Scary dinnertime story


Written on Saturday, October 25, 2008 by Jessica

This story is a little gross, so if you have a weak stomach, stop reading now. You have been warned.

Okay, so I'm fixing dinner the other night, and I'm whisking some lumps out of the gravy. It's just prepackaged gravy mix from a plastic container ('cuz Martha Stewart I ain't). There was one lump that just one break down, and after a moment, I realize it doesn't look like a lump. Is that a...? I fish it out, and yes, it's a fly!


I flick the fly in the trash. Obviously, I'm not whisking anymore because I'm going to rinse the whole thing down the sink. As the swirling mixture begins to slow, tiny little baby flies being to float to the surface.


After telling Bob the story -- yes, while he was eating the new gravy -- you will not believe what he asked me: "So did you throw it away or is this it?" Yes, Bob, I am feeding my family fly-and-egg-infested gravy.

Another ten pounds bites the dust


Written on Wednesday, October 22, 2008 by Jessica

So as of my weigh-in this morning, I've lost a total of 32 pounds. I could have the mp3 I promised myself if only I could get it to download from Amazon.

Not even sure what I want for my next ten pounds. Oh, I know. A couple of years ago I preordered a bunch of Austen movies as weight-loss rewards, but I never lost the weight. Never even came close. They've been sitting in a box ever since. So my next reward will be one of those movies.

A trip to the pumpkin farm


Written on Saturday, October 18, 2008 by Jessica

Last year the family pumpkin crop failed, so we took Seth to the local pumpkin farm. This year, even though the family crop was just fine, we turned the pumpkin farm into an annual tradition.

From A Trip to the Pumpkin Farm - 2008

The Archives


Written on Sunday, October 12, 2008 by Jessica

Here's a fun one from the blog archives: "How drunk do you have to be?"

Found it


Written on Sunday, October 12, 2008 by Jessica

The wedding ring turned up. I'm still too fat to wear it. Sigh. I'm glad I found it, though.

Missing wedding band


Written on Wednesday, October 08, 2008 by Jessica

I've been tearing the house apart for three days now looking for my wedding ring. When I was pregnant for Seth, my fingers swelled, and I had to take the ring off. I bought a simple gold band as a replacement. My OB laughed at me when I confessed that I wanted the replacement because I didn't want people to think I was single and pregnant. It's one thing to be 19 and pregnant out of wedlock. But by the time you're 30... I don't know. I guess you should know better by then. Artificial distinction, but that's how I felt.

Well, the simple gold band is starting to get a little big, so I'd like to start wearing my real ring again, if it fits. Except I can't find it. :( I had it not long ago. Now it's nowhere to be found. So far I found five unused gift cards, my umbrella, Bob's missing Dremel tool, a pair of travel tweezers, and two old journals, but no ring.

Twenty down


Written on Wednesday, October 01, 2008 by Jessica

I hit the 20-pound milestone today. I'm happy about that, but not nearly as excited as earlier this week when I discovered that I fit in jeans that are the next size down -- 18W. I wasn't expecting to fit b/c I tried them on a week earlier and was dismayed by how small they still were. I haven't fit into those jeans since before I got pregnant for Seth.

I then grabbed a pair of regular 18s and discovered I could zip them up if I lay down on the bed and sucked it in. :) That doesn't count as fitting, but it was close. So I'm THIS CLOSE to being able to shop in the section for regular sizes versus women's/plus sizes.

My reward for the next ten pounds is going to be an mp3, "Mighty Storm," by the Duhks.