Stealth Bloggin

Mwah ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I am taking this prolonged absence of The Monarchs, and the fact that, for some strange reason, I actually remember her password from that last post, to perform an act of sabotage.

Oh yes, it's the time of the season for loving and my gift this fine winters day is the gift of posting. Because I just don't feel like posting on my own blog.

Way back when, when I was a wee spud myself, I had a fixation about blondes and The Monarch was the only blonde one in the family and I adored her. I still do, of course, but for much more tangible and respectable reasons.

Anyhoo, I remember playing the Air-Plane game where she'd lay on her back and put her feet on my belly (as I stood), then lift me up so she was supporting me on her feet and I could soar and pretend I was an airplane. For some reason, we thought it would be funny to stick our tongues out at each other and she'd bend her legs to lower me down and we'd touch tongue-tips. It grossed most people out and that is probably why we did it.

-Chair

Blunken Drogging

Greetings and salutations (and more back=spacing than I'd care to admit) from Chair. We've all been playing Settlers of Catan and Dutch Blitz and since The Monarch doesn't feel like blogging (she says she didn't say she didn't feel like blogging but I'm in the chair so too bad for you).

What?!

Deal with it.

Anyhoo. How's it going? Mmmm... wine. We wish you all were here. Drunk with us and blogging and drinking wine and watching me type.

THIS IS THE EXISTENTIALIST POST

Or not.

Job is licking his belly.

Back to work already

Well, I saw my surgeon on Monday and she said the twins are healing very well "for my age". Apparently the older you are, the longer it takes for you to heal. I must be healing at the rate of a 20 yr old because she sent me back to work 2 weeks to the day after surgery. I'm not supposed to lift anything over 7 lbs, lift my arms above my shoulders or get my heart rate up much until I see her again on Dec 4th. I also have to wear either a VERY good sports bra or the boobie binder at all times, 24/7. Other than that, I am back to usual.

I want to complain about not having at least another week off as I have only started to feel myself last weekend and I haven't done anything on my list of things I was gonna' accomplish while I was at home. But, alas, I am going to try not to. I am very happy to be healing so well. I know it could be much worse.

On another note, my kids are all coming home this weekend. I will have them all under my roof together for the first time in 3 months. It will be good times.

Meme

1. What is your craft, & how long have you been doing it?

Craft? I am going to take this as what I define my creativity by. I like to think I am a creative in my parenting techniques. I would love to learn to paint watercolours, but that's a possible future craft. This is tougher than I thought, I'll have to come back to this one.

Okay I'm back. My craft would have to be making people comfortable and listening.

2. Are you a vegan, vegetarian, veg-curious, veg-friendly or other?

I like most vegetables, but I also like meat, probably more.

3. What is your favorite color(s)? Do you particularly dislike a color(s)?

My favorite would have to be one of the many, many, beautiful greens of nature, but I really like browns and purples too. I am not very fond of pink and I really don't care for coral.

4. Do you have any allergies (such as pets, foods or cigarette smoke)?

I am allergic to Penicillin and some seasonal environmental stuff that has not been identified.

5. Do you have any companion animals? If so, names and types?

Cricket, AKA: Bickie, Bicket, Bickers. Toy poodle extraordinaire.

6. Do you collect anything?

I used to collect tins, but that got WAY out of hand, so I have limited it to antique tins now.

7. Do you have a favorite vegan food, snack or dish? If no fav that's vegan (for those who aren't vegan), what's your favorite food?

OMG, you want me to pick one? I can't, I like almost all food. It would be easier to tell you what I don't like. I don't like seafood, except smoked oysters at Christmas and canned tuna and I don't much care for corn.

8. What tools/supplies/accessories for your craft(s) are you wishing you had but don't? Also, what do you have TOO many of? (basically a wish and anti-wish list)

Coming back to this one later too. Okay, the only thing required for my craft is time and I certainly wished I had more of it.

