I now have further proof that I am not just another mother singing her child's praises. Last night my daughter won two awards for choir. Both of these medals she received by a majority vote of her peers.
1. Best Solo Performance.
2. Soprano Leader.
Have I already mentioned what a terrific daughter I have? Medals or not, she rocks the house!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
On My Own
The other night we went to the final choir concert of the year for our daughter. She informed us the night before the concert that she had a solo part. What? Um, what is the solo? What are you singing? It's from Les Mis, she says. And then I start to think, uh oh.
I've been to a few concerts this year and to be truthful, its junior high and I'm not sure why I expect more than I get. However, the younger choir really is better than the older, more practiced choir, and that is no lie.
I know my daughter likes to sing, so she rates high in enthusiasm.
I asked her to please sing her solo part for her father and me. She was a bit embarrassed. I assured her that we would look away.
She then proceeded to sing the first few lines of On My Own. She sounded ok, nothing better or worse than what I've heard all year. Ok, just typing this out makes me feel like a real heel for not being more complimentary of my own daughter. But, I'll redeem myself, you'll see.
We invited grandma and grandpa J. down to Payson to see the show. It was just the choir, which was good. When they do all the bands, and guitars, and orchestra and the choirs, it is just too much!
Anyway....I digress. We went into the little lunch room/auditorium and the Les Mis medley was the last bit of the concert. Her part was what I think is part of the chorus, but they had her sing this first:
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him 'til morning
Without him, I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me.
I wish I had video taped this. I have no excuse. I don't think about it, I just go to these things and it doesn't even occur to me that I should be documenting this on tape. WHAT WAS I THINKING?
My daughter sounded absolutely beautiful. I cried and cried. I was a complete mess. A lot of those kids get scared and sound timid, not my girl! She was confident! Her voice was gorgeous!
I'm not saying I'm expecting a recording contract at our door, but I was so, so, so proud of her. She did so well I cannot even tell you.
Even now I'm getting all choked up thinking about her and that performance. And now that I just asked her what lines she sang again, she is upstairs singing them in the shower. A-MAZE-ING.
I've been to a few concerts this year and to be truthful, its junior high and I'm not sure why I expect more than I get. However, the younger choir really is better than the older, more practiced choir, and that is no lie.
I know my daughter likes to sing, so she rates high in enthusiasm.
I asked her to please sing her solo part for her father and me. She was a bit embarrassed. I assured her that we would look away.
She then proceeded to sing the first few lines of On My Own. She sounded ok, nothing better or worse than what I've heard all year. Ok, just typing this out makes me feel like a real heel for not being more complimentary of my own daughter. But, I'll redeem myself, you'll see.
We invited grandma and grandpa J. down to Payson to see the show. It was just the choir, which was good. When they do all the bands, and guitars, and orchestra and the choirs, it is just too much!
Anyway....I digress. We went into the little lunch room/auditorium and the Les Mis medley was the last bit of the concert. Her part was what I think is part of the chorus, but they had her sing this first:
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him 'til morning
Without him, I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me.
I wish I had video taped this. I have no excuse. I don't think about it, I just go to these things and it doesn't even occur to me that I should be documenting this on tape. WHAT WAS I THINKING?
My daughter sounded absolutely beautiful. I cried and cried. I was a complete mess. A lot of those kids get scared and sound timid, not my girl! She was confident! Her voice was gorgeous!
I'm not saying I'm expecting a recording contract at our door, but I was so, so, so proud of her. She did so well I cannot even tell you.
Even now I'm getting all choked up thinking about her and that performance. And now that I just asked her what lines she sang again, she is upstairs singing them in the shower. A-MAZE-ING.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Why I Haven't Posted Pictures
I've received some requests to post pictures of myself now that I've lost 40 lbs. There are a few reasons why I haven't posted any pictures. The explanation is kind of convoluted so bear with me.
After my hysterectomy in Dec of 2006 I joined Weight Watchers. I lost about 30 lbs and then in the fall of 2007 I went back to school and spent the next 9 months getting my degree and putting the 30 lbs back on. By the time I graduated I had hit not my all time high, but pretty close to it. So, I've already lost and gained 30 pounds. And a lot of you saw that.
Now that I am 40 lbs down I feel like some of you saw me at 30 lbs down already and you wouldn't see a difference. Make sense?
Miss Becky: Since you'll see me at the wedding in a month or so, I'm going to just fill your head with super fat shots of myself. That way when you do see me, the change might be somewhat dramatic. (Ok, not very dramatic, but I can always hope, right?) So here they are, fat shots.
Oh my! I cannot even believe the size of my ...... UGH!
After my hysterectomy in Dec of 2006 I joined Weight Watchers. I lost about 30 lbs and then in the fall of 2007 I went back to school and spent the next 9 months getting my degree and putting the 30 lbs back on. By the time I graduated I had hit not my all time high, but pretty close to it. So, I've already lost and gained 30 pounds. And a lot of you saw that.
Now that I am 40 lbs down I feel like some of you saw me at 30 lbs down already and you wouldn't see a difference. Make sense?
Miss Becky: Since you'll see me at the wedding in a month or so, I'm going to just fill your head with super fat shots of myself. That way when you do see me, the change might be somewhat dramatic. (Ok, not very dramatic, but I can always hope, right?) So here they are, fat shots.
