke down and we needed to get a tow truck and he 'You!!! Stop talking!'"
"That wasn't very nice," I said.
"Yeah and he said, 'I don't want to be your friend. I only want to be friends with M' (another boy in their class)."
The little guy didn't know what to say or do so he moped all day long. I tried to reassure him that E probably didn't really mean it.
"If he says something like that again, you could tell him that hurts your feelings," I suggested.
"Sometimes E lets me sit with him on the bus," he said. This just made me so angry. Maybe I'm overreacting. After all, they are only in JK, but can a 4-year old really have that much power over other kids? They need to have permission to sit next to him on the bus?
Then, the other day he tells me that he wants us to help him make a "light saver" for E. E has been admiring his homemade Star Wars light saber and has decided he wants one too. Almost every day he asks us to make one for E to which we reply. When we say no he gets upset.
"But I said I would make him one!"
Last week the little guy "lost" his Spiderman lunch box. This was one of his most treasured possessions. Yet he seems rather nonchalant about the fact that it is missing. Whenever I ask him about it, he's quick to change the subject. Call me suspicious but I wouldn't be at all surprised if I saw E walking into class with a Spiderman lunch box the next time I'm at the school.
So that's E. He's as innocent as can be compared to a bigger girl that the little guy likes to hang out with at the park.
The girl literally stalks him and his friends on the playground trying to provoke them into behaving badly. And the second they retaliate she burst into tears and goes crying to daddy about how the boys have hurt her feelings. The little guy and his buddies are always the bad guys and she is always the innocent victim. Are her parents completely blind?
This same girl pointed at the little guy yesterday and turned to her friend and said, "I'm not friends with him" Luckily he doesn't seem to notice how terrible she is to him. But as a parent I can't help feeling outraged!
Who knew that this sort of thing happened at such a young age?
E is the most popular boy in his class. He's adorable. He's outgoing. He's into superheros. And there is just something about him that makes him the envy of all of Junior Kindergarten. One day when I was volunteering at the school I watched the kids greet E as he entered the playground. They got all giddy and excited. "E's here," they announced and then swarmed around him like teenaged girls at a rock concert. E knows he's a star. So to be told that E doesn't want to be your friend is the ultimate rejection.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I was telling E about how our car broke down and we needed to get a tow truck and he 'You!!! Stop talking!'"
"That wasn't very nice," I said.
"Yeah and he said, 'I don't want to be your friend. I only want to be friends with M' (another boy in their class)."
The little guy didn't know what to say or do so he moped all day long. I tried to reassure him that E probably didn't really mean it.
"If he says something like that again, you could tell him that hurts your feelings," I suggested.
"Sometimes E lets me sit with him on the bus," he said. This just made me so angry. Maybe I'm overreacting. After all, they are only in JK, but can a 4-year old really have that much power over other kids? They need to have permission to sit next to him on the bus?
Then, the other day he tells me that he wants us to help him make a "light saver" for E. E has been admiring his homemade Star Wars light saber and has decided he wants one too. Almost every day he asks us to make one for E to which we reply. When we say no he gets upset.
"But I said I would make him one!"
Last week the little guy "lost" his Spiderman lunch box. This was one of his most treasured possessions. Yet he seems rather nonchalant about the fact that it is missing. Whenever I ask him about it, he's quick to change the subject. Call me suspicious but I wouldn't be at all surprised if I saw E walking into class with a Spiderman lunch box the next time I'm at the school.
So that's E. He's as innocent as can be compared to a bigger girl that the little guy likes to hang out with at the park.
The girl literally stalks him and his friends on the playground trying to provoke them into behaving badly. And the second they retaliate she burst into tears and goes crying to daddy about how the boys have hurt her feelings. The little guy and his buddies are always the bad guys and she is always the innocent victim. Are her parents completely blind?
This same girl pointed at the little guy yesterday and turned to her friend and said, "I'm not friends with him" Luckily he doesn't seem to notice how terrible she is to him. But as a parent I can't help feeling outraged!
Who knew that this sort of thing happened at such a young age?
Monday, May 10, 2010
Happy Mother's Day!
The day before Mother's Day I was rudely awakened at 5:30 am with yelling, screaming, whining etc...
After little Mr. Grouch settled down, I had a little heart to heart with him.
"It's Mother's Day tomorrow," I told him.
"Can I give you your present tomorrow?" he asked, excitedly. (He'd been hiding my gift for a few days and desperately wanted to give it to me). All the waiting was killing him.
"Yes, tomorrow you can give me the present," I told him. "And you know what else?"
"What?" he asked, eagerly.
"Because it's Mother's Day you have to let Mommy sleep in. That's what kids do for their Mommies on Mother's Day."
"But....But....who is going to get up with me?" he asked.
"You can quietly come into Mommy and Daddy's room and watch cartoons," I told him. "But you can't be loud and you can't bug me."
"But who can I bug to make me breakfast?" he asked.
"You can either make your own breakfast or you can bug daddy," I replied.
"Okay, Mom."
Yesterday, true to his word, I didn't hear so much as a peep out of him. He quietly snuck into bed with us and snoozed for a while, and then got up and watched a show. When he got hungry, he tiptoed over to dad's side of the bed and said, "Dad, mom said I could bug you to make me breakfast." :-)
That in itself was the best Mother's Day present ever! A close second were the giant tulip card with "I love you" written across it and the plasticine garden he made for me. They are both being displayed with pride.
After little Mr. Grouch settled down, I had a little heart to heart with him.
"It's Mother's Day tomorrow," I told him.
"Can I give you your present tomorrow?" he asked, excitedly. (He'd been hiding my gift for a few days and desperately wanted to give it to me). All the waiting was killing him.
"Yes, tomorrow you can give me the present," I told him. "And you know what else?"
"What?" he asked, eagerly.
"Because it's Mother's Day you have to let Mommy sleep in. That's what kids do for their Mommies on Mother's Day."
"But....But....who is going to get up with me?" he asked.
"You can quietly come into Mommy and Daddy's room and watch cartoons," I told him. "But you can't be loud and you can't bug me."
"But who can I bug to make me breakfast?" he asked.
"You can either make your own breakfast or you can bug daddy," I replied.
"Okay, Mom."
Yesterday, true to his word, I didn't hear so much as a peep out of him. He quietly snuck into bed with us and snoozed for a while, and then got up and watched a show. When he got hungry, he tiptoed over to dad's side of the bed and said, "Dad, mom said I could bug you to make me breakfast." :-)
That in itself was the best Mother's Day present ever! A close second were the giant tulip card with "I love you" written across it and the plasticine garden he made for me. They are both being displayed with pride.
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