Saturday, July 31, 2010

My Motivation Is Renewed

I have a trio of fun giveaways going on right now:

Family calendar giveaway from BusyBodyBook right here.

JumpStart Get Moving Family Fitness game for the Wii right here.

Spinbrush MyWay! (for girls) battery operated toothbrush right here.


Today is my husband's fortieth birthday (which ummm this post isn't actually about, but happy birthday to him anyway!), so my parents came over for dinner to celebrate, as they do for all occasions.

While we were sitting on the deck after dinner, Little Miss climbed from her chair into my mother's lap. This isn't too unusual, as she knows that my mom will let her do basically whatever she wants. Again, not out of the norm, my mom reached over to get a spoon of rice to feed her - because why should Little Miss do something for herself if my mom will do it for her?

As my mom reached over, Little Miss poked a finger at my mom's arm swaying in the breeze. Fluffy! she giggled. She grabbed a chunk and swung it back and forth. Look, Grandma, it swings! Can I play with this on the plane?

I'll spare you the photos. And my mom. But yikes!

My mom is not heavy. She is the Donna Reed who is 5'4" and weighed 105 pounds dripping wet. There is a picture of her wearing a bikini on the beach where my sister and I are still tiny. I am maybe two and my sister is barely sitting. And my mom is wearing a bikini. Let's just say I didn't get those genes.

She hasn't exactly gained much weight since that time, but she has what she calls "old lady arms." And Little Miss is fascinated with them. And I mean fascinated.

Call me silly, but I don't want my future - wayyyyyyy in the future - grandchildren to be playing this game with my arms. I am so keeping up on and increasing those arm workouts. Starting tonight.

I'm afraid I'm going to have nightmares about this tonight.


Mary~Momathon August 1, 2010 at 12:41 AM  

I'm going to be a granny any day now. I better not tell my arms!

WeaselMomma August 1, 2010 at 7:11 AM  

Oh, your poor mom.

Tara R. August 1, 2010 at 7:16 AM  

Flappy arms and turkey neck are my old lady fears.

Yikes is right.

Unknown August 1, 2010 at 7:20 AM  

Eh, I just embrace them as my 'angel arms' Hugs are so much better coming from angel arms Flappy is the new fit ;) August 1, 2010 at 8:42 AM  

Oh shit. This is hitting me hard because my daughter just asked me like, last WEEK, why my arm was so FLUFFY. I am doing arm lifts every day now. EVERY DAY.

Jen L. August 1, 2010 at 9:19 AM  

HA! I used to play with the loose skin on my grandma's elbows. I called it her "old." Ok, I'll admit,I still pull on it when I see her. :)

Pat August 1, 2010 at 10:44 AM  

Bad news, Michelle: I've been doing arm exercises with weights for 7-8 years and I still have the arm flesh swing. It just happens. I'm not going down without a fight, though--I keep ondoing the arm exercises with weights. I can do 10 boys pushups!

Alexis AKA MOM August 1, 2010 at 6:54 PM  

Hehe it's just skin sadly no matter what you do it sags :(. I worked for a plastic surgeon for many years and saw it over and over.

Poor Grandma

Michelle August 1, 2010 at 8:18 PM  

Mary - Yes, but you're a YOUNG grandma. And ummm I promise not to tell your arms, if you promise not to mention anything to mine.

WeaselMomma - No kidding. Today, Little Miss went with "squishy" to define them, but my mom's sleeves were longer and thus hid them better.

Tara - Ohhhh I forgot about the turkey neck. But there's always that "as seen on tv" device for that one, right? ;)

Megryansmom - That may be the right attitude, but I'm still sticking with the gym!

Tracey - But you're skinny! How is that even possible? Out of the mouths of babes....

Jen - Your poor grandma. But hey - at least you still have her around. I so wish mine were :(

Pat - Hush! I don't want to hear it. Maybe I'll just have to work on more pushups?

Alexis - I don't want to hear it. La la la la la la!

Anonymous August 2, 2010 at 9:53 AM  

eek! Poor grandma! Gotta love it when kids speak their minds :)

septembermom August 2, 2010 at 7:27 PM  

Poor grandma. Kids notice everything. They love finding what's "old" on me!

Michelle August 2, 2010 at 10:52 PM  

Patty - Ummm yeah. Love it. That's the phrase I was looking for, right.

Kelly - I know. I'm afraid to know what they have to say about me. Little Miss said her face was soft today. Does that mean mine is ... hard? What?

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