Oh my! I cannot even believe the size of my ...... UGH!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Various and Sundry
I got somewhat officially diagnosed with tendinitis of my Achilles heel on Friday. We have a friend who is a PA and he pretty much verified what I already knew. And, he advised me to stop working out so hard. He recommended a bike. Ugh. I don't have a bike. We have a couple of old rusty bikes that are hanging in our garage, but....
Instead I just keep walking, but slower and definitely NO running. Bummer. I miss running and the feeling I get when I do it. I also think my house is going to be a lot cleaner because you can burn some serious calories with housecleaning and I don't irritate my heel.
In other news: My sunburn is finally feeling better today. I had H. lather on some serious Eucerin cream yesterday and that seems to have helped.
I finally reached 40 pounds off....finally. I have so far to go still, but that 40 pound hurdle seemed like it was never going to come. I credit my bodybugg, as well as my own sheer will to keep moving every day until I reach my calorie burned goal.
Instead I just keep walking, but slower and definitely NO running. Bummer. I miss running and the feeling I get when I do it. I also think my house is going to be a lot cleaner because you can burn some serious calories with housecleaning and I don't irritate my heel.
In other news: My sunburn is finally feeling better today. I had H. lather on some serious Eucerin cream yesterday and that seems to have helped.
I finally reached 40 pounds off....finally. I have so far to go still, but that 40 pound hurdle seemed like it was never going to come. I credit my bodybugg, as well as my own sheer will to keep moving every day until I reach my calorie burned goal.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
The Plunge
I took the plunge, with the blessing of my husband, and got myself a bodybugg. I believe I've mentioned this little unit before, but I finally got one and we are now calling the bodybugg my Mother's Day gift.
Here is what my bugg looks like:
My bugg tracks calories burned. After I've worn the little unit for a while on the backside of my left arm I can plug it into my computer and download my info. I can see how many calories I burn as I sit around, how many I burn when doing laundry, gardening, or exercise. This thing rocks and I have great plans for serious weight loss!
The bugg has a goal for calories burned, calorie intake, and a calorie deficit. My deficit goal is 1000 every day, which will average me out to a 2 pound weight loss every week.
You see, my surgery helps me not to binge....but it doesn't make me want to exercise. And I can still overeat the wrong kinds of foods. I've been doing great on my own, but the progress is a bit slow. Hopefully I can ramp up my losses and get this show on the road already!
Here is what my bugg looks like:
My bugg tracks calories burned. After I've worn the little unit for a while on the backside of my left arm I can plug it into my computer and download my info. I can see how many calories I burn as I sit around, how many I burn when doing laundry, gardening, or exercise. This thing rocks and I have great plans for serious weight loss!
The bugg has a goal for calories burned, calorie intake, and a calorie deficit. My deficit goal is 1000 every day, which will average me out to a 2 pound weight loss every week.
You see, my surgery helps me not to binge....but it doesn't make me want to exercise. And I can still overeat the wrong kinds of foods. I've been doing great on my own, but the progress is a bit slow. Hopefully I can ramp up my losses and get this show on the road already!
Monday, May 11, 2009
No Good Deed...
Harold and I had the bright idea to do some yard work on Saturday. The past few Saturdays have been rainy and I heard TONS of complaints about it. Last week I told H. that maybe the Lord was blessing us with rain so that we would get a free pass from yard work for another week before yard work season began. I had no idea how RIGHT I was.
We spent HOURS on Saturday weeding and planting. Apparently I was exposing my backside during the entire event because I ended up with a sunburn in an elliptical shape on my back. Because I like to educate my readers every now and then, here is the shape of an ellipse.
This picture is perfect because it shows the size and shape of my backside sunburn in red and the size and shape of H.s sunburn in green. Yes, we have matching sunburns.
I do not believe I have EVER exposed the small of my back to the sun, EVER! I cannot sleep on my back, I cannot sit, and most importantly, I could not run today. I started, for a brief moment, and the repeated jarring and rubbing from my clothes made jogging a complete no-no.
Ouch people!
Also, I have the strangest pain in my left Achilles. I spent a lot of time bent at the waist pulling weeds. You would think my back would hurt (the muscles, not the skin), but my heel?
On a brighter note: Mother's Day was extremely pleasant and I was very moved at church. I had a terrific M-day. It wasn't about the presents or the cards, or the Hershey's bar I got at church and snarfed behind the piano during Primary. It was due to a thoughtful husband and loving children.
We spent HOURS on Saturday weeding and planting. Apparently I was exposing my backside during the entire event because I ended up with a sunburn in an elliptical shape on my back. Because I like to educate my readers every now and then, here is the shape of an ellipse.
This picture is perfect because it shows the size and shape of my backside sunburn in red and the size and shape of H.s sunburn in green. Yes, we have matching sunburns.
I do not believe I have EVER exposed the small of my back to the sun, EVER! I cannot sleep on my back, I cannot sit, and most importantly, I could not run today. I started, for a brief moment, and the repeated jarring and rubbing from my clothes made jogging a complete no-no.
Ouch people!
Also, I have the strangest pain in my left Achilles. I spent a lot of time bent at the waist pulling weeds. You would think my back would hurt (the muscles, not the skin), but my heel?
On a brighter note: Mother's Day was extremely pleasant and I was very moved at church. I had a terrific M-day. It wasn't about the presents or the cards, or the Hershey's bar I got at church and snarfed behind the piano during Primary. It was due to a thoughtful husband and loving children.
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