I'm going insane!

My kids.

Are driving.

Me.

INSANE!

ahhhhh!

Some days I can't believe we want to have another baby eventually. Right now I'm just thanking Mirena for creating a product that makes it near impossible for accidents to happen :)

Now I just wish the hungry hippos would go.to.sleeeeep.

This is hungry hippo #2 on a good night... doesn't even wake up when he rolls out of bed!

Right now he's sitting on the ground playing a recorder. At 9:30pm. Twitch.

Good Morning, Good Morning

My alarm clock sings "Good Morning" to me. Quite frankly, it's pretty daggone irritating. But, on the other hand, it wakes me up.

Today the hungry hippos are eating cake for breakfast. The horror! It's actually some type of crunch pound cake stuff, so it's not as bad as you might think. They had their "real" breakfast and then wanted cake so, voila, les enfants obtiennent qu'ils veulent. It is too early for arguments and I am still nursing my diet coke.

The hungry housewife had a disgusting Jimmy Dean turkey sausage, egg white, and cheese sandwich for breakfast. You know, those ones you heat up in the microwave? Well, the full fat, full calorie sausage, egg, and cheese sandwiches are to die for. So it figures that the diet sandwich should be at least half decent, right? Wrong. Thank goodness I got it from a discount store because they definitely are not worth the cost.

Regardless, my breakfast calories are used up, I don't feel satisfied, and I'm still hungry. Ridiculous.

But, on the plus side, the hippos enjoyed their cake :)

Well hello there

So I guess I should jump on the bandwagon, eh? Everyone else has a blog so by golly, I should, too!

Let me introduce myself. My name is Amber, and I am a hungry housewife. What does that mean, you ask? Well, I'm hungry. I'm hungry because I'm dieting and trying to lose the pounds that the hungry hippos added to my butt, belly, and thighs. Right now I've lost most of the weight I need to, but I still have a way to go before I'm back to my pre-baby self.

The Reese's fast break bar certainly didn't help my mission. Nor did the Bacon Jr. Cheeseburger and fries from Wendy's. And the fried pork chop with fried onions and melted cheese that I had for dinner last night really, REALLY did not help the cause.

It's okay to drool. Really, it is. I'm salivating now and wishing I had some onions so I could recreate the meal now. Fortunately for my waist line I'm not willing to drag the hungry hippos into the grocery store with me for a daggone onion. Though I did tell the hungry husband to bring one home today and he failed to do so.....

So I guess the bottom line is that I've fallen off the wagon and by golly I'm going to get back on. Really. Truly. Right after I finish this bowl of cheese balls....