9. What type of handmade item would tickle your fancy? What don't you like? (Keep in mind this swap is open to all types of crafters.)

I would love some hand made built in bookcases & shelving.

10. Is there anything else you would like your pal to know about you?

Hey pal, I tag you!

Healing

I am slowly healing. I have tried to take an after photo, but I haven't had much luck. The twins, what I am calling them for now, don't seem to want to show themselves to their best advantage yet. Every photo I have taken doesn't look very different from the day before ones.

I am going to be patient and you will just have to be too. From what I can find out, it can take up to 2 years before they finally make up their minds and settle down to a permanent shape.

I won't be that patient. Once the incisions are mostly healed and I don't have to walk around with bandages and a boobie-binder holding them all up tight and snug, I'll get you a good picture. Until then you will just have to trust me.

As for the naming of the twins, Pert & Perky are my front leading sugestions. After names like Flip & Flop for 20 years Pert & Perky have the same tone and I think they may adjust well. But, yes there is a but, I have also been considering something along the lines:

- Bambi & Brandi
- Candie & Cherrie
- Bunni & Barbi
- Trixie & Tracie
- Ginger & Cocoa *

* My personal favorite cause it sounds so yummie, but the first letters don't match, so I don't think I can use it.

I have also come up with:
- Nikki
- Felicity
These need partners that start with the same letter.

HOWEVER!!!!Whatever the outcome may be, Dean gets the largest vote.

before

I'm home

Everything went very, very well. I'm at home and feeling a lot better than I thought I would at this point and

"I NOW HAVE THE NICEST TWINS IN TOWN".

HEY-HEY-HEY-GOODBYE

Finally.

I got the call Tursday morning. Flip & Flop are going to meet with Nip & Tuck on Tuesday, October 24th.

So, I've been hearing Kelly Ripa in my head ever since. Mind you, it's going to be a tad harder and take a little longer than the Tide Pen to Go does, but I am expecting the same emotional end result.

Right now I can barely contain my excitement. I know that it won't last and at some point before they put me under, I will become scared, but I'll deal with that when it happens. I have been waiting 2 years for this call. There is no way I'm not going to do it.

an inventory of things found under your bed

Okay, fussy, I'll bite.

1) A wooden block thingie to support the middle of the bed.
2) Dried up crusted over dog puke.

The official gift giving list 2006

Well, well. I rec'd 5 official ideas and one unofficial.

#1 Rec'd by email:

Since my mailed $5 and suggestion may be a little far fetched (you’ll see), I offer another suggestion. It’s kinda out there but, really, when you think about it, it could work very well.

Have everyone congregate here in Edmonton and go to the Medieval Feast at the Celtic Hall. I called today and they have lots of space for Dec 8th and 22nd, not much for the 15th. It would cost $67 per person. Ouch, I know, but that includes a buffet meal (all you can eat ribs, chicken, potatoes, oh man, it is SOOO good –trust me), entertainment, mulled wine for supper, desert, GST and gratuities (does not include other alcoholic drinks). The whole evening runs from around 6 pm till 11. If we don’t buy gifts for each other and/or spouses, it’s a deal. For those who can’t come (Tami & Fam, Brian & Fam) we can all pitch in to do something else awesome.

Lemme know what you think. I can reserve a chunk of space and find out when they’d need payment. I would also invite J’s parents so you could certainly invite Dean’s parents, etc. Make it a big party! I think it would be great. Lots of good food & lots of fun.

Like I said, kinda out there, but if you plan/book now, it could work.

It did not come with any money and since it told me there was another idea coming with money, it was automatically put on the back burner.

#2 rec'd at my door:
Theme: Red + tacky
Amount $40.00 18+
$25.00 17 & under

This was was accompanied by $20.00 and was immediately way out front.

