Oh, the irony!


Here are the three books that are sitting on my bedside table:

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What’s ironic? I just lost my voice.

Last chance to Just Dance (2)


This post is an update of my Just Dance 2 contest announcement. Please see all details, legal gibber-gabber and contest rules on the original post. I’ve closed comments here since you need to head over there to enter the contest anyway.



I’ve had a hard time getting off my butt lately—oh sure, I was running all summer (and probably nauseating all the non-runners with my “did 3.2 miles this morning!” tweets), and even tackled the 30 Day Shred a few times (for much, much less than 30 days, btw).

But, I’ve lost that loving feeling for working up a sweat, preferring instead my laptop, bad reality TV and chocolate.

But, Just Dance 2 may just be the ticket to get me moving again. No, I’m not getting the workout I’d get lacing up my running shoes and hitting the pavement, but it gets my blood going, makes me laugh and, when I do it with my kids, makes me realize that they inherited their father’s dancing gene (that is a good thing, trust me).

I love the music, especially Ke-dollarsign-sha’s Tick Tock which thankfully bleeps out some of the choicer words, though it isn’t fooling my nine year old at all who smirks her “I know what she really says” smile. Hold me.

So, take this post as a reminder that if you want to win your very own copy of Just Dance 2 for the Wii, you need to hop back to this post and leave a comment with the name of the first song you’d pick from the Just Dance 2 lineup. And if you really like to win stuff, check out all the other awesome bloggers who are involved in giving away loads of other great Ubisoft games.

Just do it before December 3rd when a winner will be picked!

Thankful to have moved to a new chapter


I have a lot to give thanks for today, though one of the biggest things will not be discussed around the dinner table. But, she’ll be sitting right there, surrounded by her brother, sister, two adoring cousins and the rest of the family.

I have written a little about what went on this spring and summer, when my vibrant oldest child suddenly stopped eating after getting sick in public with another friend’s family. But, those months seem almost surreal now.


From a fear of food making her sick again, it became a fear of being away from me, and then a fear of leaving the house. It was sudden, shocking, sometimes violent and very scary.

We were lucky, though. We were able to get good help fast, help that is still there to talk to when we need it. We were able to put a common, much less scary name on it: Anxiety.

I have come to understand that her anxiety is probably like the anxiety that bubbles up in me far too often, but as a child, she doesn’t know how to cope with it as well as I (or perhaps I have just found less visible signs of coping: grinding teeth, pacing, crying while driving so the kids can’t see, shutting down to everyone around me when I need to focus, focus, focus or the world will spin out of control.)

Things are not “back to normal”, though who knows what normal is anymore? But, I do know that she can eat again. She will play with friends. She laughs and explores and runs and tells funny stories, and I’m pretty sure anyone who sees her now would never know how tough things were in the middle of the year.

For all of this, I am so very thankful.

May you have much to be thankful for this Thanksgiving as well.