Tuesday, June 24, 2014
When you see something edible, in the house or at work, and think to yourself "I'm not going to eat that, it's not for me". Then you watch as your ostensibly disembodied hand reaches out- of it's own accord, mind you - snatches that cookie/potato chip/piece of chocolate and pops it in your pie-hole before you even realize you've done it. Dontcha hate that? It's been happening a lot to me lately :-(
I don't have a weight issue, I just have a hand management issue :-)
I need to find some inner fortitude here pretty dang quick or I'm gonna be having a problem with my wardrobe. Maybe a 1400 calorie challenge, or a Vegetarian Week, just something to remind me that I am the master of my hands and my mouth and I can make good choices. This is especially important as I head into my 6-week summer break from school, where my eating schedule is less structured and there's all sorts of room for damage.
Hopefully I get the okay to start running again, that always seems to help. My PT prescription is up at the end of this week, though I suspect he may ask to have another week or two tacked on. I'm crossing my fingers that I improve enough to start getting back to my regular activities.
And that's the State of the Union, a la Emma, this fine Tuesday morning. Hope all of you have a splendiferous day!
Monday, June 16, 2014
It's been a wild and crazy weekend, full of family, friends, RAIN, food, RAIN and warm fuzzies. Oh, and did I mention RAIN? Thank goodness for rental and loaner tents for the lawn :-)
Now hopefully things will get back to what passes for normal in Emma's world!
Friday, June 13, 2014
So, this morning I got up a bit earlier to go to the gym, because I had a mission beforehand. I had bought window paint to doll up Princess's car before she headed out to graduation practice at 9am. It was pretty wet, and I had a bit of a hard time getting the maroon and white paint sticks to work. I did the best I could and headed off to the gym.
When I got out of my car, I noticed I had some of the maroon paint on my hands. No biggie, it wiped right off with Mommy Wipes (aka my thumb and some spit!). But when I got in the gym and scanned my key card, I noticed I had maroon paint on it too - too much for a Mommy Wipe. I trotted off to the bathroom to clean off my keys.
When I got the keys all wiped down in the bathroom, I glanced up to check out just how bad my bedhead might be, and was shocked to see maroon paint splattered and smeared across my face! I looked like an extra on Dexter! It was pretty funny, but also quite disturbing that I entered the gym, said good morning to the front desk attendant (who used to babysit my kids way back when, so she knows me), said hi to one of the personal trainers who knows me as well, and neither of them said a word! What about "are you okay??!" or "should I call 911??". Nothing. Not even a double-take.
Now either I look like a murder witness all the time and just don't realize it, or my gym staff is just a bit out of it in the morning!
I was grateful that I found it in the bathroom instead of starting my elliptical workout like that and going to wipe my face on the white gym towel...I would have freaked out! Working out so hard I started bleeding out my eyeballs? LOL
Oh, BTW, when I got back home 45 minutes later, all the paint had been washed off by the rain :-(
Happy Friday, everybody, hope you have a great weekend!
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
After my post yesterday about Princesses graduation and my SIL's recent breast cancer diagnosis, I was complacently unprepared for yet more bad news. Abi, my oldest, called yesterday to say that his landlord has chosen to not renew his lease for next year, and now he and his wife *and their 4 kids* have to be out in 20 days :-( My heart just breaks for them - they have just not gotten a single break since he got out of the Navy 3 years ago. I'm working very hard not to take this whole thing on, to keep things in perspective, but Jiminy Christmas, that's a tough break!
On the other hand, there was also another "sweet" - DH was asked to submit his resume for a position at a local company where several former co-workers are now employed. The position sounds like a good one for which he is highly qualified, and it would mean better hours and less, maybe even no, travel. The job hasn't even been posted yet, and he has sent his resume to a friend who will hand-deliver it to the hiring manager, so I'm crossing fingers that something good comes out of that. If nothing else, maybe a bit more money and a little more free time for him so we can be there to support Abi and the family as they work on locating a new place to live.
Life keeps coming, fast and furious, and if I can't run, I'll use the elliptical. And if I can't do it after work, I'll get to the gym by 5am like this morning to get my sweat on. One gift I can give myself and my family is a healthy Emma, so that's what I'm going to do.
Happy Hump Day, Sparkies!
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
As I've probably mentioned too many times to count, Princess is graduating from high school on Friday - WOOT!! She had her senior awards night last week, and managed to walk away with a Music Department award, a school Pride of the Pack award, 2 honors cords, an honors medallion and a local scholarship. Needless to say, DH and I are pretty proud and very happy for her successful school career thus far.
So, while riding around on that little bubble of contentment, we found out that DH's sister has breast cancer. She's only 47, and has a 23-year-old son and a 9-year-old daughter still at home. Not sure how far advanced it is, she just found out a couple of days ago and hasn't met with any specialists, but she's already put her foot down that she won't have any chemotherapy or radiation treatments after surgery. This is a lady who refused to get her kids vaccinated because it causes autism, and she won't go to the doctor unless it's reached crisis stage. I am sad for her for having to go through all this, but also praying that some kind and persuasive soul takes her on as a pet project to convince her to take whatever treatment her doctors recommend. I'm just not ready to lose her yet! And neither is her daughter, I'm sure. Why, I've known her longer than my husband. We were neighbors when I first moved to town, and she told me "you HAVE to meet my brother!" at the same time she was telling him "you HAVE to meet my neighbor!" 24 years later, here we are! You can see why I hate to think of losing my Yenta :-)
Looks like, along with the graduation celebrations this weekend, there will be a fair amount of underlying sadness while we wait to see what unfolds for my sister-in-law.
This is what life is like, though, isn't it? The good along with the bad - nobody gets a free pass from worry and heartache, it's just important to love and support each other through it all.
Hoping that mostly all good stuff is happening in the lives of all my SparkFriends, and that the bad is small, manageable and fleeting!
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