I had a wonderful day with Rebecca. We had a lovely lunch and my mother-in-law joined us and treated us and gave me a lovely gift. We did a little shopping and Rebecca wished the day would never end. She was not happy to have to pick up her brothers at 3:30. (Now she knows how I feel every day!) I got some nice presents and some very generous gift cards. I can't wait to go shopping! But first...
Now it's time to get back to work!
Seriously, it's time to start eating like bunnies again...
No more:
I cannot begin to tell you the amount of crap I ate this weekend. It was seriously gross!
And I have a terrible, terrible weakness for ...
Seriously, I cannot eat just one. I just can't. I'm like the damned Energizer Bunny when it comes to salty, crispy potato chips. Sure there are some I prefer over others, but I'll never turn a chip down. I must learn to be strong and walk away and just say no!
We had some friends over this weekend. We brought out the Super Soaker Blasters for the children and the giant inflatable water slide. While the kids were running around and having fun, the grown-ups sat around and chit chatted and ate. Well, I don't know about anyone else. But I know that I did!
And when Sue came over with the ginormous bags of Lay's potato chips I knew I was toast as I poured the crispy, salty little delights into bowls. One for Sour Cream and Onion and the other for the Regular, Salted. And soon as I reached for one I knew I was done. I was toast. There was no stopping me.
In fact I made comment of such as I stuck my hand into the bowl for the umpteenth time.
Me: You guys, I just cannot stop myself!
Susan: You'd think you'd never had a potato before. They're just potatoes! You know, those things that grow in the ground.
Don: She's never eaten one before. She's used to drinking them!
Laughter erupts from all around, including yours truly.
So the festivities are over. No more going out to lunches... no more Birthday dinners and Birthday cakes. No more temptations... Must hide left-over brownies and peanut butter bars from self!
Today, at the suggestion of my physical therapist, I will start to run. Hah! You say? Me too! But since my left arm still quite limited and weak, he thought this would be a great way to start being active again. So,
yesterday I bought a couple of cute Nike running skorts and this morning, after I take the kids to school I'll get some new running shoes. (Mine are ancient.) I haven't run since I was in my early teens. This might be good for me. (This might be funny for those around me!) I need to add some good running tunes to my ipod.
And, for all of you who left comments re my FB status... I will not toss my scale. I bring it with me everywhere! Seriously, I sneak it in the car when we go to Maine and I ought to schlep it to Newport as the scale in my bathroom there is seriously broken. Yes, I know my mother can get a new one, but "they" say to use the same scale at all times. Yes, I am a bit batty and a bit not right in the head... We all know that! But the scale helps to keep me in check when I am on vacation. The years I brought no scale to Maine I gained, on average, 5 pounds. That's a lot on my 5'4" frame. The year I discreetly snuck my scale in the car I gained nothing. Now you tell me that I am crazy! Gabi, don't be surprised to see the old thing being in Nantucket in September!
I look pretty damned good for 30, don't I? Wink-Wink!
Now it's time to get back to work!
Seriously, it's time to start eating like bunnies again...
No more:
I cannot begin to tell you the amount of crap I ate this weekend. It was seriously gross!
And I have a terrible, terrible weakness for ...
Seriously, I cannot eat just one. I just can't. I'm like the damned Energizer Bunny when it comes to salty, crispy potato chips. Sure there are some I prefer over others, but I'll never turn a chip down. I must learn to be strong and walk away and just say no!
We had some friends over this weekend. We brought out the Super Soaker Blasters for the children and the giant inflatable water slide. While the kids were running around and having fun, the grown-ups sat around and chit chatted and ate. Well, I don't know about anyone else. But I know that I did!
And when Sue came over with the ginormous bags of Lay's potato chips I knew I was toast as I poured the crispy, salty little delights into bowls. One for Sour Cream and Onion and the other for the Regular, Salted. And soon as I reached for one I knew I was done. I was toast. There was no stopping me.
In fact I made comment of such as I stuck my hand into the bowl for the umpteenth time.
Me: You guys, I just cannot stop myself!
Susan: You'd think you'd never had a potato before. They're just potatoes! You know, those things that grow in the ground.
Don: She's never eaten one before. She's used to drinking them!
Laughter erupts from all around, including yours truly.
So the festivities are over. No more going out to lunches... no more Birthday dinners and Birthday cakes. No more temptations... Must hide left-over brownies and peanut butter bars from self!
Today, at the suggestion of my physical therapist, I will start to run. Hah! You say? Me too! But since my left arm still quite limited and weak, he thought this would be a great way to start being active again. So,
yesterday I bought a couple of cute Nike running skorts and this morning, after I take the kids to school I'll get some new running shoes. (Mine are ancient.) I haven't run since I was in my early teens. This might be good for me. (This might be funny for those around me!) I need to add some good running tunes to my ipod.
And, for all of you who left comments re my FB status... I will not toss my scale. I bring it with me everywhere! Seriously, I sneak it in the car when we go to Maine and I ought to schlep it to Newport as the scale in my bathroom there is seriously broken. Yes, I know my mother can get a new one, but "they" say to use the same scale at all times. Yes, I am a bit batty and a bit not right in the head... We all know that! But the scale helps to keep me in check when I am on vacation. The years I brought no scale to Maine I gained, on average, 5 pounds. That's a lot on my 5'4" frame. The year I discreetly snuck my scale in the car I gained nothing. Now you tell me that I am crazy! Gabi, don't be surprised to see the old thing being in Nantucket in September!
I look pretty damned good for 30, don't I? Wink-Wink!