Nov 2005

Diabetes Checkup

Met with a new diabetes doctor this morning – my old one is closing her private practice (sniff sniff). I liked the new doc, although her main push was to get me exercising 4-5 times a week at least. What an evil bitch.

Just kidding. Surprisingly, I am excited to get back on the wagon. I go to my Curves-esque workout place 2xs a week and that has really helped with toning… but I also need to get my heart rate up more often. (I say Curves-esque because it is like Curves, but it isn’t actually Curves. It is a local place – the owners are way fun and talk me through my workouts, so that is a bonus).

Also, we have an eliptical in the basement which has been a breeding ground for cobwebs since August (as in, when we remodeled the basement). Tonight! Tonight, I promise to get back on that thing.

My blood pressure was good (112/74) and I am hopeful that my Hemoglobin A1c comes back with glowing numbers too. I have always had decent A1C numbers, but since taking Lunesta and sleeping, my numbers have been dropping. We even discussed reducing my meds. (But let’s not get ahead of ourselves here folks. Gotta get the test results back first!)

I was telling the new doc today… that in some ways, I feel lucky to have been diagnosed with diabetes in my early 30s. First of all, I have to take it seriously. I hope to have a long road ahead of me, so I can’t screw around with it. Also, lots of people feel life is downhill from 30… but things have been getting better and better for me – at least body & health-wise.

They found my diabetes while I was pregnant with Declan. Since pregnancy exacerbates diabetes, I was immediately and urgently put on insulin and had to give myself 4 shots a day… I had to check blood sugars 6-8 times a day. (That was fun.) And the hilarious thing is, that when Declan was born 8 weeks early, the diabetes actually helped us because he was a hefty 4 pounds. He was a bruiser compared to the rest of the kids in the NICU!

After Dex was born, the diabetes came way down and I settled into a mild Type II diabetic (for those who are glucose-challenged… that means I make insulin, but my body has no idea what to do with it). So, I have learned to adjust my eating and control my blood sugars with a minimal amount of medicine. No more shots for me! At least for now.

I have felt so much better since then. The docs think I was diabetic for at least a few years before getting pregnant and it went unnoticed. One of the nurses said to me once that I would be surprised to realize how shitty (my word, not hers) I felt before the diagnosis. And schloobie if she wasn’t right.

Then, in February 2004, my then diabetes doc (the one who has abandoned me) talked my insurance into paying for a breast reduction. Essentially, she reminded them how much easier it is to exercise when they cut 6 pounds off your chest. And holy cow, if she wasn’t right on target!

I started at Curves-esque in last Spring and immediately noticed a change in the way I move and carry myself… and I can even run up a flight of stairs without being out of breath for 10 minutes! No small task, living in Denver!

And then, this August, I started on my beloved Lunesta and dropped 12 pounds immediately (that loss has been stalled by Halloween, eeks).

I feel great.

My goal is to lose 2 more dress sizes by May, when we go to Mexico to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary.


Nov 2005

"Merry Fucking Christmas"

Isn’t a picture worth a thousand words?

This photo is the result of a fairly painful photo session in the tub – wherein I thought it would be cute to mimic a holiday card I saw last year, with the kids had shaving cream beards and Santa hats on.

Declan absolutely refused the shaving cream beard and I barely got him to put the Santa hat on. He is getting to the point where he is unthrilled with me taking pictures of him at any time, much less in the bath.

It is kinda painful for me, actually – because taking photos of my son is one of my great joys in life. I also get dissapointed when something I view as major fun, such as getting the photo for the annual holiday card, is viewed a not-even-close-to-fun by the other members of my family.

Oh well. I still have time. (Insert evil laughter).

Nov 2005

Pride & Prejudice

Just saw it with Danielle, and the short review is: LOVED IT.

OK, long review. Warning, semi-spoilers ahead. Although, if you are reading this far, you are a fan – and have read the book or seen the BBC mini series… so it technically won’t be a spoiler per se… but I plan to go into great minutia… P&P being my favorite Jane Austen book, and possibly my favorite book, period.

The only other one at the top of the list that comes to mind is Room With A View, by EM Forster. (So, obviously I have an affinity for British period books about repressed, proper young ladies who get their man in the end.) 🙂

OK. Generally, I thought it was awesome. My main complaints are this: they squished some of the timing quite a bit (seeing as they had to squeeze a 400 page book into 2 hours). But in particular – the time span after Darcy proposed to when they met again at Pemberly was very awkward and then also, when Lydia absconds with Wickham and then in turn, Wickham is forced to marry Lydia – that was breezed over much too quickly, IMO. My other complaint is that the Bennets were portrayed to be much poorer than they actually are. In fact there was one scene where Mr. Bennet walks a pig through the house – WTF? Bryan suggested maybe it was a compromise for modern audiences who would not understand how a slight difference in class back then would be such a big deal – so they made the Bennets seem much poorer and thus the “step down” for Darcy is greater. I assume he is right.

