I Really, Really, Really Don't Like My Children's Stepmother

What did I do to deserve this? I tried really hard to make things a smooth transition. After all, God bless her. I sure as hell don't want him. Matter of fact, I remember when I wished for the day they would get married. My exact thoughts, " You think he's sooooo great, let's see if you like being married to that."


Well...I think I got my answer. Moreover, I think the answer is no! A resounding, "Hell, No!" You know, like the one that Sophia gave the Mayor's wife in The Color Purple. Yeah...that. And, I have the stinkin' suspicion that Step mom's dissatisfaction is being taken out on MY kids.


Can I just start with the fact that she has my recently turned 12-year old doing the laundry for eight people. You heard me, I said eight (8). Oh, and by the way, did I mention that she's a stay-at-home mom. And you know I had to ask, "Do you wash her underwear?" I'm pretty sure that you can guess the answer. I don't even have my daughter wash my dirty drawers. Can you imagine your child washing some other person's underwear. Do you see where I'm going with this....

Shall I mention how she burned out some of my daughter's hair because she was too triflin' to wash it before pressing it with the hot comb. For all my readers who are not familiar with black hair care, that is a big No No. Or how about the fact that she refused to sign my son's homework reading slip because he just happened to make mention of the fact that he wished she wasn't in his life. Any guesses as to why? Hmmmmm....Maybe it's because you suck, Lady!

I guess I could talk about the disparity of treatment and favoritism amongst her biological daughter (their step-sister) and their two, toddler half-brothers. Hey, Heifer! It's not my fault that you chose to ignore birth control as an option. You wanted that big family. Hey, you got it. It's time to deal with it. And, would you like a hint? You don't have the option of treating my children unequally. Sure, I know it probably gets a little overwhelming at times, but unless somebody put a gun to your head, I think you need to get over it. What is it that they say? Be careful what you ask for.

It's beginning to become very clear that someone is pretty, darn miserable. But, I'm soooo sorry to inform you that this is the life YOU chose. That is the man YOU wanted to marry and those are the children that were there BEFORE you. Awww....ain't love grand?

My children are not your slaves. They will not be mistreated. They have a MOM who WILL protect them at all costs. If you have a problem with YOUR husband, I suggest you direct your attention in the right direction. Yeah, you know, Mr. Wonderful. And by the way, wash your own dirty, funky underwear!

Potato Chips AAAAARRGH!!!!!!!

I was out doing fieldwork on Friday when I suddenly had a strong urge for something crunchy. I stopped into a liquor store and thought, maybe I'll just get a small bag of chips. What could be the harm in this? I worked hard this week. I exercised and ate well. Who says that I can't have any chips? Everything in moderation, right?

Well, the problem with me is that once I start eating something that I like it's really, really hard to stop. I love those cheddar jalapeno Cheetos. Mmmmmmm. But, look how many calories in the whole bag. I could just eat some pistachios instead. The whole bag of pistachios was only 160 calories. And, that's good fat, right? But, I just couldn't get those Cheetos out of my head. I wanted them. I wanted them bad! What are my other chip options? I got it....chili cheese Fritos. OMG...That's even worse. Look at the sodium in those chips. Okay, maybe Lays....BBQ Lays. That's a little better. The Limon is even better. Maybe I should just forget the chips altogether. What about some cookies? Grandmas? Absolutely not. Out of the question. I'd be better of getting the chips.

I wonder how long I've been in the store. Maybe if I look for something to drink, that will give the moment a chance to pass. I can't believe that I'm stressing this bad over some chips. I can't even concentrate enough to decide what I want to drink. That's it! I'm getting the Cheetos.

I started heading for the cash register with pistachios and chips in hand. I hurriedly threw the chips on the rack and paid for the nuts. Whew! I did it. I can't believe I made it out of there without buying the chips. I feel like a hero. Only one problem...what happens the next time?

Time to add some weight

Things are getting a little better. I'm down to 162.4. Boy, this is taking forever. That Superbowl Cruise really set me back. But, I had to start doing something different. I started working out with weights. Working my legs and arms, and I'm noticing that even though the pounds don't seem to be fallin' off, I can tell that the inches are. Therefore, the pounds are sure to follow. With a little bit more motivation, I'll be mixing up the cardio and the weights. Sorry to keep it short today, but I'm headed to the gym....

Now We're Talking

Down two whole pounds (Yay!). I know that this just happens to be the two pounds that I gained last week, but I'll take it. And, I'm even happier to know that I lost the weight while PMSing, and you know how hard that is to do. I have managed to work out daily. If I don't go to the gym, then I use the Wii Fit and excercise at home. I've invested in Jillian's Fitness Ultimatum. Definitely worth the $39.99. You can do everything from jogging to monkey bars to a grenade toss. The only downside (and I'm sure this is due to someone's sadistic nature) is that once you start the activity, you can't end it until your specified time limit is up. If you do, it won't record the workout. Believe me... it happened to me twice. I guess they don't want to give you a reason not to finish the workout. At any rate, I'm getting some excercise in daily. We'll see what this week brings.

+1.6

Okay, where the Hell did I go wrong... I think that I did fairly well this week. I did a sort of okay tracking my meals and didn't stray too much to the dark side as far as eating things that were bad for me. Moreover, I worked out about four times this week. Please tell me that this is some sick joke that I've gained 1.6 lbs. I am so frustrated. I know that this weight influx may be due to the fact that I've been working out, but I'm sooooooo sorry if I want to see my efforts reflected on the scale. I think that I may seriously have to reconsider joining Weight Watchers. I really must lose 10 lbs by the end of the month. I know that is a little bit ridiculous. At this point, I'll take 5. Anything. Urgh!!!!!!

20 lbs. to go...

Total that is - So, I am going on the Super Bowl cruise in February 2009. Therefore, I have to, and I mean have to lose 10 pounds by the end of this month. For the last two days it appears that I'm off to a good start. I've been in the gym. Started slow. Today was a good workout day. Worked out for an hour and even relaxed in the sauna. But, there is no doubt about the fact that I'm gonna have to step it up. My eating was okay. Could have been better. Fell off the Pinkberry wagon. But that's not really so bad. I think it had more to do with the sweet potato fries and the mini turkey burgers. Trying to eat out while eating healthy is an oxymoron. Weighed in at 164.4 this morning.