When I see the engagement pictures, my throat tightens, tears come to my eyes, and I just want to cry ... they are beautiful ... they are just a sweet couple ... I am so pleased for them. I will be glad when they send me a disc with the pictures. Molly set me up with a facebook page - I am determined to learn how to use it. Not sure what I would say on a page but it will be fun to find out.
Molly's mom is in full steam ahead with the wedding plans. I have paid the fee for the rehearsal hall at the church, contacted the caterer, so what do I do now? I have no idea. So ... I have decided to do something to make the dinner more personalized. What about coasters? Have them personalized with name and date. Not sure if the mom would like but I would like to do some kind of touch. The cater will decorate with a touch of the flowers from the wedding, so now I need to do what? Wait I guess. I need to also come up with the list for the guest. Already?? Wow, I had no idea that we had to have the list so early. Am I dense or what? But I am excited... real excited.
I had a busy weekend, ladies group met this Saturday am, Sunday was a big dinner anniversary that I helped to serve at, my allergies are giving me fits, on the edge of being sick. Son called, we had a nice talk, he is working so hard to earn extra money for the honeymoon. I hope that we can help also. I would like for them to go someplace special ... that is the one thing that I would have changed when we got married - I would have had a honeymoon. We never did. We could not afford it. But I have always wanted to have one. But there is no do overs. So grab those times when you can - there are no do overs. None.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
More about the Engagement and Party!
Ah, yes, the engagement party - it was just wonderful... it was just precious ... Son did a great job of keeping every detail a secret. What a great surprise it was to Molly!!
It all started when Son bought the ring ... what a beautiful ring. He prayed about it, gave it to the Lord to provide, he spent his inheritance on it. Molly will be proud to wear it. Then when son realized that he wanted his parents there, we started with a plan. About two weeks ago, Molly's mom and I started working on the party. We found the place, talked about the food, she ordered some surprises for the couple, sent out the invites, talked with her friends and we both prayed for no rain. Son took care of what he wanted to do, ordered some flowers, did laundry, and prayed for no rain. He had a plan; we were to tell her that we were to leave a day early (Friday am) due to his father's health and that would open the conversations for him to ask her out on a date since they had no plans. It didn't happen quite like that - while playing cards with them on Thursday pm, we told her we were leaving early, I called her Mom and explained it to her, and then it was up to Shawn. When Shawn ask her on the date, she said no - that she had rather go home to see her Dad, that he was not going to be in town for Easter, and that she wanted to see him. Shawn tried to talk her out of it, but she would not hear of it, so about half way thru the game he went to the bathroom and called her Mom, that things were not going so well and they needed to find a new plan. Molly's mom came up with a plan to kept Molly in town - her Dad may have to go back to the rig because of a problem, and that her sister and friend was coming to town and they could have dinner in the French quarter. Later the sister told Molly that they were running late and to go ahead and go out with Shawn and they would met up later. And the party begins ... so many lies ... but we do confess and get forgiveness later.
It was a big surprise for Molly - Son picked her up and took her to City Park - he already had a friend and her sister hiding, ready for picture taking and filming - he got her some beautiful flowers and a special note was tucked inside, he got down on his knee and asked her, they hugged and walked off into the sunset ... what a beautiful picture it was. He took her blindfolded to Cary Hall on campus where we had the party set up. He marched her in and we, along with about 20 friends waited, and as he took off the scarf we called out surprise!! and she was, so surprised ... and delighted ... it was a great time had by all. We talked, ate, and talked, ate until about 9:30 or so, then we gathered everything up and we went to the hotel and they, along with a number of their friends, went out to talk some more ... we found the hotel with very little help, (yea!) and was in bed by about 11 pm. Husband was so tired, he was out like a light and was asleep in no time.
Some of our thoughts: Molly's sister had to go thru 3 tornadoes to get to the party ... she barely had time to change clothes before the party. Shawn had to use plan B to ask Molly to marry him, it was too windy for plan A. Angie and Haley got here in time for the party... Haley got here the night before (11 pm) and Angie got here Friday at noon - it made the party so fun with a few people we knew. Husband and I got the chance to spend the morning doing a few things we wanted to do. Stayed a few nights at the Guest House ... very nice ... ate breakfast at the Soul Food ... interesting place ... was around the cornor from our hotel. I made the spinach dip; it was great. Molly's mom was great - so well planned ... just wished she would allowed me to do more.
