Category Archives: The Confessional

Double Time

When I was a kid, my mom use to workout in our basement to her Richard Simmons Sweatin’ to the Oldies tape. Do you remember Richard Simmons? Short guy, curly hair, always grinning like he’d just been handed basket full … Continue reading

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How Not to Deal with Stress

If I could choose a subtitle for this post, it would probably be “so says captain obvious” because my revelation about how not to deal with stress is the simple truth that most of us already know. Here it is: … Continue reading

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Why I ask my husband stupid questions

Matthew and I were sitting on the couch this evening, I carefully peeling an orange and him playing Gears of War 3 (don’t get me started), and I suddenly felt compelled to ask him, “Are you holding out hope that … Continue reading

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Fat and Happy

Have you ever sucked your stomach in before stepping on a scale? As if its going to help the outcome. I had to laugh when I caught myself doing this at the doctor’s office on Tuesday. I had already taken … Continue reading

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Where, excuse me?

I decided to see a gastroenterologist about all my stomach issues. The doc was an old balding fellow with a few wisps of white hair still floating around his ears. This is exactly the type of doctor you want to … Continue reading

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Rising from the ashes…

Lately I’ve been stuck on the idea of the “Phoenix version” things. For instance, my sucky couch could reach its Phoenix potential if someone fixed the broken arm and seat, added extra fluff, and gave it a new, unstained covering … Continue reading

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Che-e-e-e-se

This is me. Okay, this is not me literally, but–this is me. If you don’t recognize the character, it’s Monterey Jack from the cartoon TV show Rescue Rangers. He’s a lovable Aussie mouse with a penchant for cheese so great, … Continue reading

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Granny Shuffle

Due to popular demand, the Granny Shuffle has been reintroduced to Portland. The six-week hiatus ended this afternoon when I booted my lazy butt out the door and enjoyed a two and a half mile run. The prospect of using … Continue reading

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From Blue Skys to Blue Moods

It’s November now, and winter is fast approaching. Today the rain never stopped and I swear the sun didn’t even bother getting out of bed. I’m shocked that I could. We went on our amazing Hawaiian vacation and got spoiled … Continue reading

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Quattro Fromaggi

I’ve been doing pretty well with reducing my daily intake of dairy products. I haven’t had any ice cream since the last post, but I did find myself in the frozen foods isle the other day with my nose pressed against the Tillamook ice cream display. Some how I resisted the temptation, but I think it was something like high way hypnosis because I got home and I couldn’t remember how the ice cream didn’t come home with me. Continue reading

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