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40 Things Before 40
While sitting around the campfire tonight, we talked briefly about the bucket list. I don’t really have a bucket list, but I do spend a fair amount of time thinking of things I would like to do before I um, you know, pass.
This isn’t necessarily a bucket list, because? Hello? I’m already 36 and these are things I’d like to do before I’m forty, not before I’m dead but it’s certainly a list of things I’d like to accomplish before I have the birthday that comes after the thirty-ninth.
And just before the one that starts with forty and ends with one.
1. Give up my love of lists.
2. Lose a lot! of weight.
3. Learn HTML code.
4. Go to Australia with McDaddy
5. Get a full ten-hour night of uninterrupted sleep (without waking to pee!)
6. See a Broadway Show
7. Share McDaddy’s love of off-roading without irrational fear or panic attack.
8. Own a Saturn Sky even if only for a short time.
9. Purchase the empty lot beside of our house so that McDaddy can have the garage of his dreams.
10. Finish the basement. I mean completely finished and mess cleaned up!
11. A new deck (We need one sooner rather than later or else we’ll have our very own drop zone!)
12. Worry less.
13. Get a full night of uninterrupted sleep.
What?
I already said that. Yes, I know. I’m just reminding you!
14. Go to the dentist and get a good report without getting the dreaded floss lesson. (Which means I should actually floss each. and. every. single. day. Thankyouverymuch!)
15. Visit Alaska
16. Worry Less
17. Get off blood pressure medicine. This could probably happen by achieving at least seven of the items on this list.
18. Declutterize our house completely!
19. Learn how to start the lawn-mower. Not cause I really want to mow, but, because its the responsible thing to do.
20. Find the perfect bra. Why is that we can put a man on the moon, but we can’t make a bra for every woman’s size and body shape that is comfortable?
21. Actually pay attention every. time. someone. speaks. to. me. {Huh, what did you say?}
22. Learn how to make a perfect batch of no-bake cookies just like my daddy!
23. Read the Bible allthewaythrough.
24. Have a really easy, great haircut that is easy to style.
25. Be free of my addiction of caffeinated Beverages {Could someone warn the folks at Dr. Pepper that in four short
years there could be a slight decline in monthly sales}.
26. Get rid of everything in our house that has not been touched for a year.
27. Let my boys be – BOYS. Without fear of injury or something worse!
28. Learn more about stuff I know nothing about. Knowledge regarding things like stocks and HTML Code could be very helpful to me some day!
29. Cook more. {Enough said}.
30. Buy flowers for spring and keep them alive all summer by watering them instead of depending on prayer and God to bring them back to life.
31. Find the perfect purse. I have purchased at least twenty perfect purses, yet, they find their way to the bottom of the purse pile when the next ’perfect’ one hops off the shelf and onto my arm.
32. Get rid of stuff in the loft that we have not touched since we moved here seven years ago. {Anybody out there have a need for old diaries or one or two or twenty backpacks?}
33. Do every. single. thing. on my long term To-Do List. Or just shred the list.
34. Be caught up on scrapbooks with NO pictures in the pending basket. After all, someday these boys will be grown and may actually want to take them when they leave.
35. Think. Before. I. Speak. {Sweet Hallelujah, is it possible?}
36. Take the boys to Lake Powell to spend a week on a houseboat. We’ve made this trip twice – before kids, mind you – and it is the most relaxing vacation in one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever visited.
37. Have patience.
38. Successfully back the van into the garage on the first try. It’s been seven years – and every single time I back in crooked I think about the fact that the guy who built it, (ahem! Glen) designed it just off center. I’m sure his botched calculations are the root of the problem.
39. Lose FIVE! sizes. And never find them again as long as I shall live!
40. Change my freakin’ attitude about things I have no control over.
WHEW! It’s a really good thing I have three years, five months, and nine days to get this all figured out. I am no doubt going to be a busy girl.
What about you? Anything you’d like to do before you hit your next ‘milestone’?
Talk amongst yourselves!
Four Days A Month
If you’ve spent any amount of time around here at Inmates, Inc. you know that I’ve started the great weight-loss effort of 2010.
Which happens to be a continuation of the great weigh-loss effort of 2008.
Or something like that.
For the next seventeen seconds, do me a favor and forget that little tidbit?
Because this thing that “works for me” um, only works for me four days a month.
If you get what I’m sayin’.
It is delightful.
It might even be sinful.
The next time you invite the girls over for a gab session, you might want to pick one of these suckers up.