It all started when Son bought the ring ... what a beautiful ring. He prayed about it, gave it to the Lord to provide, he spent his inheritance on it. Molly will be proud to wear it. Then when son realized that he wanted his parents there, we started with a plan. About two weeks ago, Molly's mom and I started working on the party. We found the place, talked about the food, she ordered some surprises for the couple, sent out the invites, talked with her friends and we both prayed for no rain. Son took care of what he wanted to do, ordered some flowers, did laundry, and prayed for no rain. He had a plan; we were to tell her that we were to leave a day early (Friday am) due to his father's health and that would open the conversations for him to ask her out on a date since they had no plans. It didn't happen quite like that - while playing cards with them on Thursday pm, we told her we were leaving early, I called her Mom and explained it to her, and then it was up to Shawn. When Shawn ask her on the date, she said no - that she had rather go home to see her Dad, that he was not going to be in town for Easter, and that she wanted to see him. Shawn tried to talk her out of it, but she would not hear of it, so about half way thru the game he went to the bathroom and called her Mom, that things were not going so well and they needed to find a new plan. Molly's mom came up with a plan to kept Molly in town - her Dad may have to go back to the rig because of a problem, and that her sister and friend was coming to town and they could have dinner in the French quarter. Later the sister told Molly that they were running late and to go ahead and go out with Shawn and they would met up later. And the party begins ... so many lies ... but we do confess and get forgiveness later.
It was a big surprise for Molly - Son picked her up and took her to City Park - he already had a friend and her sister hiding, ready for picture taking and filming - he got her some beautiful flowers and a special note was tucked inside, he got down on his knee and asked her, they hugged and walked off into the sunset ... what a beautiful picture it was. He took her blindfolded to Cary Hall on campus where we had the party set up. He marched her in and we, along with about 20 friends waited, and as he took off the scarf we called out surprise!! and she was, so surprised ... and delighted ... it was a great time had by all. We talked, ate, and talked, ate until about 9:30 or so, then we gathered everything up and we went to the hotel and they, along with a number of their friends, went out to talk some more ... we found the hotel with very little help, (yea!) and was in bed by about 11 pm. Husband was so tired, he was out like a light and was asleep in no time.
Some of our thoughts: Molly's sister had to go thru 3 tornadoes to get to the party ... she barely had time to change clothes before the party. Shawn had to use plan B to ask Molly to marry him, it was too windy for plan A. Angie and Haley got here in time for the party... Haley got here the night before (11 pm) and Angie got here Friday at noon - it made the party so fun with a few people we knew. Husband and I got the chance to spend the morning doing a few things we wanted to do. Stayed a few nights at the Guest House ... very nice ... ate breakfast at the Soul Food ... interesting place ... was around the cornor from our hotel. I made the spinach dip; it was great. Molly's mom was great - so well planned ... just wished she would allowed me to do more.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
My Son is in Love .... with Molly
He met Molly back in Jan of 2010. They had a long distance relationship until August of 2010, when he decided to test the waters and move to New Orleans to be with her. Wow, what a decision that was, I drove down with him, he found a place to share with a friend and just rented a bedroom from him. Molly is so nice, so sweet, so in love with my son. She has been to our house several times to visit and now my son is on her turf. I have strange feeling about this, but the more I see them together, the more comfortable I am with them as a couple. Does that make sense?
Out of the blue, my son calls and wanted to know if it was OK for him to marry Molly, did we have any objections - lands no we said. And the plans begins. Molly's parents were in town for a day and we met up for lunch at the Elephant Bar. They are just as nice as she is and they seem to love my son. Wow, what a aha moment. We are planning to offer the money that we inherited from my grandmother to him for the ring. Molly's mom has offered her diamond in her ring for Molly's ring. Isn't that just the sweetest thing? I'm not sure how I feel about that but I think the gesture was nice, real nice.