#3 rec'd in my mail box:

Re: Christmas 2006

BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU ASK FOR (OR GUARANTEE)
My plans are that everyone (and I do mean everyone-none of this "I live in Another Province" or "I Have to Work" nonsense) meet in a remote Scottish castle with lots and lots of fireplaces (the castle, not the people), a staff of house-keepers (we can do our own cooking, though, of course) and well-stocked wood pile, pantry, fridges and wine cellar.

We will each consider the splendour of the Scottish countryside and the awesomeness of the castle, fireplaces and wine cellar to be our gifts to each other. We will play guitars, sing songs, lounge on couches, go for long, snowy walks, make snowmen, ride horses and, though I fell silly to even have to mention it, eat good, good food.

This will last at least one week, maybe two.

Thank you

PS If you need help planning the songs, let me know and I'll do what I can.

PSS I was keeping this old $5 but for this, it's worth parting with. It was in my chest where I store all of my incense, hence the lovely scent.

Since this only came with $5 and I had already rec'd $20 it wasn't gonna fly.

#4) Rec'd in a brainstorming session with Dean after we agreed that if we had to buy red & tacky gifts, we sure as hell weren't gonna spend $40.00.

Adults:
$25.00 budget to be used in whatever way you need to, to pass on to your giftee, your favorite family Christmas memory.

Under adults:
$15.00 budget to be used to provide a gift for your giftee that will encourage creativity, growth of character, and CANNOT be a commercialized, mass marketed gift.


This theme came with $25.00 from my own wallet. NO!, it was not the $25.00 I collected from the other suggestions. The total money rec'd, $50.00, will be used to purchase pet food for the animals at the Lakeland Animal Shelter.

The theme I finally decided on, for the adult group, is to encourage our memories of our family and spending time together. It is open to your own personal interpretation of your own personal memories. For the kids group, I wanted it to have nothing to do with the mass marketing of Clifford the Big Red Dog, Harry Potter, Barney, Disney, etc. I could go on & on, I'm sure you get the idea.

I rec'd one other really good theme, but alas, it came too late and did not have any money attached. I won't tell you what it is, as I think Stephanie may want to step up to the plate and take over the organizing for next year so that she can get her great plan out to you all.

The unofficial suggestion was just about the money, it didn't actually have any theme or idea about the gift giving, so it couldn't possibly be official.

The list of who buys for who will be emailed to you. Those without email will get a phone call.

Okay, the rules are posted, the lines are drawn, get out there and have a great Christmas 2006!

There aren't enough hugs in the world today.

I came across this the first time I visited here.

If you do nothing else today but watch this 3 1/2 minute video, you will be a better person. If it doesn't move you even a teenie bit, you are, in my opinion, a lost cause to the human race.

Thanks to my buddy Neesja for hooking me up with Kirala. She is able to write the things I can say, but can't seem to be able to put onto a page.

Hugs to the world!

My hips hurt.

At noon today it was absolutely beautiful outside. I looked down at Cricket and asked her if she would prefer to enjoy it working on the new garden or going for a good long walk?

We hooked her up to her leash and headed down the street with the poop bag.

Off we went, headed toward the lake. I wanted to walk by the beach as I haven't been that way in quite a while. Once we got there, I decided to take the path along the shoreline from the beach to the marina. We got about 1/4 of the way around the point when I started to wonder if I might stumble across any of the "drunken town folk" that prefer these little off the beaten path places hidden by the little stretchs of woods we have here and there. I was trying to decide how I would handle the situation when I noticed a strange looking barefoot footprint in the mud on the path. I stopped there to stare at this rather large, weirdish-shaped print, and while multi-tasking my brain over this new puzzle and at the same time, the old one of how to handle a very possible meeting of a bum, I saw a branch a few feet above me snap back into place out of the corner of my eye.

I instantly imagined a bird as I whipped my head around to see what it was before it flew off and my heart jumped up the back of my throat. I was facing a black bear about 7 feet away.

