Saturday, February 28, 2009

Are You F-ing Kidding Me?!?!

These Utah law makers need a kick in the balls. Just when you think Utah liquor laws couldn't get any more abnormal... What are these people really trying to do?

The Utah Senate is trying to pass a bill to require a 10 foot tall wall around alcohol in restaurants. Who the hell thought this would be a good idea? It's not like smoking. There's no such thing as second-hand-drinking. The purpose seems to be to hide drink making from children and families so they won't be enticed to drink. There is no substitute for parenting people, not even Utah law.

Governor John Huntsman is simultaneously trying "normalize" Utah's liquor laws. He's been in the news on another topic lately. The more I learn about him, the more I like him and what he's trying to do.

Extremes on either side of the fence drive me crazy. This latest "stunt" definitely screams far, far right to me among other things. It's as absurd in my eye as a bill that makes all businesses close on Sundays. I shouldn't say that too loud. Valentine may be writing it up this very moment...

Monday, February 23, 2009

More Pics of PJ

Emily finally posted pics of Porter. You may think some of them are familiar, and that would be because I stole some of them from Em's Facebook album. Like you could ever get enough of his cuteness anyway.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Love Just Isn't Enough

The word just doesn't seem to adequately describe my feelings toward the newest (smallest) member of our family - Porter Jed Craven. I have only seen him on three occasions, but I am addicted. Dillon says it's because I am broody. Well, I would be lying if I said it wasn't true, but I just think I am in love and beyond. He is just too precious for words. I get all choked up just looking at him sometimes.

Just born, this is Porter on the scale. He is 2185 grams. His daddy has appropriately nicknamed him "Squirt" before he was even born.
He didn't really cry much the first day.
Unfortunately for Paul and Em, that didn't last long. This was the same little angel the next day.
Even screaming, he's still precious... Even so, he does seem like a pretty good baby.

PJ with aunties (Donna and Cerra)

He got to go home just two days after he was born. It's going to be a while before he will fit in all his cute clothes. The second one makes me laugh so hard. He looks like a baby Urkle with his waistband up to his arm pits.
Emily is such a great little mommy. I hear Paul's a pretty cute daddy too.My mom and I went to visit them tonight. Emily's mom made us an awesome dinner. We had a nice visit, and we got to feed and hold Porter. He's a cute baby. He is still making faces that keep me in stitches. Grandma Cheryl is a little obsessed too. Porter seemed pretty content with her shoulder.
What a cutie!
Look how tiny he is. I love how his mouth is open and arm is hanging out. What a love.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I'm an Auntie Again!

I got a call from my brother this morning with the news. I was so excited. I thought I misheard him when he told me his size - 4 lbs 13 oz and 16". What?!?! That's so little! He said that Emily is little and he was 10 days early. I knew there was something he missing because those things didn't add up to such a tiny baby. When I talked to the boss, she told me that the cord was around his neck. That explained a lot. Earlier he was having problems every time she would have mini contractions. They were so small she couldn't even feel then, but his heart rate would drop significantly when she did. They didn't figure out why until he was born.

He came so quickly too. They barely made it to the hospital. By the time the doctor got there, it was over. The nurses delivered him. No one could believe how quickly it went. Emily thought she was going to have him on the street.

They've decided to name him Porter. Which is adorable and they may even give him a middle name that starts with 'J.' That's great for me because I have been calling him PJ (Paul Junior) since I found out they were pregnant. Paul kept calling him Squirt while I was there. I like that nickname too. It will be even better when he's 6' 6". :-)

He was in the nursery when I got there. His glucose and temp were a bit low, so they had to take him for a while. Get a load of those feet! That is not an optical illusion. They really are that much bigger than the rest of him. He's got A LOT of growing to do to grow into those. They are just like his daddy's - narrow and LONG. They took up almost all of the room (top to bottom) on the square they stamped his footprints in.
Uh-oh, the nurse made hims mad!..