My husband and I drove to New Orleans to help plan their engagement party. Son has got the ring on order and since we are going to be in town, he wanted to pop the question and surprise her with a party. Susan (Molly's mom, and my new best friend) was on board with it from day one. She called me a few times with ideas; she didn't like mine. She did like that I suggest the foyer when Molly goes to college as a place of interest. Come to find out she did like the idea, so we start the plans. At first she wanted to do a tailgating party at a park, but the park would not let us use electricity after 7 pm so that was out of the question. So to the seminary we will go.
She took care of sending out invitations ( ! )
ordered special M&Ms (some said Molly and Son, April 15, 2011, and other had a small picture of them - way too cute!);
then she ordered 6 bottles of Jones soda (she was a bit surprise that I had not heard of it - she thought everyone knew of that brand of soda - she had their picture on one side and on the other a message from them and us - not so sure that was necessary - cute that is for sure!);
suggestion a food place to order the sandwiches items;
ordered the cake (from a friend's 17 years old daughter - it turned out to be 4 tiers high - beautiful and fun);
order a picnic basket to put some engagement items in;
rented some purple scarfs for the table and silver trays for the food;
brought the tea and water decanter. Now that was what I knew about.
the scarf the my son was to blindfold her was monogramed;
that the picnic basket was monogramed;
that she changed her mind on the small tables (so we did not use the small tableclothes that I bought).
On the table we had: a flower arrangement
a four tier cake
hoagies, cut in 1/2" slices
pinwheels
Spinach dip w/crackers and melba toast chips
Captain Roneys dip
pasta salad
chicken salad sandwich bites
fresh strawberries and dip
quiche
two decantors; with tea and lemon flavored water.
It was a nice spread, real nice, and she had everything under control. Everything. She did not need my help. I tried several times with helping put out the food, but I could tell she wanted to do it, so I let her. Now to the party ...
Out of the blue, my son calls and wanted to know if it was OK for him to marry Molly, did we have any objections - lands no we said. And the plans begins. Molly's parents were in town for a day and we met up for lunch at the Elephant Bar. They are just as nice as she is and they seem to love my son. Wow, what a aha moment. We are planning to offer the money that we inherited from my grandmother to him for the ring. Molly's mom has offered her diamond in her ring for Molly's ring. Isn't that just the sweetest thing? I'm not sure how I feel about that but I think the gesture was nice, real nice.
My husband and I drove to New Orleans to help plan their engagement party. Son has got the ring on order and since we are going to be in town, he wanted to pop the question and surprise her with a party. Susan (Molly's mom, and my new best friend) was on board with it from day one. She called me a few times with ideas; she didn't like mine. She did like that I suggest the foyer when Molly goes to college as a place of interest. Come to find out she did like the idea, so we start the plans. At first she wanted to do a tailgating party at a park, but the park would not let us use electricity after 7 pm so that was out of the question. So to the seminary we will go.
She took care of sending out invitations ( ! )
ordered special M&Ms (some said Molly and Son, April 15, 2011, and other had a small picture of them - way too cute!);
then she ordered 6 bottles of Jones soda (she was a bit surprise that I had not heard of it - she thought everyone knew of that brand of soda - she had their picture on one side and on the other a message from them and us - not so sure that was necessary - cute that is for sure!);
suggestion a food place to order the sandwiches items;
ordered the cake (from a friend's 17 years old daughter - it turned out to be 4 tiers high - beautiful and fun);
order a picnic basket to put some engagement items in;
rented some purple scarfs for the table and silver trays for the food;
brought the tea and water decanter. Now that was what I knew about.
What I didn't know was:
the scarf the my son was to blindfold her was monogramed;
that the picnic basket was monogramed;
that she changed her mind on the small tables (so we did not use the small tableclothes that I bought).
On the table we had: a flower arrangement
a four tier cake
hoagies, cut in 1/2" slices
pinwheels
Spinach dip w/crackers and melba toast chips
Captain Roneys dip
pasta salad
chicken salad sandwich bites
fresh strawberries and dip
quiche
two decantors; with tea and lemon flavored water.
It was a nice spread, real nice, and she had everything under control. Everything. She did not need my help. I tried several times with helping put out the food, but I could tell she wanted to do it, so I let her. Now to the party ...
