Losing weight isn’t easy

So it’s has been a little bit over a month since my last post. Something that I have learned is Working out with kids is not as easy as I though. I have found that my daughter seems to think that when I work out, that is a perfect time to beg for attention and climb all over mom. I have been working at losing weight I started at 198 and I am now down 10 pounds. I am not losing the weight as fast as I would like but I’m hoping this Minnesota winter finally end soon and LP and I can go on walks again.


Things I have noticed since started my weight lose goal.

Ever since I started eating more healthy I have noticed:

  • I am not as hungry
  •  when I am craving a snack, I crave fruits or Veggies.
  • I have more energy
  • I am happier
  • I feel better about the way I look


  • I drink a glass of water with one freshly Squeezed Lemon in it every day in the morning. I have noticed this helps keeps my cravings at bay
  • When I am waiting for something I do squats, butt kicks or lunges. I do it at work (I make sure no one is around), while I do dishes, folding laundry. If I can do it I do it.
  • I take the stairs every time
  • I dance. I turn on the radio and just dance. It makes you feel good and it’s exercise.
  • When I want to snack I reach for carrots

How are you doing with your weight lose goal? Comment below and let me know.

Happy spring 🙂


Mama Drama

So I have been a part of some facebook groups and like any mom knows who is a part of some group on facebook there is always some moms who make drama on the pages. Whether they are doing it on purpose of it’s just their nature I just don’t get it. If you don’t like the group you are a part of then leave it. do go on to other boards bitching about other members or telling people what a bad group it is. Leave the group. no one is forcing you to be apart of the group. “but Letjoy, I don’t like somethings about the group but other parts/members I really do like.” Great! good for you for finding the positive, but then stop bitching. You are a grownup and with that comes stresses that really do matter in life. Why add to that with some FB mama drama. Moms have enough to stress about, we don’t need to add to that with some stupid high school shit. haaaaa I feel much better, thank you for reading my rank.

happy living 🙂

Gay Rights or Human Rights

Let me just start this post off by saying I am Pro gay rights. Now let me tell you the back story of why I am.

Growing up my parents always taught me to treat people how you want to be treated no matter who they are.  As I grew up I really never thought about that topic, I grew up in a small town and everyone knew everyone pretty much. When I became a teen I experienced something I had never before. My mother was a Brazilian native and  a very active member of our town. She was a teacher full-time teaching English as a second langue and she worked at the local YMCA after school hours. One day after school I drove to the YMCA to see my mom for something (probably to get money for something but I don’t recall). As I walked up my mom was standing out side with two little boys about 10ish. My mom told me how the two boys had trashed the bathroom and we suspended from the YMCA for a week and she was waiting with the boys for their mom to pick them up and to talk to her about it. Soon the mom showed up and I stood off to the side to give my mother and the lady some privacy to talk. Soon the lady was demanding to talk to the person in charge, my mom informed her that she was in charge that day, this lady then started to yell at my mom about how she didn’t know anything because she (my mother) was a stupid spic. I will never for get how that made me feel, for someone to thing it is ok to treat someone like that just because they are different I knew from that moment that I would always treat others with respect no matter their skin color, beliefs, or sex orientation.

In my life I have had gay people in my life, the first person I ever knew who was openly gay was my oldest sisters roommate and friend. He would visit with my sister when she came home and he soon became a good family friend. When I moved to the cities (Minneapolis, st Paul  I soon became friends with many new people including a few gay people. fast forward to when I was 25 years old. My mother told me that when her first husband died her best friend at the time (a gay man) was so concerned about my mom and my older sisters well-being that he offered to marry my mom and take care of them (at those times that was the only way for a gay man to have a family). My mom although she appreciated his offer declined. months later while my mom was visiting friends and family in Brazil became sick and I went to Brazil to see her and be with her at her death-bed. While in Brazil I discovered that my grandfather the man who raised my mother was not my bio grandpa. I guess my grandmother left my grandfather while she was pregnant with my mother. Her employer (a gay man) offered to let my grandma live with him and he would support her and her unborn child as long as he could raise the baby as his own because he had always wanted a child. My mom loved her father I am not sure if she knew growing up of her “father” and mothers arrangement but as an adult she knew and it didn’t matter, he was dad, and he was my grandpa. My husband’s brother is a gay man and lives with is partner and have a very normal marriage (even though it’s not legal in Minnesota I say they are married). I am happy that my children will grow up being exposed to a non traditional family, it makes me proud to have such wonderful people in my family both my brothers in law and my grandfather, because really defining them as gay men comes short of who they are.

