Good night for the Girl

Last night was Velina's blue belt test in Tae Kwon Do. In addition to her passing, she also got a trophy for being student of the month:

So proud of you sweetie!

Look at what she's wearing

Today, I got to eat lunch with Linda, who was wearing her baby in a Moby. It was kind of funny because the Moby wraps so much of her body that when I first looked at her head on, I couldn't detect the difference in depth of field and it just looked like she was wearing a wrap shirt. Until she was closer and I saw this peeking out:

I know. Too cute. We would all look good wearing this.

Evolution

Through a miracle chain of events at work, my simple flip company cellphone got upgraded to this sweet iPhone:

Folks, I have evolved. Big time. It was like jumping the evolutionary chain from an amoeba using two tin cans with string to Einstein wearing an "I heart Steve Jobs" t-shirt.

I don't know if it's because I had such a basic phone before, but I find the iPhone technically brilliant. Ironically the thing I enjoy the least on it is talking on it. I love the full QWERTY (albeit touchscreen) keyboard, I love the calendar feature, I love that I can check my e-mail, I love that I can e-mail photos to my blog from it (sometimes it's such a pain to upload pictures from my camera, decrease image size, etc.), I love the apps for it, and I love that I will finally join the cool and the hip and have an official iPod (once I figure out how to load my mp3s on to iTunes). The only downside is that all these activities suck up battery juice fast. Perhaps there are other phones out there that do all this stuff but man, this iPhone is sweet.

I haven't bought any apps yet, but so far my fave free ones are Shazam (figures out songs by holding up the mike to it), Scramble (game that's similar to Boggle), vlingo (uses voice commands for searches and calling contacts), and Polarize (turns pictures in to Polaroid looking photos).

If anyone has any pearls of wisdom for this iPhone newbie, I am all ears because I am all in.

Make it a Birthday Weekend

And it was a cornucopia of gifts through the weekend, including a whole bunch of stuff off my Amazon wish list, as well as a pound of See's Chocolates, specially selected (caramels only, hooray!) by my dear mother-in-law (which were all gone in less than 24 hours):


Now I just need time to play with everything!

B-day at work

Can a birthday at work start off better than with a pizza-sized danish? (Sigh, don't worry, I shared)

Or with a lovely bouquet?

Or with a journal made from recycled cloth?

Or some jazzy clothes and some sweet scrappin' embellies?

Or a femmy outfit with delicate cookies to match (and un-pictured killer red Gerbera daisies to boot)?

Did I mention the Calla Lilies I got earlier this week?
(Man, I hope I don't kill it)

Oh yes, it was a great day to be at work for my birthday yesterday:

Pre-Birthday brownies

The day before my birthday,

My friends from college sent me these:

A dozen gifts of portion control, will power, restraint, and, eventually...sharing.

Thanks, buddies!

Now I HAVE to do something

Today, I tipped the scales at 165. 165. I'm on my way to reaching the limit of the weight class of one of my favorite MMA fighters, Georges St. Pierre, welterweight (170) but instead of his stacked muscle, I've got soft, buttery flab.

If I gain 3 more pounds I will be closer to my highest pregnancy weight (192) than my pre-pregnancy weight (142). God help me, I cannot let that happen.

Today I get back on Weight Watchers. I'm going to eat 2 points of oatmeal and tea for breakfast.

And I'm going to stick to it, darn it.