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
I'm Back ...
Can't believe that it has been so long since I have posted anything. My how time flies!! That is so true. So much has happened ... so much that I feel myself suddenly wanting to write about it.
About how sick my husband has been since October ...
About how my son recently got engaged ...
About how my self esteem is low ...
About how my life is changing and I don't want it to ...
Can I change it? No.
Do I want to change it? Yes and No
So now I will start writing and maybe I can make some sense of everything going on around me.
First: Back in October 2010, my husband was so sickly - I took him to the hospital one Sunday morning, I will always remember the date, October 10, and after a few days of testing, the doctors say that he has NASH - liver failure. My heart dropped. How can this be? How can someone who does not drink, have such a disease? How can someone who lives a good life - who loves God and his family get such a disease? And will my heart stop racing? Just how can this be? I am still asking myself these questions. And I pray - alot.
In November (the Tuesday before Thanksgiving), my husband was referred to a new Doctor - and when we drove up to keep our appointment, again my heart dropped, the building said Transplant Unit. Who was this doctor? We were almost afraid to look at each other, my heart stopped beating ... we spent two hours with this doctor, he was very informative, he was very scary, he was very abrupt. I start to sweat. Fear clutches my heart in a big way. The doctor said to be careful of germs - even a cold will put him in the hospital over night. Be real careful he says, he repeated it twice.
We were both shocked, angry, and emotional. We were so quiet on the way home, what was there to say? I think we both just needed some time to digest what he had to say. I felt that I needed to be alone. Totally alone to pray - for my husband and for me - is that crazy? I have to be strong, for both of us. It is going to be a long journey, and I know that I need Jesus to walk with us - now more than ever. Our journey has been made by many before us - but a scary journey for us is about to start. This doctor gave him a prescription that was $1449. - our part was $100.00 - wow that is a lot of money.
Our son was home for Thanksgiving, I was glad for the distraction. But I tried to talk to him about how sick his Dad was, and all I did was cry. I feel that I must be falling apart. My husband was so sick, I am afraid, I am almost sick. I just wanted to sit and cry - I didn't know what to say, I just felt I needed to be alone. And all these friends and family are here for the holiday and I'm not in the holiday mood. But ... I help with the cooking, decorations, and I smile, I smile again... and my heart is numb. To this day I have no idea what was said. I just sat and enjoyed the moment.
My diet is shot - all I want to do is eat - I have to sit on my hands to not eat - I know now that I have to be strong - and I have to be careful about our diet - not just for my health but for my husband's also. He has to be careful of salt and no process meat. Now our life has changed, our life has changed forever. And that is a long time.
I heard from my little sister during my husband's hospital stay. Haven't actually talked with her on the phone in a couple of years - it was good to hear from her. I wish we were closer - but something happened when my Mom died, I guess I said something wrong, I'm not sure, but grief has a way of making you crazy - I'm sure it was me, I am always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. But whatever happened, I wish we would make peace - I love her, and I guess that is why it hurts so much. For awhile I cried about not hearing from her, she would not answer
my calls or my emails. Now she will answer my emails but this was the first call that I have had from her. Why is it that it takes a death, a crisis, for someone to care? Little sister and I were so close at one time, even took a cruise together, now it is as if I am not alive. It hurts, it hurts alot, but what can I do - how do you repair a broken relationship? It was as if I lost not only my Mom but a little sister also. My heart is still sore from that hurt, but it is broken now that my husband is so sick. Why does it always have to be about her?
We went back to the doctor in January - and the doctor explained a bit more about this liver problem. And the numbers are bad. His meld score is 13 - you are put on the transplant list at a score of 15. And my heart dropped ... again. I still asked the same questions, how can this be? But I also know that our faith is strong. We have to believe that ... and we do believe that. I am so thankful that we are both Christians, so thankful ...
We go back to the doctor in late May, I pray, I pray that God's will will be done. What I want does not matter anymore, God is big, God knows what the number will be before we even get to the appointment. But it is still scary, very scary stuff.
About how sick my husband has been since October ...
About how my son recently got engaged ...
About how my self esteem is low ...