With all this talk on gay right this week I can’t help but share my views on the topic. It’s not gay rights at all it human rights in my book. All americans should have the same rights. No matter if you are a man, a women, black or white. It doesn’t matter everyone legal has to be treated the same (not saying that short falls don’t happen). So why does this not include who we marry. I could not imagine a world where I could not marry my husband a man who I love with my whole heart and soul. So I don’t thing it’s fair that others can’t. Not so long ago blacks could not marry whites you tell kids that now and they are so confused on what the issue was back then on that topic because blacks and whites are now equal. I hope someday my grand children will look at the topic of gay marriage in their history books and think “what was the big deal, why couldn’t they get married?”

While I am respectful of people’s beliefs and views this is one topic I will not budge.

I have heard it all:

  • “It says in the bible that’s its wrong”  yeah well so is mixing fibers when you wear them (cotton and polyester for example) in fact pretty sure those two topics are addressed in the same section. in the bible. I think if God is all knowing and all forgiving why would god not want two good people who love each other  not to be together.
  • “Making gay marriage legal will affect my child” really this is so weak, you can’t make someone gay you are born that way, knowing that gay people can be married is not going to fuck up your child. I’m fine and I have had some very good men who happen to be gay in my life as a child.
  • And the one I hate the most of all ” If gay people can get married next people who want to marry an animal will have an argument to make it legal.” OK first fuck you and second you are comparing two consenting adult human beings and an animal. That there makes you a horrible person if you think that way.

Gay people are just that People, And no person should feel like a second class citizen because of their class, skin color, sex, or sexual orientation.

Well that was my rant on the subject and thank you for taking the time to read it.\

Happy equal rights for all 🙂

The Best Night of My Life

After days of debating if I wanted to share this on my blog I have decided to share with you my reader the funniest and most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me. Prepare to laugh hard and get grossed out.

Last Saturday I had a thirty-one party. After, three friends and I decided since we didn’t have any kids we should take advantage and go sing/watch karaoke. We ended up going in two cars, I driving one. Right before we left I was telling the girls how much I hate driving in St.Paul. It’s confusing and just plan sucks. Anyways as we are driving down the free way (at a place where two freeways conjoin making it a five lane) I see in my rear view mirror Flashing lights. My reaction, roll down all the windows in the car and start yelling is this really happening. My friend “J” who was riding with me didn’t see the ambulance that was quickly approaching us and looked at me like I had lost it. I yell do I pull over or just get over to the very right lane since it’s a five lane. She calmly told me just to get over. Well the ambulance was not going to pass me so I decided to take the exit coming up just to get out of the way. As I take the exit the ambulance did too! Why you ask well because the smart person that I am, I took the exit to get to the hospital, so here I am screaming “Is this really happening” and I am now in Down Town St.Paul and my friend “J” is laughing her ass off as this ambulance is screaming behind us. “STOP LAUGHING AND TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK TO GO!” I yell at”J” as she is wiping the tears from her eyes. Fast forward two hours later.

After some good Laughs at the bar, a shot, one big Ginger (2 gingers and ginger ale , and my name in to sing a song we decide to have another shot. ( I wasn’t even close to being drunk) so My friend “S” is telling the ambulance story to our friend “M” who had missed it the first time Just as I take the shot I start to laugh at something “S” says and I almost spit my drink all over”S” but I stop myself.  Here is where the story gets good; Because I held the drink in I end up inhaling it and start to choke! I am talking I can’t breathe and it’s kinda scary. Then my body decided the way it’s going to fix this problem is to puke all over the table and I am not talking a little bit, I’m talking it just kept coming and wasn’t going to stop. “S” “M” and “J” are laughing so hard in disbelief but then suddenly “S” throws up in her hands and runs out the side door with “M” following her to make sure she is ok.  As I am throwing up in a packed bar on the table I realize I still can’t breathe so my body says I know what I’ll do to solve this problem, I’ll piss my self! Yeah that’s right I started to pee myself (thank god I wore black pants) so as soon as my brain figures out my body has decided to piss its self as I am puking my brain made an executive decision and decided making myself stop peeing was more important than trying to get me to stop puking. After what seemed like a life time I stopped peeing and puking and sat there with my hands around my face scared to look up and see everyone in the bar looking at me. My friend “J” who had stayed faithfully at my side laughing so hard she looked like she was hysterically crying asks “do you want to go to the bathroom?”. My response “I don’t even want to look up.”