He wasn't very big, and he looked pretty freaked out himself, but I wasn't wasting any time getting to know him. I think I said "Hello." and I casually sauntered away down the trail with my eyes on my caboose and made a lot of noise until I found the first way back up to the street above. I am sure Cricket never noticed him at all because if she did, she would certainly have barked. I am really glad she didn't as that could have turned a nice walk into a horrible, horrible day.

I saw quite a few other tracks along the trail as I put as much distance between us as I could, but those ones looked like bear tracks were supposed to look like. The first one I saw looked almost exactly like a human footprint but like the foot was very flat. There was no indentation like a human footprint has.

My heart has settled down now, but my hips are sore from the long walk.

Hey y'all!!

It's that time again. I am willing to take on the family Christmas gift exchange organizing this year. You have until October 11th to make your wishes, demands, hopes, dreams, budgets known to me.

If I don't hear from you, I will decide EVERYTHING for you. This may be what you want, if so, just wait until Oct 12th and I will let you know what you are doing. IF NOT, you must let me know by Oct 11th. You can email me (preferred method on my end) you can phone me (good luck, you might not actually reach me by October 11th, but go ahead and try) or you can send me a letter.

If you put your plans in the letter and include a $5.00 cdn bill, you will absolutely get your way, whatever it is. I GUARANTEE IT.

If I have 2 or more plans submitted with conflicting requests, the one with the most money wins.

THIS IS THE ONLY NOTICE YOU WILL GET

Sincerely yours,
Monarch

I suppose it's time

It's been quite a while hasn't it? I wonder if any of you still check in at all?
If you do, please accept my apologies for being away so long, NOT!
I don't feel I owe you any explanation.
It's my blog to write, not yours.

Can you tell I'm somewhat hormonal tonight?

So what's happened since I was last here?

1) I stood up Neesja again in the middle of June. That I am really sorry for. That was the second time I tried to plan a trip to visit her and ended up canceling it.

2) I also didn't make the trip to Calgary I was hoping to.

3) I did actually make it to Brandon to visit my long lost sister and her family. It was a whirlwind tour, but well worth the time.

4) I took two wholes weeks off work. The last two weeks of June. I started it by keeping the first of my plans to visit Brandon, and canceling the Neesja trip and the Calgary trip. The plans I made were going to have me away from home almost 80% of my days off. I decided that would not be good for me. I needed some time and space to relax and "take a load off". As nice as the traveling and visiting would be, it would also add stress to my days and I knew that there was no way I was up for it. It would have killed me.
Once I returned from Brandon and got caught up on the pile of laundry and house cleaning, I spent the remainder of my days off doing nothing. Other than the odd trip to the grocery store or walk down to the video store, I never left my house or yard. It was the best holiday I can ever remember having.

5) I read two good books (on my holidays), Life of Pi & The Kite Runner. I recommend them both. Life of Pi was what I expected, but at the same time not at all what I expected. It really surprised me and I really, really enjoyed it.

I found The Kite Runner to be very engaging. It is a story of a young boy growing up in Afghanistan at the beginning of conflicts in his homeland. He leaves with his father as a teen and grows into a man in America, falls in love, marries, and then gets an unexpected call from an old friend of the family that starts....... Hang on! I am not going to give away any more of it. You get it. What I really liked was the truth in this book. Although it is classed as fiction, it has REALITY (not the TV kind, the real reality).

6) I gardened. I have a fantastic crop of peppers coming along. My Roma tomatos are starting to make my mouth water. They are full grown and should be starting to turn red anytime now. My 4 types of Basil, my Oregano, my Cilantro, my Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme (come on sing it with me) have been adding flavour to my BBQ's and salads for many weeks now and I have perfected a marinade for chicken. Ask me, beg me, better yet pester me, I just might share the recipe. I have also made a couple of Beer Chickens on the BBQ. They are now one of my favorite foods.

