Still getting used to the phone, waiting for Thing2 in the car.
I love this kid!! Ready for our day.
First stop: MicMac Mall.
Waiting on Thing2 trying on clothes, she already decided on the boots. Forever21 was a big score.
Bringing home some tea for hubby and we stopped for lunch.
We followed me home. Haha. I drive the exact same car. We had a good laugh about it.
Red light selfie fun. Thing2 was holding the phone.
She wants all the ice cream!!
I had an awesome day with Thing2.
My hubby is a proud Dad! That shirt cost him $11. The tuition was a tad bit more, in a famous Buffy line “I bet it was a funny aneurysm”.
I’m officially off Short Term Disability!!! Baby steps in my recovery! Only 4 months until the warfarin goes away and I can lift something heavier than 10lbs.
WI result: up 1.2. Stupid TOM
I’m really trying not to let it get me down, because this week is kicking my ass. My periods while on warfarin are brutal. The headaches are worse, the cramping is worse, the flow is awful. The last two of them I wanted to curl up in bed and die a little.
Right now, I’m taking a beating.
However, when it read my WW weekly, it made me smile.
Even WW is telling me to stop and take a moment.
Stress is building at work, and I am leaving a lot up to God right now. However, it’s introducing a lot of unknowns into my life, and that’s what is setting me off.
However, starting tonight, I am taking a big deep breath and starting back to what I know.
For right now, I am starting with Tylenol to get rid one hell of a thunder anger headache.
Been struggling with stress lately, culminating in today’s little melt down about wanting to not deal with the world.
God, seemingly, has a great sense of humor that I found out. I’m not feeling so bad anymore.
I sat down, on my own, to watch the movie God’s Not Dead.
I’m still thinking about the message, but I will recommend everyone see it!
Sorry about last night, the confessional was sidelined by my body telling me it wasn’t getting enough sleep. I crashed.
Tonight’s supper was paired with fresh lemons and limes in my water!
Let’s see, I’m up early, what should I do….
…one must have a bagely breakfast before…
Heading to the gym. I used three machines today, the bike, the eliptical and the treadmill. It was a good time. Want proof….
Sweaty post workout tomato face that I still had when….
I stopped at Sobeys for a couple of things I forgot last night. However, I got a nasty surprise in the car on the way there….
A friggin spider bite. So, I decided to chill for the rest of the day with……
Some reading, crosswords, and water.
You can set your watch by me :)
Hubby jokes all the time that he could easily stage a kidnapping with how routine my life is.
Truth is: I like it that way.
I have activities planned on most evenings through the week. However, I save the best for last.
My Friday night fun is grocery shopping. Stop laughing.
Ok fine. Laugh a little.
It’s just the best day for me to go. I’m a stickler too. I have my weekly meals planned, and shop for only what’s needed for those meals, plus our regular foods that we are out of.
Yup. I’m just a ball of fun.
I’m now gonna curl up on the couch and watch Dirty Dancing!
I’ve been exploring the wide world of scarves this week!
In honor of throw back Thursday, this is me and my sister during our step dance lesson days!!
WI result: up 2
Just like I thought.
I can’t talk about what we talked about in the meeting, because in another 2 related news item…..
Me and the hubs have now been married 20 years today.
It seems like yesterday to me, but in those 20 years we’ve laughed, we’ve cried, we’ve brought two amazing kids into this world, then we worried, and cried, and eventually we laughed at our kids. We still laugh like fools everyday.
I can’t wait to see what the next 20yrs will bring!!
I am really ready to throw the towel in this week. I hate my PMS week (sorry, overshare for my menfolk readers) I eat anything not nailed down.
It’s like I have an internal autopilot, and as soon as I get close to TOM it takes over. I also get fairly irritable. However, because of my b/c pills, my mood swings are minor. Problem is, I am aware of them but unable to shake them. I have to ride them out, and I apologize to family and friends a lot.
I’m expecting a gain this week, I usually gain about 2, so anything less than 2 will be considered a win.
I have to take the good with the bad, and today I’m sucking it up and putting on the big girl panties and moving one.
One week, now WI will NOT define my whole journey.