About how my life is changing and I don't want it to ...
Can I change it? No.
Do I want to change it? Yes and No
So now I will start writing and maybe I can make some sense of everything going on around me.
First: Back in October 2010, my husband was so sickly - I took him to the hospital one Sunday morning, I will always remember the date, October 10, and after a few days of testing, the doctors say that he has NASH - liver failure. My heart dropped. How can this be? How can someone who does not drink, have such a disease? How can someone who lives a good life - who loves God and his family get such a disease? And will my heart stop racing? Just how can this be? I am still asking myself these questions. And I pray - alot.
In November (the Tuesday before Thanksgiving), my husband was referred to a new Doctor - and when we drove up to keep our appointment, again my heart dropped, the building said Transplant Unit. Who was this doctor? We were almost afraid to look at each other, my heart stopped beating ... we spent two hours with this doctor, he was very informative, he was very scary, he was very abrupt. I start to sweat. Fear clutches my heart in a big way. The doctor said to be careful of germs - even a cold will put him in the hospital over night. Be real careful he says, he repeated it twice.
We were both shocked, angry, and emotional. We were so quiet on the way home, what was there to say? I think we both just needed some time to digest what he had to say. I felt that I needed to be alone. Totally alone to pray - for my husband and for me - is that crazy? I have to be strong, for both of us. It is going to be a long journey, and I know that I need Jesus to walk with us - now more than ever. Our journey has been made by many before us - but a scary journey for us is about to start. This doctor gave him a prescription that was $1449. - our part was $100.00 - wow that is a lot of money.
Our son was home for Thanksgiving, I was glad for the distraction. But I tried to talk to him about how sick his Dad was, and all I did was cry. I feel that I must be falling apart. My husband was so sick, I am afraid, I am almost sick. I just wanted to sit and cry - I didn't know what to say, I just felt I needed to be alone. And all these friends and family are here for the holiday and I'm not in the holiday mood. But ... I help with the cooking, decorations, and I smile, I smile again... and my heart is numb. To this day I have no idea what was said. I just sat and enjoyed the moment.
My diet is shot - all I want to do is eat - I have to sit on my hands to not eat - I know now that I have to be strong - and I have to be careful about our diet - not just for my health but for my husband's also. He has to be careful of salt and no process meat. Now our life has changed, our life has changed forever. And that is a long time.
I heard from my little sister during my husband's hospital stay. Haven't actually talked with her on the phone in a couple of years - it was good to hear from her. I wish we were closer - but something happened when my Mom died, I guess I said something wrong, I'm not sure, but grief has a way of making you crazy - I'm sure it was me, I am always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. But whatever happened, I wish we would make peace - I love her, and I guess that is why it hurts so much. For awhile I cried about not hearing from her, she would not answer
my calls or my emails. Now she will answer my emails but this was the first call that I have had from her. Why is it that it takes a death, a crisis, for someone to care? Little sister and I were so close at one time, even took a cruise together, now it is as if I am not alive. It hurts, it hurts alot, but what can I do - how do you repair a broken relationship? It was as if I lost not only my Mom but a little sister also. My heart is still sore from that hurt, but it is broken now that my husband is so sick. Why does it always have to be about her?
We went back to the doctor in January - and the doctor explained a bit more about this liver problem. And the numbers are bad. His meld score is 13 - you are put on the transplant list at a score of 15. And my heart dropped ... again. I still asked the same questions, how can this be? But I also know that our faith is strong. We have to believe that ... and we do believe that. I am so thankful that we are both Christians, so thankful ...
We go back to the doctor in late May, I pray, I pray that God's will will be done. What I want does not matter anymore, God is big, God knows what the number will be before we even get to the appointment. But it is still scary, very scary stuff.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
I'm a Bit Bummed ...
Maybe even a bit more than bummed out ... I'm just so angry? mad? disappointed? whatever I'm more than bummed out. I only lost 1.4 pounds this week - and I worked sooo hard - even went to the gym on Saturday- you would think that would have "helped" me to lose more than 1 pound. So my heart is on my sleeve and I want to eat, eat, eat. I must stay focused, I must not give up, I must not eat - in the past that is what I would have done. I would have told myself that "you worked so hard, you can't lose, eat, forget it nobody cares anyways." But I'm not that person anymore, I am strong, I am focused, I will lose this weight if it is one pound a week at a time, I will do it.