Otherwise, I thought it was very faithful and very well done. In fact, much of the dialogue was exactly taken from the book. Good acting all around.

And dare I say it, and be blasphemous to Colin Firth – I loved the new Darcy performance. It was much more emotional. As for the other main characters, I chose my winners below.

Mainly I feel like this movie is a more “wild” version of the book – for example – Bingley visits Jane in her room when she is sick – which you know would NEVER have happened back then – and the girls and dances and everything felt more gregarious in the movie… I also feel like the BBC version of the book is the more “tame” version – compared to the book, it does feel very chaste. So, kind of interesting that the book is the middle ground between the two versions.

OK, character comparison between the BBC miniseries and the 2005 movie:


Winner: Tie between movie and BBC miniseries. Jennifer Ehle did a great job as Lizzie with a mischievous gleam in her eye, but Kiera was better at the passionate side of Lizzie.

Winner: BBC. The Jane in the movie was much prettier but I did not think she portrayed the subdued and gentle nature of Jane from the book well enough. She seemed too cheerful and bubbly.

Winner: Unbelievably, Tie. Colin (yes, we are on a first name basis) and Matthew MacFayden had good points on both sides, as I mentioned above.

Mrs. Bennet
Winner: Movie. Brenda Blethyn was SOOOOO much less annoying than the lady from the miniseries (who I frequently fast forward through).

Mr. Bennet
Winner: BBC edges out movie. Although I thought Donald Sutherland did a great job, especially that he seemed less bumbling and more emotional – but the BBC dad was so perfect and humorous, no one can replace him in my heart.

Lydia & Kitty
Winner: BBC. Jenna Malone (movie Lydia) was surprisingly ANNOYING – surprising seeing as I usually like her so much. Although it probably was not her fault – just made to act way too giggly and simpering. As in, Danielle and I wanted to punch both of them.

Mr. Collins
Winner: Tie. Mr. Collins in BBC was much more of a fop… and in the movie, he was much more of an asshole. Both were interesting.

Catherine De Bourg
Winner: Tie. Judi Dench was her typical awesomeness in the movie, but her scenes were among the ones pinched by the movie format – the BBC lady really got to let loose and did awesome too.

Winner: BBC. Bingley was much more annoying in the movie. The BBC version feels truer to the book, where yes, Bingley was a little dippy – but not an idiot.

Winner: Movie. By far. I hate the Wickham in the BBC version – he reminds me of Wool Hat from the Monkees. Ick. Although, in the movie, Wickham’s part is very much cut short. Too bad, cause that boy was fine.


So. OK. Long story short. Go see it. 🙂

Nov 2005

That Little Stinker

Declan must have felt the loving vibes I was sending through cyberspace just now and said “I’LL SHOW YOU.”

I heard several thump-dee-da-dee-dumps upstairs and I went to investigate.

As I entered his room, there was Declan. On his new bed. With about 50 Band-Aids spread around him. Obviously, not sleeping.

The little stinker. I had to turn my back as I put the Band-Aids back into his dresser drawer and sternly told him to GO TO SLEEP – because I was actually laughing my ass off.

Nov 2005

Big Boy Bed

Well, it’s a monumental day. At one day shy of 3 years and 2 months old, Declan is now sleeping in a BIG BOY BED (insert Darth Vader theme music). We set it up just now and he was very excited. Let’s hope that excitement also means he will actually sleep in it. As I type this, I hear him rustling and breathing deeply through the monitor, so I am optimistic.

But what a crossroads.

I took pictures (duh) and, of course, I will add on to this thread later.

The funny thing is I am not as upset as I thought I would be. Rather excited actually. Many of my mom friends transitioned closer to 2yo, but Declan was just not ready (I promise I was not holding it back, in a vain effort to hold on to babyhood!). Even though this still surprises my mother to no end, Declan never tried to climb out of his crib and really has been content there these past 3 years. But lately he has been getting too big for the crib and, more importantly, shitting his pants during nap. 🙂 So we decided to just go for it.

And in his usual Declan way, he is totally taking the whole thing in stride. I love that kid.