Because they are easy.
And the are delicious. And undoubtedlychock full of calories. That Edward sure does know how to make a pie.
And his pies work for me.
At least four days a month.
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Just Some Random Stuff I Learned This Week
You know the days of which I speak.
The day where your iPhone freezes (and you are sure it is deader than 4′oclock), you lose a diamond out of your (4 month old) wedding ring while having it cleaned at the jeweler – who refuses to assume responsibility thank you very much, and your van decides it can go no faster than 60 mph (once you’re in the fast lane on the interstate mind you).
Like I said. One of those days.
Being ever so optimistic though, I am confident that tomorrow will be a better day.
It has to be, right?
Yes, I hope so too.
Now, for the very random list of things I learned this week, in no particular order,
- While there are three coke machines on the ground floor of the Nationwide Arena in Columbus, you can expect them to be turned off because they would prefer that you spent $4.00 on a 20 ounce soft drink as opposed to $1.25 from the machine.
Sorry saps.
- My new roomba talks.
It scared the soup out of me because I had no idea the thing could talk. It said, and I quote, “It is time to clean the filters.”
- It took me forever and a day to order checks this time around because I wanted plain, easy to read checks as opposed to the crazy busy checks I ordered last time.
Old age is creeping in…
- iPod on the iPhone + Words With Friends on the iPhone = Very little battery life
- If your stinkin’ eyelashes are driving you insane sticking together, you might try purchasing new mascara to replace the expired crap you’re putting on your eyes.
Pure aggravation.
- If you are doing your best to lose weight, you should not, under any circumstances have one of these suckers in your fridge.

Because it will smirk at you each time you open the fridge.
And mock you.
And tease you.
It will also melt in your darn mouth.
- If you play it in the right position on the Words With Friends game board, you can expect the word ‘reflex’ to yield a record number of points.

-Maksim Chmerkovskiy is all that.
And a big friggin’ bag of chips.
How’s that for random?
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What I Learned This Week [At The Gym]
Yesterday, I was on the elliptical machine at the Y, listening to my iPod, minding my own business. That is, minding my business as much as one can at a gym. The fact is that I don’t really like to talk when I’m gettin’ my grove on at the gym.For starters, I am typically experiencing labored breathing which makes it difficult to talk. And, second of all, I just want to put in my time and get out of there because I am a sweaty, stinky, mess. But, as hard as I try to block out all that is going on around me, the fact is that I usually know exactly who is beside me, how fast they are going on their machine and usually what they are wearing.
Because that’s how I roll.
What can I say, I’ve got a busy-body gene.
So, after fifteen minutes of time misery were finished on the elliptical, I moved to my favorite apparatus, the stationary bike. It happens to be my favorite because I can put in 4.5 miles in the same fifteen minutes that it takes me to do 1.3 miles on the elliptical. And between me and my math skills, I figure 4.5 miles is better than 1.3.
That, and, because I can sit and play words with friends. Oh, and because it gives me a straight view of the crazy people contortionists who stretch before beginning their work out.
So, I get on the bike and start pedalling.
Nothing.
I pedal faster.
Still nothing.
I grab my keys, my water, my magazine and my towel and I move to the next bike.
After about ten minutes, a young girl and her friend walked over to the bikes. One of the girls did some pre-trial stretching and then mounted the bike.
I should have warned her it did not work.
But I did not.
Because I was minding my own business.
She pedalled and pedalled, but nothing happened.
So, she stopped pedalling and moved on.
After that, I moved to the treadmill.
I hate the treadmill.
Mostly because I am a klutz and because there is a high possibility that I might lose my balance and tumble off the back of the thing.
Don’t think I haven’t thought about.
And plotted my story if it does happen.
Anyway.
I pushed the required buttons, and the thing began to roll.
A few minutes later, an older guy walked over to the treadmill beside of me. He had all kinds of mess going on. Between the Olympic-style stretches, the iPod adjusting, and then some pulse-checking, it was hard to keep up. He then climbed aboard the SS Treadmill. He punched some buttons, then turned around.
Backwards.
Ahem.
Yes, I said backwards. Obviously, he meant business.
I was in a perfect position to see this joker in the event that he wiped out.
And I watched intently.
As intently as I could without losing my footing and wreaking havoc in the gym.
Mr. Olympic man bent his legs slightly and began walking backwards.
I was totally impressed and contemplated giving him a thumbs up.
Instead, I reached for my water bottle and took a drink. And, pretended I knew nothing of his reversed position on the treadmill.
