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| In "my" corner, blogging yesterday morning |
Why am I always sitting in the most visible spot from my front door when the Jehovah's Witnesses come knocking?! This morning, I was sitting in my favorite spot on the couch about to start my blog post, and they came out of nowhere. And of course I didn't see them until after they probably noticed the TV on (and maybe the two cars in the driveway). I can remember when I was a kid, once in a while completely randomly, my mom would yell to us, "Get down! Shut up!" (Or was that Lt. Dan on Forrest Gump?) Either way, she made us crouch down on the floor until after the Witnesses knocked (numerous times) and then left all their "literature" in the door. I never understood what the big deal was. And then here I am, 20-something years later, and shushing my kids, telling them to go to their room and be quiet. Not that it helped, because I answered the damn door anyway. Thankfully, they didn't stay more than a minute, just long enough to give me a paper inviting me to a talk about eternal damnation and how we're all doomed unless we become a Witness, yada yada yada. (By the way, this is not meant to offend any of my readers that may be a Witness. I have no problem with the Witnesses other than the fact that they try to convert everyone who doesn't want to be converted. A couple of years ago, I got a book about wine from the library, and tucked inside was a pamphlet from the Witnesses lecturing about how sinful it is to drink alcohol). Moving on...
I got my workout in first thing again this morning. I just did a short incline-walk on the dreadmill (2 miles) because I did strength training today also. I'm kind of enjoying the strength training I've been doing. I do a full-body workout every couple of days. Nothing spectacular--just basics. I'm not looking to get really defined muscles or anything; just get stronger for running and maybe increase my metabolism a little.
When I took the kids to their class today, my friend Courtney came in with a bouquet of cake pops(!) for my friend Jessica. Courtney and her friend started a business making these super cute "cakes on a stick". I had never tried one before, and Jessica kept pushing me to try one. I asked Courtney about how many calories are in them, and she said about 100-150. Yikes! But I ate one, just to try, and it was yummy! I counted the calories for it.
After that, I took the kids for ice cream--and I didn't get anything. I was so tempted to get something, but I am really on a roll with the counting calories, and I had already eaten the cake pop. The cake pop left me wanting more sweets ALL DAY though. I could never make a batch of these things, because I would eat the whole batch, I'm sure.
I am SO glad it's the weekend. Normally, the days all blend together for me, because I'm a stay-at-home mom. But this week, I've been driving the kids back and fourth to their Safety City class. It doesn't sound like it would be draining, but I'm seriously exhausted (probably more mentally than physically). One more week of this and the class will be over. Tonight, I'm hoping to catch up on blog reading. I'm falling behind!
When people come to Witness at my door (from any church), I immediately ask them what they think about gay marraige. It startles them and then when they say they don't agree with it and I said "Oh then we're not interested," they never know how to react. It gets them to go away fairly quickly. :D
ReplyDeleteYou are so beautiful... =) Anyhow when them people knock on my door I gladly thank them and tell them I am pagan and do not beleive in their god. I beleive in mother nature and the workings of the moon and the sun just like the indians did back in the day. They ask a few questions after that and are on their way.... On the subject of sugar... if I eat a little I crave it the rest of the day. I hate it. I love chocolate so much.--- Keep up the good work Katie.~vanillamama
ReplyDeleteCake pops are dangerous! I used to make them and bring them to work, and of course, only half of what I actually made ended up in the office! So addicting. A few months ago, my boss asked why I stopped bringing them, and I said that since I stopped making cake pops, I've lost 100+ lbs., and while I can't make any big conclusions, I'm not willing to risk finding out the correlation!
ReplyDeleteOh, this made me laugh. I just don't answer the door, don't care if they know I'm home or can hear the TV or the dogs barking. I'm bad. It drives me nuts when uninvited people come to my house esp. to proselytize esp. when I am a Christian (but one which wouldn't proselytize. lol)
ReplyDeleteRunning kids to classes and being taxi mom is very exhausting. It's just driving, but there's a stress to it that I have yet to figure out.
we dont get many witnesses here, mainly mormons. we usually dart away or hush the puppies up when they come a'knockin.
ReplyDeleteyou look so adorable and tinny! i went for my first real run tonight! youll have to check my blog out about my experience! thanks again for all the inspiration!