7) Oh yeah, I also cooked a lot of really good (from fresh, scratch ingredients) meals while I was off.
Now back to my garden. My flowers have done pretty well this year so far, with the exception of my perennial bed in the back yard. It is 5 yrs old now and I think it is time to shake it up a bit. Some of it needs to be divided. I have plans in my head for a new bed in the back, so I am hoping to convince my husband somehow to help me dig it, lug all the crap to someplace other than my yard, fill it with some really nice soil, build up a nice brick work type border to match my fire pit, lay the fabric, transplant the bed, lay a really nice layer of mulch and THEN, dig out the old bed, lug all the crap to someplace other than my yard, fill it with some really nice soil, build up a nice brick work type border to match my fire pit and make ready for a vegetable garden in the spring.
I also want some raspberries and saskatoons, although I would be willing to wait another year for them.

This brings you up to date pretty much. I have been seriously kick ass busy since I returned to work, and it's supposed to be the quiet time of year in my business.

meme

I'm going to interpret this as a meme.
Favorite wine: red
Favorite TV show: Good Eats
Favorite dog: the one in my lap
Favorite time of day: Laying my head on the pillow after hitting snooze... again
Favorite item on my daily to do list: Make the first pot of coffee of the day
Favorite way to go to work: On time even though I stopped to pick up a Tim's on the way
Favorite place in the world: My deck on a beautiful summer morning.

After

No think pink for me this year. I have been waiting to hear if my breast reduction surgery was going to happen this summer like it was supposed to. All I can find out so far is maybe. No one will commit to me, so I don't want to commit to anyone else.

On a much different note.

You know life is good when you run through the house giggling like a school girl while your husband chases you in a race to the bathroom. And you don't give a frac that your adult and teenage kids might see you.

Before

Think Pink

After before, before the after.

Okay. I am into the Merlot again. Hence the after before. I have had an opportunity to teach what "I" think I cannot do. I have always thought I would be a good teacher (so Craig is, again, making me proud), but I have decided it is best to show myself, I can do it. I don't have to teach it, although I would teach it extremely well. I have challenged and accepted my challenge to myself, to actually do it.

As per Nike, I am going to "just do it.".

Before

Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach.

After

Okay, It's been more than 12 hours. I've recovered from the bottle of Merlot at midnight and I still like my idea.

What I wanted to convey was my feelings of inferior posts. I like to blog. I want to post. Everyday during my regular run at life something will just pop into my head saying "post this! this is real, this is posting material". I will think about how I want to tell my thoughts and then Whup!, life grabs me and takes me back and the post slips from my mind. Sometime later I will sit down at my keyboard and I either won't remember, won't know how to start, or most often I will decide it's just too lame and no one will want to read this.

I am going to blame all those great bloggers out there that I check every day hoping for a new entertaining, thought provoking, or just informative read. You know, the ones that when you log on to them and it's still the one you just read yesterday, you're a little disapointed.

I don't want to disapoint you.

I know, its not about you. It's about me. What's going on with me. What I'm thinking and feeling. Where my head's at. If you bump into me on the street and I'm not running late and you just ask me (sometimes you don't even have to ask) I'll tell you. It's just that for me there is something about writing it down. It comes out of my head faster than I can type and as I s....l....o......w.......l.....y type my thoughts, they'll change. Then I'll read them and analzye how someone else will read it and its not what I meant and now I have to change it.

But I must face reality. It's not the great bloggers fault. It's my own feelings of inadequecy and my worries that someone might misread me. I don't want to disapoint and I don't want anyone to think less of me. By blogging straight from my thoughts with no concern to how it may sound to someone else, I could end up doing harm to a relationship I value. I truly value every relationship I have. Even the ones that are hard, the ones that I have to struggle at and the ones that are tiring. I still value them and don't want to do any damage to them.

SO. That leaves me never knowing what I should say or how I should say it.