After placing the water bottle back in the little holder, I carefully placed the lid on top of the bottle. The lid fell onto the belt and I quickly hopped off of the belt, spread my legs and jumped up on the side bars which almost caused me to tumble.
Oh, snap! The whole thing had to be impressive.
I pulled the emergency stopping mechanism and backed slowly off of the thing in search of that friggin lid. I was afraid the lid would fall in the groove between the belt and the side bar causing the belt to stop.
I found the lid against the stair master behind the treadmill.
As I stand there amazed that I didn’t break the treadmill… or my neck, I looked around to see if anyone else might have seen my near-death experience on the treadmill. I retrieved the lid and started it back up again.
And, all the while, Backwards Guy was still going strong.
Impressive.
To say the least.
I’ve learned a lot during my time at the Y. I’ve learned that it’s better to listen to fast music than the slow, drawn out country lyrics about a woman, a dog and a truck.
I’ve also learned that the Young and The Restless is not nearly as interesting when you have to depend on closed captioning.
Oh, and I’ve also learned that the possibilities of looking ridiculous at the gym are unlimited. If you factor in the busy body gene, an iPod, a water bottle, a gossip mag, and a treadmill, you’ve upped your odds of making a complete fool of yourself. It’s a pretty safe bet that I won’t be walking on the treadmill backwards anytime soon.
Another Edition of Not Me! Monday
It’s Monday and as you know that means another edition of Not Me! Monday.
You know, as in the first day of the week, Monday. Laundry day. The day where I admit to doing all kinds of goofy and embarrassing stuff. Not that I ever do anything goofy, or embarrassing.
No. Not me.
It wasn’t me who just cleared 28 spam comments from my blog dashboard while wondering how it is that the spammers copied comments from real, live blog readers and posted them as their own.
Spammers.
I don’t get it.
I understand that these sorry saps are trying to drive people to their sites. But, um, there are other ways. Plenty of other ways.
Other ways that do not include leaving SPAM comments on mommy blogs. Because when your comments includes the words ‘while searching for lyrics online’ and ‘this is an awesome post, thanks for posting it for us’, and ‘can you give me some tips on how to have an awesome blog like this one’ um, you can pretty much assume that your comment will never see the light of day.
Spammers.
Get a stinkin’ life.
Do something productive.
Like play words with friends. Or work out. Or Facebook. Or Twitter.
Seriously. Anything productive.
Not that I do any of those things.
Ahem.
How ’bout you? What haven’t you done today?
Thursday Thirteen – Workout Tunes
It has begun.
Or is it began?
The Great Weight Loss Effort of 2010 is underway. On Sunday, I spent the better part of an hour on iTunes purchasing some new workout tunes. Because really what motivates a person to work out more than a good tune. Well, besides the stinkin’ scale of course. But I’m not here to talk about the scale.
Except to say that the scale is of the devil.
That being said, here are 13 great workout tunes that will help you trudge through the monotony. I might run this from time to time, because certainly there are more than thirteen on my iPod. As I shuffle through my entire playlist, I’ll pick the first 13 that strike me as great workout tunes.
1. Electric Boogie (AKA The Electric Slide) – Might sound cheesy, but I love it.
2. Oh Happy Day (BeBe Winans) – Great beat. Good message.
3. Play That Funky Music (Adam Lambert & his guyliner) – Obviously not his biggest fan, but I give credit where credit is due. I purchased several of his AI performances from iTunes. It was my favorite performance of his.
4. Made To Love (Toby Mac) – Oh. My. Word. I love this one. I was made to love you, I was made to find you, I was made just for you, Made to adore you, I was made to love. And be loved by you. Seriously. You need to get this one.
5. Tell Me What We’re Gonna Do (Joss Stone) – I tell you what I hope we’re gonna do. I hope we’re gonna lose some of this booty. With Joss’ help, it might be a little easier.
6. Stayin’ Alive (Matt Giraud) – Another wonderful performance from American Idol Season um, I don’t remember. Maybe the last one? Whatever. It’s a great tune in the gym, in the car, or when you’re over at a friends house sitting at her counter writing this post while she’s making some gluten-free fresh bread. Which smells yummy by the way.
Sorry. The bread. It got me off track. Now, where was I?
Number seven.
Ah, yes.
7. These Thousand Hills (Third Day) – This isn’t the fastest song in the shuffle, but it puts some pep in my step.
8. Give Me Your Eyes (Brandon Heath) – Brandon Heath can sang. And his song, ‘Give Me Your Eyes’ gives me something to think about in the midst of the madness.