This one pound loss has been a knife in the heart - I have tried so hard this past week - I have exercised, walked the building every day, went to the gym, did Zumba with my friend, what else could I have done to make this week better? I am not sure. But tears are in my eyes whenever I think of my goal and now I don't think I will make it. I'm sooo disappointed - I so wanted to lose 57 pounds by the end of March. But with 16 pounds to go I must know that is not realistic so I need to stop harping about it and let it go -- and get as close as I can -- and know that I am doing the best I can. Stop beating myself up about it. I want to say it is not a big deal but it is to me -- only to me. Only one pound - I so wanted it to be more - I deserve it to be more - I worked so hard - maybe next week.
My plan for this next week: drink a lot more water, eat more veggies, watch the snacks (even thou I count them!), be more aware of carb type foods and avoid them.
Yes, I can do this, I can do this, yes, I will do this ... just one pound at a time. Watch my dust!!
This one pound loss has been a knife in the heart - I have tried so hard this past week - I have exercised, walked the building every day, went to the gym, did Zumba with my friend, what else could I have done to make this week better? I am not sure. But tears are in my eyes whenever I think of my goal and now I don't think I will make it. I'm sooo disappointed - I so wanted to lose 57 pounds by the end of March. But with 16 pounds to go I must know that is not realistic so I need to stop harping about it and let it go -- and get as close as I can -- and know that I am doing the best I can. Stop beating myself up about it. I want to say it is not a big deal but it is to me -- only to me. Only one pound - I so wanted it to be more - I deserve it to be more - I worked so hard - maybe next week.
My plan for this next week: drink a lot more water, eat more veggies, watch the snacks (even thou I count them!), be more aware of carb type foods and avoid them.
Yes, I can do this, I can do this, yes, I will do this ... just one pound at a time. Watch my dust!!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Valentine's Day
My valentine says:
To My Wonderful Wife
more often than you know,
during an ordinary moment,
I'll look at you and forget all the stuff
that clutters our lives ...
The Jobs, the bills, the schedules and routines -
they all fade away, and I see just you -
this absolutely wonderful woman
who I'm lucky enough to have by my side.
I know I don't tell you often enough,
but I really love the life we've made -
with all its ups and downs, its twists and turns.
I love it because I love the woman who's at the very heart of it all -
you, my wonderful wife.
Happy Valentine's Day
What a nice day - what a great card - almost made me cry - it does seem that stuff does clutter our lives - every day stuff. So it was so nice that he recongized it also. Even the weight issue clutters up our life - I am at 40 pounds now. I am starting to like the idea that I can wear several things that I have had in the closet for a long time. It seems that I have new clothes; just clothes that eveyone has forgotton that I have. What fun! I am still on track for my goal. Have you forgotton my goal? I will be 57 this year and I want to lose 57 pounds by my birthday. So I have got to work out some, eat right and believe in myself. So far I am right on track... we will see.
I went to the gym Saturday am and did a 30 minute work out so that was nice. Just a bit sore today not bad at all. Sold a few things on ebay, now I need to put a few more things on, sell, scan, describe, sell, scan, describe, what a busy life I have. But it works and I won't have it any other way.
My son may be spreading his wings and moving down south - he has always enjoyed the town down there and now that he has a girlfriend that goes to school there - he is looking into jobs. But hey, like I told him, he needs to be his own self. He is 27 now and has lived away from home several times but with the economy like it is he decided to move home to save money. And he has, saved money, I mean. And we will be fine, we will miss him, but we also know that he needs to be himself - wherever God sends him - I will be happy.
Must get ready for work tomorrow - Happy Valentine's Friends ...
To My Wonderful Wife
more often than you know,
during an ordinary moment,
I'll look at you and forget all the stuff
that clutters our lives ...
The Jobs, the bills, the schedules and routines -
they all fade away, and I see just you -
this absolutely wonderful woman
who I'm lucky enough to have by my side.