About 1/2 way through the Merlot and during a new episode of What Not to Wear there was a Geico commercial with the green lizard. One that I never quite understood what the geiko was saying. Suddenly it dawned on me that I had got it this time. A half a bottle of Merlot was all I needed to see the point of this commercial clearly. I suddenly thought "this is a blog". My semi-stupored mind kicked into gear and started putting the thought into words to blog. Then I started thinking about how I should just get up and go and write this now, but the dog trainer was just about to meet Nick and Carmindy and I can't miss that. Another commercial break and 3/4 into the Merlot now, my mind wandered back to what to write. I was already losing the train of how I wanted to get this amazing moment of advertising clarity across and I started thinking about how I know I won't blog until morning and then I know I will have completely lost the moment. That took me straight into the before and after post idea.

Of course after the whole bottle was gone and the dog groomer looked like she will be turning up on a future season of America's Next Top Model, my idea sounded like something that would actually have people disussing around the water cooler.

I don't really care if they do or not. I just want something to get me writing. Something that will allow me to be free with my thoughts and still able to keep all my relationships healthy and valued.

Hence we now have before and after.

I also had two other ideas to get me writing. First, if there is anything you would like me to comment on, say so. Worse case scenario is you just may get a before and after. Second, I should, no promises, start just quickly posting a sentence when one of those blog moments happen. I can go back and before and after it later or not. Either way, I can't forget it for later.

before and after

I think I may be on to something.

AND I am at the moment VERY EXCITED!

I am calling it before and after.

Basically its what I imagine in my mind to be an really cool, really interesting blog post. One that thousands of people will be interested in, something that people will talk about at the water cooler. You know, really, really cool! Rad! Phat! Go with your generations "word" for "so good you want to let everyone you know, know that you knew about it before they did" word.

It goes like this.

I tell you what I am thinking as I think it. I don't go back and edit it to try and make you understand what I really mean. I just tell it the way it comes out of me. stupid word for stupid word. If it's druken, like this one is, oh well, it is still what i am at that moment.

Then, after at least 12 hours, ABSOLUTELY NO LESS THAN 12 HOURS! EVER!

I try to tell you what I really meant.

I edit and I cut and I paste and I use spell check and every known tool available to me, including my brain. I can use cups of coffee, any legal drugs currently available, to clear my head. other peoples feedback, whatever I have access to, whatever I can beg, borrow or steal to try to make some sense of my before mind, to actually get across to you what I really actually meant to say.

That I will post again.

Please, tell me what you think.

Then I will repost my same thoughts again.

Then you can tell me again

Then I will finally have something.

Something I feel will be worth posting.

Thank you?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

....RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!.....

Happy Love Fest

It's Valentines day today. Trying as hard as I could, I still couldn't avoid it.

My husband loves me. I know that. He is not the romantic type to send me flowers or buy me gifts on Valentines, Birthdays or Anniversaries. I understood this before I married him. I still understand this and love him no less for it. With our relationship based on mutual love and respect for each other, we don't engage in the spending of lots of money on days designated by society.

But as I was in the drugstore today picking up a prescription anyway, while I waited, I looked at all the cards on the rack. That took all of 3 minutes as there wasn't much left. The ones that were left were pretty lame. They were either aimed at 3 yr olds or filled with sexual innuendos. I ended up picking him up a novel that I hope he will enjoy and a small chocolate treat and stuffie for Kaitlin. I do wish I had thought of this a week ago, so I could have mailed a little something to Craig, Genevieve, Stephanie & Todd. Sorry guys, I will just have to owe you a lasagna next time your home.

So, even though we are not holiday spenders (except for at Christmas, but that's another blog) I ended up spending about $60 on the day. The drugstore gifts cost me $20.00 and then I decided on impulse as I was leaving work, that it would be nice to just pick up some supper and dessert at the local grocery store. Another $40 bucks on a roasted chicken, spuds, salad, cake and cookie dough/brownie ice cream. They were out of rolo ice cream so I had to go with the next best.

