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In Like a Hippo

This week marks the one year anniversary of me leaving my house to go to an office three days a week, and then work from home the other days...becoming a true "working mom". Uggh. This time last year my husband and I were so stressed out. His job was shaky at best as the company he worked for struggled to stay in business. I switched my part time, work from home schedule to a salaried position with benefits, etc. A very similar situation to millions of people in 2010.

Ryan's new job was a true answer to the most specific prayer I've ever prayed and I am forever grateful to God for that. The whole mess was a false alarm and our family bounced right out of it. Unfortunately though, I kept my job. There was something else I held on to last spring...my winter weight gain.

March is usually my month to "step it up". I know I use that phrase a lot for fashion, hockey mom spirit, etc...but it always means "look hotter." In the case of March, I traditionally have to kick it into gear to drop my holiday/football party/hockey tournament/Valentine's candy FAT. I have been dieting in the spring my whole life. The first diet I remember clearly was in eighth grade when my friend Jackie put me on a diet. I believe the whole diet consisted of not getting my daily Sour Cream and Onion Tato Skins (best chip ever invented) fix from the Lincoln School vending machine. There also may have been boiled chicken and Cracklin Oat Bran involved in that diet, but subtracting the Tato Skins was a life changer at that point...and all I needed to step it up. Twenty Marches followed that Tato Skin diet and, minus the three that were spent pregnant, I've spent all of them stepping it up.

So March 2010, 20 years after the Tato Skins life changer of 1990, after twenty years of excercise, diet pills, vomiting, and fad diets...I didn't step it up. I completely let myself go...I stress ate, I drank two glasses of wine every night, I ordered takeout lunch at the office. In my busy new schedule something had to go, and it was my daily trip to the gym. Followed by the Y playground, big healthy lunch of salad, a can of tuna and balsamic, the shower, weigh in and walk to get the kids at school that used to consume my entire day. It used to take all day for me not to be fat! Notice I don't say it took all day for me to be skinny, I have never been skinny- not even in eighth grade. The goal is always- not fat.

I resolved last year that I was going to enjoy summer anyway, even though I couldn't fit into my short shorts (or any shorts). I bought a couple of skirts, and actually had a great summer not obsessing over my weight. But you only get one of those. This year, there's no excuse. I've been back to work a year, and not all employed people are overweight. But instead of just one winter of weight, I have two winters, a summer of not caring and several months of mommy guilt and stress pounds to shed. This is going to take more than a few weeks, but I have to start. Right Now (cue the Van Halen music). Its on, like fat girl donkey kong.

March has come in like a hippo (by the way I recently learned on Animal Planet that hippos are quite deadly, so its a good substitue for lion). I'm not sure what its going out like, maybe a lamb, maybe a cow, maybe a slightly slimmer hippo? We shall see. To be Continued...

My Spirit Scarf Gives me Superpowers

The playoffs are approaching and it's time for hockey moms to step it up. Remember, it's our duty to our children to give 110% toward looking cuter than the other moms on the team.

One accessory we've been rocking big time is the all important spirit scarf... ok, we didn't know it was called that until we heard it at our tournament last weekend. But we love it. Most of us have these scarves courtesy of our crafty and thoughtful friend Danielle. They are three long pieces of fleece sewn together down the middle and then cut every few inches to create a fringy look. Danielle- Hermes has nothing on you baby. Plenty of other teams around Rhode Island have these made in their own colors and we see them all the time. Posers.

I could write a book, not a blog about how I ran around town last weekend with the world's heaviest cake (don't doubt me, the thing was ridiculous), thru like an inch of snow, from a tied Mite game to a super heated one goal squirt game complete with bench penalties, punches and complete mayhem and got an opposing mom to help me with the damn cake. If I were to write that book it would be called "My Spirit Scarf Gives Me Superpowers".

I've decided for the playoffs I am going to break out my Blair Waldorf inspired white coat (from Victoria's Secret catalog, I also have light pink, very good deal). I think its a nice fresh way to wear your spirit scarf. Bring it mamas!!!!!