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I vow to improve the look and feel of heiderino.com. With a little help from my technically blessed friends, I resolve to learn more about CSS and will try to (pardon the technobabble) think in terms of stacked blocks, not tables. I’m pretty sure Emily can teach me a LOT over crab legs** at Slim’s!

**No butter. (Well, maybe just one little dip.)

Happy New Year!!!

I don’t know about other people, but for me, anything that resembles health and well being has been all but chucked out the window since about a week before Christmas, when the goodies started to show up at work. I’ve been on a self-destructive path in terms of eating badly - I keep thinking, what good could I possibly do between Day X and the next big holiday event?

And then I had another idea… Maybe if I exercise absolutely no self-control, I’ll be SO SICK of eating junk that I will wake up January 1 with an iron will and serious celery cravings.

I think there’s something to that theory. Right now I actually feel lousy, despite taking a prevacid and drinking a lot of water. (Hmm - could it be the McDonald’s dinner tonight?) I know we’re going out for a great steak dinner for New Year’s Eve, and then I have every intention of sticking to veggies, lean meats, eggs, cous-cous and the occasional helping of whole wheat pasta.

I also plan to use the treadmill we bought 2 years ago. When I discovered I was pregnant with Brett, I had every intention of exercising throughout my pregnancy. I think I may have gotten on it once, (sorry, I let that pesky morning sickness beat my intent) and maybe once since he was born. I am going to commit to getting on that thing at least 3 times a week, and I am going to use my ab-roller also.

I am not going to be so rash as to vow to give up caffeine or soda, but I think I can safely say that I’d like to at least cut back on coffee and Diet Coke and drink more water.

These are my resoutions… I will post back on occasion regarding my progress, or lack thereof. *HOPEFULLY success reports more often than failure!

COOL. Today while we were out shopping, after my momentary lapse of near-anxiety attack, it occurred to me that I could try to find Thor a neat Christmas gift with a Poker theme. We have some barren walls in our downstairs, and I thought some cool art would be a creative gift. I went over to Master Z’s to check out their selection. I was surprised at how little there was in the way of poker art. (ha ha ha!) There was an inappropriate painting involving pool balls and a “perfect rack,” (go on, I’ll let you take it from there) but hardly anything in the way of poker.

Finally, I looked up behind the counter and saw it! A cool Texas Hold ‘Em neon sign. After I made sure they took returns (the last thing we need is a much-despised neon!), I pulled the trigger and bought the sign. He’s thoroughly perplexed and is wondering what the heck could be in that big box.

It’s a good thing I’m POSITIVE he doesn’t regularly read Heiderino.com!!!

Merry Christmas to All!

He told me about a month ago which specific shirts he was hoping for for Christmas. In fact, he even emailed me the ITEM-SPECIFIC LINKS to the ONLINE STORE.

I waited. Last night, I nonchalantly made a trip to that store at the mall, thinking I would have no problem at all obtaining these items.

WRONG.

Now I’m in a bad, bad place. The place of “Sorry, honey - here’s a ‘coupon’ to order the shirts online.”

Luckily, I did find something fun at Walgreens… Some Star Wars Pez Dispensers. Shhhh….

I’m holding out hope on one other item. I’ll save that for a later post, for fear of jinxing it.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Good dog! Thanks to Mr. Decker, we have eliminated two non-paying house guests.

Decker

Originally uploaded by Heiderino.

Decker is a Cairn Terrier. His breed is known for their “mousing and ratting” skills. So how do you suppose I felt when he started going crazy outside of our front hall closet - ears perking up, jumping, pouncing… at times BARKING at the closet? Not good. It reminded me of that day when Drue was just about crawling age, and he came into her room with a proudly wagging tail. He put something on the floor and ran out. I couldn’t tell what it was, and thought it was a cricket. It was a petrified baby mouse. (Petrified as in dead for a long period of time - not afraid.)

I promptly called the Orkin Man. He came to the house and inspected our basement. “Well - here are the rest of them…” REST OF THEM? REST OF WHAT? There, under the stairs was a grim portrait… At least 5 dead baby mice (minus one brother!).

That was about 4 years ago. Ever since, on his monthly visits, the Orkin Man (Norm) has declared our home a rodent-free place.

When he came this Saturday, I told him immediately: “Norm - I think we have uninvited guests. Decker has been going CRAZY.” Norm quickly reassured me- it would be very surprising to have a mouse in the front hall closet. He was chatting with me while he inspected, then cut short with “Oh- um, um… Well, this isn’t good.”

Long story short, Norm found “evidence” that we had company in the closet.

So - the moral of the story (I guess) is to trust your dog. Stay tuned - we have traps set and I’m all for the idea of these mice being ELMINATED.

You may pick on me for judging a show without watching it, but when I hear lines like:

“I work in an oval office, yet I’m still backed into a corner…” and “You can’t even trust the back-stabbers,” I just can’t bring myself to watch COMMANDER IN CHIEF.

Good morning! It’s 6 AM, and I’ve just hit “play” on the DVR to watch something I know my husband has absolutely NO interest in watching… “Knots Landing: Together Again.”

When Knots Landing was on originally, it was the first “scandalous” series I was allowed to watch. My Mom and I were totally hooked! And in our weekly calls to my Grandma in Denver, it was always discussed.

I saw the ad for this reunion and thought “now this is the reason we got DVR!”

So here I am - six in the morning, watching Brett play, blogging and observing that that cast sure has had a lot of plastic surgery! Ah! They’re showing a clip from an episode where Greg (William Devane) and Paige (Nicolette Sheridan) are playing STRIP CROQUET!

I guess Desperate Housewives isn’t that revolutionary after all…

The other night, I had a horrible and bizarre nightmare.

Drue and I were walking through the grocery store produce department. Suddenly, a turkey went meandering through. I started laughing and pointing it out for Drue. I looked up and saw another turkey walk into produce. This one started to walk toward us. I started to scream and ran away, carrying Druesy. The turkey gave chase and CLAMPED on to the back of my leg right under my knee!!! It was horrible! I was shaking my leg wildly and screaming, and that thing wouldn’t let go.

I woke up in a panic.