This shows an average sized baby that was born after Porter was born. Porter is also about 6 feet closer to the camera than this other baby too. He's so teeny.
Before I had to go they brought him back to the room. The nurse said that she had a shirt, booties, a hat and three blankets on him to help maintain his body temp. The hat was almost folded in half and still stuck up probably three inches off his little head.
I got to hold him for a while. Paul took some a pics of the cutie and his proud auntie. He was making funny faces. I can't wait until they blog about him because they have some awesome footage and pictures of him. I will link to it when they do.

For such a small baby, he's really healthy. He's so expressive and alert. When I was holding him, he wasn't resting his head on my arm, he kept lifting it up himself and stretching his neck out. He would also turn his head to look at you when you talked to him and move his eyes around the room in response to different noises. He had the funniest faces to make too. I could watch him for hours. Also while I had him, he sneezed. It was startling and adorable at the same time and reminded me of this.

I think he has Emily's eyes and Paul's nose (oh yeah, and FEET!). It's hard to tell this early though.

Welcome little Porter. We love you!

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Official *pops collar*

(Nah, I don't really pop my collar, but I am cool enough to) I have finally hit my 3/4 completion mark of my initial weight loss goal. I can now say, "33 DOWN, 11 TO GO!" It's official. Woohoo!
This part took way too long and I am planning a much quicker pace for the last part. Once these last 11 lbs are gone, I will start on my 20 lb goal. After that, it just maintaining. Sounds simple enough, right?

Thursday, February 12, 2009

I'll Come to Your House and Chew Gum

Last March Paula Abdul came on The Late Show with David Letterman drunk, at best. At one point Dave actually asked her, "Are you drunk?" She said she wasn't, of course.

Last night Dave sarcastically apologized to Farah Fawcett because she was topped by Joaquin Phoenix in the field of "spaced-out Letterman guests." I thought Joaquin was going to freak out and storm off the stage at some point, but instead Dave got him to smile with a stab he took at him at the end.

I love watching people who think they are getting away with being messed up on whatever it is they're on, when it's totally apparent. So trashy. It makes me laugh. I was dying last night. I love how he asks David what the audience is on. Too much.

It also made me feel sorry for him. Not to get all cheesy and cliche on you, but you can see that there is a lot of pain in him.

Paula Abdul is a lot more wealthy than I had previously thought. I looked and looked and for the life of me could not find any footage of her drunken interview with Letterman. There have been two interviews since then of a totally sober (only a little drunk) Paula on that show, and those were all I could find. I found a lot of things talking about it and even links to video, but when I click play, it the video was no longer available. I think somehow she had them all taken down. I had no idea she has such control over the dubya, dubya, dubya (www). Kinda spooky. This is a pic from the interview.
If you can find a video, let me know.

Here's Farah.

I've Got Good News and Bad News

I always tell Dillon this when I have to tell him something he won't like. The good news is always that I love him. I like to think that softens the blow of the bad news. You'd have to talk to him for the truth of the matter though.

Our second biggest loser competition is over, and we did the results today. There were three prizes this time for the top three contestants. I got 4th. Bah! I might as well have gotten 11th.
The good news? I lost 8.8 lbs in the 14 weeks. Wow! That was so slow! Even better? Between the last weigh-in of the last contest and the first weigh-in of the current, I lost 5 more lbs. Are you kidding me?!?! I have brilliant timing.

I think the explanation for the sudden drop is that I haven't run for a while. I can't fully understand it, but when I am running I am maintaining or losing very slowly. When I stop running, the lbs and inches start falling off - fast.

I know what you're thinking, "Duh, Cerra. It's muscle." But I don't think that's all it. I am sure it's a factor. Possibly a large factor, but I think there's something else going on as well. I mean, how much muscle can I possibly gain? You would think there would be a point I would reach that I stopped building more muscle, and therefore, started dropping weight more quickly again. But I can't seem to reach that while running. I have a theory that I eat more while running, so my net calorie loss is less than it is when I am not. I am not convinced that is it either though. I just don't know.