I know I don't tell you often enough,
but I really love the life we've made -
with all its ups and downs, its twists and turns.
I love it because I love the woman who's at the very heart of it all -
you, my wonderful wife.
Happy Valentine's Day
What a nice day - what a great card - almost made me cry - it does seem that stuff does clutter our lives - every day stuff. So it was so nice that he recongized it also. Even the weight issue clutters up our life - I am at 40 pounds now. I am starting to like the idea that I can wear several things that I have had in the closet for a long time. It seems that I have new clothes; just clothes that eveyone has forgotton that I have. What fun! I am still on track for my goal. Have you forgotton my goal? I will be 57 this year and I want to lose 57 pounds by my birthday. So I have got to work out some, eat right and believe in myself. So far I am right on track... we will see.
I went to the gym Saturday am and did a 30 minute work out so that was nice. Just a bit sore today not bad at all. Sold a few things on ebay, now I need to put a few more things on, sell, scan, describe, sell, scan, describe, what a busy life I have. But it works and I won't have it any other way.
My son may be spreading his wings and moving down south - he has always enjoyed the town down there and now that he has a girlfriend that goes to school there - he is looking into jobs. But hey, like I told him, he needs to be his own self. He is 27 now and has lived away from home several times but with the economy like it is he decided to move home to save money. And he has, saved money, I mean. And we will be fine, we will miss him, but we also know that he needs to be himself - wherever God sends him - I will be happy.
Must get ready for work tomorrow - Happy Valentine's Friends ...
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
A Bit Overwhelmed ...
Yes, at times I find dieting, or rather, eating healthier, a bit overwhelming. At times I find myself thinking that my weight is controlling who I am. Does that make sense? Someone today noticed that I have lost some weight. They were actually very nice about it. So I just said, thank you and went about my business. But deep down, I felt thin. Thin? No not skinny, because I don't know what that feels like, since I have been heavy all my life. Even as a child I was the heavy set one. That was how I was described by my family when introduced. This is A, B and C is the heavy set one (or sometimes it was the "cubby" one is C). Just like that and the tag stayed. But I am trying so hard to rip off that tag. And it is sooo hard to do. Just those few words made my day... and it is a motivator for me to continue. I have been sickly the last few days, sore throat, just inky feeling, so eating healthy has been hard. Not impossible, but hard. I am craving salt - strange isn't it? Salt - like in crackers. So I did eat a handful of crackers just to get the salt out of my system ... but I could use another portion. Maybe tomorrow ...
This past weekend I looked my closet over and "found" a number of things that fit real nice now. So it is like having a new wardrobe. I plan to wear something "new" tomorrow. I will see how that goes. I have a meeting at 9 am - I plan to explain how a "supply exchange" will help our department save money. Should be no big deal but sometimes people get a bit terroritorial when it comes to money/budget. My presentation will go something like this: "If you have supplies in your cabinet that you have not used in several years, bring them on such and such day and we will exchange your supplies for my supplies." But... sometimes other people think, what?? my department used our budget to buy X and we don't want to get rid of it... That is just selfish in this day in time with budget cuts and all. It was the company's money that bought those supplies so who cares whose budget it came out of? There are several items in my cabinet that was bought for events that will not happen again so why not pass on the labels or binders that we will not use? Oh, well, we will see how this goes ... people can be funny about money!!
This past weekend I looked my closet over and "found" a number of things that fit real nice now. So it is like having a new wardrobe. I plan to wear something "new" tomorrow. I will see how that goes. I have a meeting at 9 am - I plan to explain how a "supply exchange" will help our department save money. Should be no big deal but sometimes people get a bit terroritorial when it comes to money/budget. My presentation will go something like this: "If you have supplies in your cabinet that you have not used in several years, bring them on such and such day and we will exchange your supplies for my supplies." But... sometimes other people think, what?? my department used our budget to buy X and we don't want to get rid of it... That is just selfish in this day in time with budget cuts and all. It was the company's money that bought those supplies so who cares whose budget it came out of? There are several items in my cabinet that was bought for events that will not happen again so why not pass on the labels or binders that we will not use? Oh, well, we will see how this goes ... people can be funny about money!!
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