enough of the heavy shit. for now..

...I had a wonderful vacation and I got to hang out with my pookatoo...he is the funniest baby since choclahontas...actually he looks and acts just like her at two...he talks so well now and all the time...when choclahontas was little we called her radio(choclahontas), and he's inherited that gene...but that is one independent baby, when he wants his "cwakers" or "booberries" he goes in the fridge and gets them himself...
I love when he comes up to me with the kiss face and wraps his arms around me and says "I lovesh you muma"...when choclahontas is over, my baby sleeps with me...when he wakes up in the morning he's all smiles showing all his teeth..."goo mornin muma...how you doing? you OK? I want waffles muma...now muma...lets go muma"...as I write he took off his pamper and peed on the floor..."mama, I no peepee pamper"...that's lovely hon, but you got to do it in the toilet *sigh*...
my grandson is also a picky eater...he will try anything once, and if he doesn't like it he will spit it out and say "it nashy muma...yuck, phew"...but when he likes something he eats a lot...like two waffles, a yogurt, "pinapples" and "cwakers"...that's breakfast...but he's sooo hyper that he is nowhere near heavy...

today I made some slamming fried whiting...not for nothing I am a really good cook and I love to cook...I don't have food issues, and I've lost thirty pounds in the last year by eating...yes, eating...and living a stress free life...I eat healthy food, and found out I can't do any dairy, which includes eggs...
I was shopping today and I now wear a size six to eight...I remember when I was in grad school, working and stressed out with the idiot, I wore a size fourteen...when I hit a size sixteen I knew I had to do something...I didn't weigh myself but my five'three ass must have been FAT!
I love me now...I have come to terms with the fact that I will never be slim and petite...but as long as I'm not sloppy with backfat and rolls, I'm good...I'm a big healthy chick with man arms...lol...I can lift fifty to eighty pounds easy in the gym, I can hold whirlwind when he sleeps and we forgot the stroller, I can move my apartment by myself, and I look good in a dress...
so I eat healthy, I buy organic when I can afford it...but wait, I have a question...why is it in Wholefood supermarket where everything is supposed to be healthy they have a HUGE selection of sweet baked goods and beer? and why is it in the hood supermarket I can't find a vegetable or any other meat besides pork (which I don't eat)...no wonder folks aren't healthy...

anywho...I have a houseful with choclahontas, pita (who I'm actually glad is around, and whirlwind LOVES being with his "mama and dada"..."itsht dada muma...kisht dada muma...dada go byebye...goesht to worksht") and moodmagicbarbie who got glasses and is pretty blind, but is relaxed cause she can see...hey I got some A/X glasses that are really cool...

so I'm sitting with my feet up...surfing the waves of communication...drinking a beer and listening to the sounds of my happy family...I swear I couldn't ask for more...