I don't mind the cycle though because when I start running again, I don't gain weight, and when I stop, it starts dropping like mad again. I ran the entire last contest until I hurt my knee. I think I will chill on running the rest of this month and just really focus on my diet and eating right and see where I am come March.

I do love running though. My resting heart rate is now the lowest I've ever tracked it. Oh well. This will be a good way to ensure that my knee is back in top condition before I start again.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Still Regretting

In December I found glasses that I fell in love with at Costco. These frames were hard to find anywhere else, and when I did, they were at least $120 more than they were at Costco. I decided to wait until the beginning of the year so I could get reimbursed from my medical reimbursement plan for 2009. When I went back to Costco to buy them, they were gone - sold out everywhere. After a time of denial, I pursued other options. My new glasses came in today. They were $30 cheaper than those others would have been, but I am still totally bummed that I couldn't have the other ones. I don't want to be, but I am. The frames I wanted were a "crimson" with a bright blue inside. These I got are brown with a light blue inside the eye part only. I like the shape of the other ones a whole lot better too.

what I wanted (left); what I got (right)
I would love to be able to say with 100% confidence that, if I found those frames again, I wouldn't buy them because I just bought glasses, but I can't because I would. I am not sure how long it's going to take to get over these old frames. Getting my new glasses just made it worse.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

More Fun with Makeup

I had fun making my eyes match my shirt while I waited for Dillon today. When I was done with the makeup, Dillon still wasn't done, so I decided to take pics.

Cerra is silly.

On another note, I went to Gap today with $75 worth of gift cards. I got 3 pairs of jeans, 2 shirts, and 37 cents back. I am stoked about my super bargains.

Parents Who do Drugs Have Children Who do Drugs.

This video is viral right now. It's been up a week and has almost 5 million views. It's hilarious. This boy's dad is videoing him after he picked him up from the dentist. Poor guy; he's pretty f-ed up. Kids don't like to be high like adults or older kids seem to. I wonder what that's about...

Dillon likes this "remix" video too. It's pretty good.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Sad But True

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

What Gives?

I am sure many of you are concerned with my lack of new running posts. (Ha!) Well, if by chance someone happened to have noticed, I am not slacking off. I hurt my knee. Well, I think I did anyway. The morning after my last run (which was short and nothing out of the ordinary happened), it was really stiff. Later that day it got hot and swollen. This was all with no pain. The next day it was still swollen and stiff. Pain set in for the next two days. Monday, I got a knee brace and this is the third day with no pain. I am happy for that and hopefully will be running again within the next day or so.

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

You Can't Kill Ivy

My mother tells me... Really?

What happened?!?! I am trying to hold out hope for the four leaves that are left...

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Play it Again, Sam

You know a song is popular (over-played) when you hear it on three different radio stations at the same time.

I would actually love this song had they not "sampled" a portion of the "Numa Numa" song in it. You see, hip-hop loves to "sample" (rip off) things already in existence. That's one of the reasons the industry can pump out so much of it so fast. I normally don't mind, but this time, it ruined a potentially great song for me.

The problem (other than the fact that it gets stuck in your head for weeks at a time) is that this song they are sampling is not new to me. It has been at least a decade since I first heard this song on a video that circled the internet. This was long before the mainstream got in on the various media making its way through cyberspace, and since I had a "super-nerd" living in the same house as me (Paul), I saw the video. Images from that are forever ingrained in my brain. Not that I didn't (and still don't) love the video. That kid makes me laugh so hard, but picturing his chubby arms flying through the air totally ruins this song as an awesome hip-hop song for me.

I don't think I would trade my selfish want to be able to enjoy that song for the lack of Gary Brolsma's contribution to this world though. Now that I think about it, maybe there is more to him than his cute, awkward chunkiness. Maybe he somehow intentionally got that piece into the song to rekindle his fame in a plan to eventually take over the world...