9. Joy & Pain (Rob Base) – This one takes me back. W-A-Y back. Like back when I was young and carefree. And skinny. *Sigh*
10. Ragdoll (Aerosmith) – Love Aerosmith. Steven Tyler and posse can rock it out.
11. Have Fun, Go Mad (Blair) – One of my favorite songs from back in the day. If you don’t know this song, you should go to You Tube and find it. Or Google. Or wherever. It can motivate you to move a little faster no matter what the task. Just ignore the part about “bottles of beer” and think instead about Dr. Pepper.
12. There Is A Way (NewWorldSon) – This is my second favorite song on KLOVE right now. My boys sing along with it every time. Oh, and my favorite song right now is Matt Maher’s new one called ‘Hold Us Together’.
13. Shoop (Salt-N-Pepa) – Can you say 1992, or quite possibly 1993? On your mark, get set, go, let me go, let me shoop, to the next man in the three-piece suit, I spend all my dough, ray me, cutie, Shoop shoop a-doobie like Scoobie Doobie Doo… I could go on and on with this one….
What about you? What’s your favorite work-out tune?
What I Learned This Week
It’s time for another edition of What I Learned This Week, which is always such an easy post for me because my fountain of knowledge will never, ever run dry. There are lessons to be learned at every turn. For that reason, the words just flow.
I’m sitting here in my big, blue, bloggy chair watching Dancing With The Stars and debating whether or not I should take a couple of aspirins. I rekindled my relationship with the treadmill today and my calves are crying out each time I move. I haven’t been to the gym for like, oh, I don’t know, forever
The first thing I learned is that eating a greasy, fat biscuit with egg, sausage and cheese ON THE WAY to the gym is never a good idea.
Never.
So, with the least amount of movement as possible, here’s the short list of things I learned this week.
- The apple cinnamon jelly at the iHop that I snarl my nose at is actually really, really good. One should try new things from time to time.
- Diet Dr. Pepper? It ain’t so bad neither.
- Apparently 484 is my lucky number. And by lucky, I mean REALLY lucky because the odds were um, not in my favor, but still I won a really great prize over at the Ultimate Blog Party.
- Spatchcock chicken is chicken that has been flattened by cutting the backbone and then opened up flat for grilling. Just saying that word cracks me up!
- When you spend 33 minutes on an exercise bike burning a measly 240 calories, you will hesitate to eat for the rest of the day.
- I wantneed an iPad.
- Ziti, the frozen kind from SAMS, will allow you to have ONE SINGLE DINNER with no one bartering about how many bites or how much more they have to eat. Hallelujah. And Amen.
- If by chance Metro 911 system ever reconfigures every. single. address. on your street, you can expect a great deal of aggravation.
- And speaking of aggravation, you should be very careful when posting to a social networking site from the iPhone because as I’ve mentioned several times here at FITP, Inc. the little keyboard is not conducive to fat fingers therefore causing words like ‘list’ to come out as ‘lust’ and ‘post’ to come out as ‘pist’.
Now, how’s that for a random list?
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With This Ring, I Thee Wed
If you were my wedding ring…..
You’d smile knowing that you are my favorite material possession.
You’d be thinking to yourself… I can’t believe I made THE BLOG.
You would have been sad to be separated from me for 8 days when you had to be sized down due to my recent weight loss efforts.
You would wish that I’d be easier on you so that you wouldn’t have to have your prong fixed again.
You’d wonder why I didn’t clean you more often.
You would know that you are special to me because McDaddy presented you on my wedding day and I have hardly had you off of my hand except for cleaning and repairs.
You would frown when I talked of upgrading (upsizing) the engagement diamond [no real worries... I am really attached to you]
You would grin when people mentioned how much they loved you.
You would stick your tongue out at all of the other rings that must sit in the jewelry box and wait their turn to be worn on my right hand.
You’d hate getting caught on things now that you have new, sharp prongs.
You would know how excited I was the day that McDaddy placed you on my finger.
You would wonder why sometimes your metal and my skin caus a reaction.
You would know that I *triple heart* you very much.
Party At My Crib

Welcome to my humble abode. I’m so glad you are here. If you are one of my eight loyal blog fans, I appreciate you and hope you learn something about me you don’t already know. If you are new here, I sure welcome you to visit any ole’ time. I love company.