ROLO ICE CREAM IS THE BEST ICE CREAM EVER!

I left Dean a voice mail asking him to pick up a bottle of wine on the way home. I figured if I am gonna be a last minute spending sucker he must as well come on over to the dark side with me.

Happiest of Love fests to all.

I've been sick.

I have been sick for the past week and still feel pretty crappy. Last, last Thursday evening Kaitlin started complaining she wasn't feeling well. By Friday morning it was quite evident she was sick, so she stayed home from school. She was sick through the weekend, and on Monday morning was still not well. Monday evening, when I left work for the day, I noticed a bit of a scratchiness in my throat, but thought nothing of it. By the time we sat down for supper I was feeling like I was getting sick and my throat was hurting pretty good. By the time I went to bed, early that evening I was sick. Head pounding hurt, raw throat, fever, every muscle in my body aching fiercely. My fingernails were screaming at me to stop the hurt. I was so surprised at how fast it all came on. I went from noticing a little something in my throat to full blown in bed flu within 3 hours. I can't remember being that sick in over 10 years.

Kaitlin has not been back to school yet. It has been 9 days for her today and she is still worn down tired and ache-y. I have been able to predict every thing I have experienced exactly 4 days after her. We took K up to the hospital one evening last week. I thought if she isn't getting any better after 5 days, it's time to have an university educated health care person give me some input. The doctor said she was the same as the previous 75 kids he had seen that day. Take her home, put her in bed, give her whatever cough/cold medicine she prefers, control the fever with acetaminophen and don't send her back to school for the rest of the week.

I was 24 hours into my sickness at that time, and at that point scared.

Since the first 36 hours I have been very slowly feeling a little better each day. I missed 3 days of work and count myself lucky that was all. K is going back to school tomorrow. I think although it will most likely tire her, it will also do her good to give her eyes a chance to view something other than the TV screen or the back of her eyelids. She has been sleeping around 12 to 14 hours a day.

Now the good news. I am going to fly to BC in May. I am going to fly for the very first time in my life and I will be doing it all by myself. I am both excited and nervous about the plane ride.

Sunday nite

Hey y'all,

It's Sunday evening and I don't know where the weekend went or what I even did. Well, that's not entirely true, I know I did a few hours of grocery shopping, more than a few hours of laundry and was at the office for a few hours as well. Throw in some well planned and prepared healthy meals, some healthy baking and a dog walking and I guess there isn't much time left to do anything.

I started a new book. Tuesday's with Morrie. I've been wanting to read it for quite a while and when I saw it at the grocery store the other day, I grabbed it without a second thought. So far so good, but it isn't a very thick book so I don't expect it to last me long. I really should be picking up a few books that would help me with work, but I just can't get into them at home. I like my job, but not quite enough to read about it at home.

I am feeling out of sorts today. I feel really bagged, but at the same time very restless. I thought I needed some exercise, its been way too long, at least a week since I've worked out at the gym, so I took the dogs for a walk. It was a good half hour at a good pace with hills. I even put on my big heavy winter boots and coat to make it a better work out. I got some good steam going and was sweating and everything, but when I got home I was even more tired than when I left and I still feel that way hours later. The fresh air was nice though. Too bad the sun wasn't out, that may have helped.

Even though it's still early, I think I am going to go to bed with my book. Tomorrow is going to be a very hectic day and I'll most likely be at work late. If I can, I might head to the gym after work.

See ya'

I should be folding laundry

but instead I'm burning and listening to this.

Now I know...

...who my readers are. Not a big bunch are you? That's just fine. The more readers, the more pressure.

I was thinking all week about what I would change and there really isn't anything big. Even if I could change some of the negative stuff I wouldn't because it all leads to more positive stuff in some way or another.

The only thing I could come up with was I wish I had worked out more and ate less crap. I wish I had worked harder at losing some weight. Well, that said, I can't go back, I can only go forward. So, forward we all go.