After a quick get away to the bathroom I find “S” and “M” in the bathroom laughing about the whole situation and before long the four of us were laughing so hard in the lady’s room that we couldn’t even stand up straight. After a wardrobe change (lucky for me “J” had two shirts on) We headed back to the bar to pay our tab. “J” asked if I was embarrassed and I said I decided that this is so unbelievable that I have decided to laugh about it instead of being totally mortified and so here I am telling you about the best night of my life. The funniest thing to ever happen to me.

I sleep where I want to sleep

LP is 21 months and it seems as if she has already entered her terrible twos. Her temper tantrums are getting worse and more often. All week she has been waking up in the night and throwing temper tantrums for no reason. This goes on for hours every night. I am at my wit’s end.

The other night LP ran to the couch and wanted to sleep on the couch. Our home is baby proofed so I was ok with it as long as I got to sleep. I left LP bedroom door open just in case she wanted to go back to her room. In the morning I awoke to LP gone. Thinking she went to her bedroom I went to go check on her. This is what I found in the hallway.


Parenting is hard but sometimes you just have to sit back and laugh.

happy parenting 🙂

Goodbye 2012 Hello 2013

Well this is it, it’s the last day of the year and one hell of a year it has been. LP turned 1, hubby turned 30 I got sick, I stopped working and now we are heading in to a new year. LP will be two, I turn 28 (I’m getting old) my 10 year high school reunion (eye roll) and with a new year comes new year resolutions. I am not really big on them, I mean who really keeps them. But I want to be healthier and even though I have a dairy sensitivity but I am seriously addicted to dairy products. So for the new year My family is going to go dairy free. This is going to be so hard, but I ordered an “cooking dairy free cook book off amazon and the only dairy we are going to have in the house is Milk for hubby, other then that no cheese (tear) nothing with dairy in it. I’m going to be honest this is going to be hard really hard. I love cheese.  So this is my final good buy to cheese after today no more will I be able to enjoy your smooth yummy ways.

i-love-cheese-LOGOHappy New Year!

Traveling With a One Year Old

So  LP and I decided to take a trip to Seattle, WA to visit my sister and her husband. Hubby had to work so it would just be the two of us traveling. I had never traveled on a plane with a toddler and since I was going by myself I figured I should ask people who had traveled by plane with small children and I also went searching on the internet for tips. So I am here to tell you how I survived and what worked and what didn’t.

Tip #1 Bring a Nuk to help baby with ears popping.

Did this work? Not really, This is a great tip for a baby but LP hadn’t took a nuk since she was 12 months so a t 20 months she was not having it! What did I do you ask…. well on the way, I just tried to comfort her, On the way back I bought orange juice (her favorite) and put it in her sippy cup. I didn’t give it to LP until we were about to take off/ Land and that solved the problem.

Tip #2 Buy a new toy and give it to your little one to play on the plane. This will help keep their attention longer because it is a new toy.

Did this work? Kinda, I didn’t go out and buy a few new toys because funds are short but I did find some toys that LP hardly ever plays with. While they did keep her attention for a while, a toddler can only sit still for so long.

Tip #3 Let them walk up and down the isles after the plane has taken off and reacted cursing altitude.

This is a good tip but you can only do this so many times before your become “That Lady” With the kid that is bugging everyone. On our way to Seattle this worked great but we had a morning flight. On the way home was another story. We had a late night flight and people were sleeping and LP wanted to play with everyone. What did I do. I took her to the back of the plane and let her entertain the flight attendants. they enjoyed it and I didn’t feel bad that LP was looking for attention and getting it.

Tip #4 Plane your flight at a time when your Little one is going to be sleeping.

Did this work? HELL NO! If you have a toddler like mine then your little ones loves to be the center of attention, even if that means she has to fight sleep. By scheduling the flight at LP bed time, all it did was make she more whiny and crabby. The morning flight was much better she was wide awake but happy to color and play. On the night flight home she didn’t know what she wanted and was mad.

So those were the main tips I got and the biggest one I have is NEVER travel with a small child alone unless you need to. We survived but it was not fun.

Happy traveling  🙂

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