For starters, this is my blog. I started blogging in June, 2006 for myself and 200 of my closest friends on mySpace. Back in November, 2008 I decided to take the bloggy plunge and join the blogosphere. That whole Inmates to Playdates thing up there, that’s all true. Before hanging up my handcuffs to be a stay-at-home-mom, I was an inmate counselor at a Regional Jail.
I am 35 and I am married to McDaddy who happens to be the most patient man on the planet. He is a control systems genius engineer and also a member of the WV Air National Guard. He is currently deployed for six months where he is diligently protecting our butts, our freedoms and whatever else needs protecting at his current location. I talk about him often here at Inmates and I so proud to be his wife. I miss him terribly. Oh, and did I mention he is hot!
I have a six year old son named Stevie. He is a cool kid who loves Thomas, Lightning McQueen, Monster Trucks and his beloved DS. He is one of the sweetest kids I’ve ever known and I’m not at all just saying that because he is mine. He is thoughtful, polite and loving. (He’s also very smart but I don’t want to sound like one of those mothers).
I also have a three year old son named Alex. He has two speeds. Asleep. And wide open. It is comical to watch him in action. He loves to run, jump, climb and bulldoze. He also likes Thomas, Lightning McQueen, Monster Trucks and his Leapster. He is sweet, independent and cute as a button.
My boys are the joy of my life and I am thankful for the privilege of being a [stay-at-home] mother. Even though I always thought I would have a daughter, I am thrilled that the boys are the best of friends and wonderful playmates.
As my tagline says, I am a self proclaimed princess who gave up a career in corrections for stay-at-home-mom royalty. I have a truck-load of quirks and I am gifted in the art of conversation. Just ask anybody. I enjoyed my time in jail very much but I enjoy motherhood even more. I have recently began working out and lost 25 pounds in 30 weeks. I love the Saturn Skyand Reality TV. I am also a Longaberger consultant and scrapbooker.
This blog is like a bag of chex mix. Sometimes you get a boring ole raisin and sometimes you get the M&M. Either way, it is my life.
I have talked at length about my funeral, the fun I had while riding in a police car and even pap smears.
Some days I talk about my sweet boys, my hubby or my Jesus.
I do hope you’ll stick around for awhile. Feel free to look around and enjoy my daily dose of crazy. Believe me, there is plenty to go around.
Oh, and at the end of the awesome Ultimate Blog Party sponsored by the gals over at Five Minutes For Mom, I’ll be giving away a Longaberger purse, so be sure and leave a comment on this post.
Thanks for stopping by and do have yourselves a lovely day!
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And the winner is……..
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Here are your random numbers:
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Congratulations, Beth! I will be contacting you by e-mail!
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My prize choices would be – #58 – Kitchen Aid Mixer sponsored by Mom’s Who Think, #123 – Kohl’s gift-card sponsored by The Grotto, #118 – Old Navy gift-card sponsored by Manic Mother, #103 – Surprise Box sponsored by Monkey’s Momma, #91 – Target Gift Card sponsored by Mummy Deals, #89 – Gift Card to Home Goods sponsored by HG Openhouse, #19 – Target gift card sponsored by Shoot Me Now.
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Walking On Air
If you were my favorite shoes… You’d look like this.

And….
You would have been happy to by pulled off of a finish line shelf at the Mall Of America to be adopted by me.
You would have taken just about every step with me as part of the great weight loss effort of 2008 (and now 2009).
You would love being used every single day (except in Winter).
You would smile everytime I sang your praises to someone who asked about you.
You’d get a kick out of the fact that the kids call you my ‘workout shoes’, even though I wear you even when I’m not working out.
You’d love not ever having floppy shoe strings because of your new-fangled strings that can’t come untied.
You’d be sad to see the bad weather rolling in because you are just not equipped to handle snow and rain very well.
You’d be frowning at the new Nike Shox that I got for Christmas simply because you are not conducive to wintry weather even though your name is Nike Hot Shots.
*You’d love it when I showed off the housing unit in lefty that holds the chip that talks to my iPod about miles and calories that is sent to Nike.com.
You’d wish you were a different color than white because you get dirty so easily.
You’d be surprised that I have dedicated a whole blog post to you.
*By the way, here is the way the sensor and the receiver work. It is actually pretty amazing remarkable. The sensor transmits info such as calories burned, miles walked, total time, and best time to your iPod. You can then upload (or is it download) the info to nike.com.

This is the most comfortable shoe you will ever slip your foot into. I love these shoes because they are light and they are comfortable. They are a great weight-loss tool.
And that works for me!!!
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