Life Is Beautiful

Gag. I ate fast food yesterday, and at 9pm no less! I am SO IRRITATED at myself. Other than Subway, I haven't been through a drive through yet this year. Looking back on yesterday, I can see what happened. We had the Science Fair last night from 5pm - 9pm. I packed a cheese stick and an apple, and made a half a turkey sandwich to take with me. The sandwich, I tried to eat on the way there - but the bread was crumbly and I didn't want crumbs all over my shirt. I scarfed down the cheese stick to fill the void. After the projects were judged, the fair opened to the public and there were cookies and refreshments. I ate my apple during that time (oh boy did those brownies look good!) but by the time we were going home, I was just to hungry to wait til we got home, and didn't want to make anything once we got there. Like Jillian says: if you fail to plan, you will plan to fail. I put the others before myself and left only enough dinner for them to eat. I should have made sure the...

Yesterday's weigh in left me feeling a little deflated. Though, since I'm an every day weigher, I knew what was coming. That scale had been at a standstill all week long. I ran, I climbed, I lifted, squatted, curled and pressed. I ate my protein, said no to most things naughty and still the scale sat still. I was stressed. Way. I feel like last week was probably the most worked up I had been in a long time. Just lots of things going on, busy busy busy, and nothing - it seemed - was either a. controllable by me, or b. going off without a hitch. I totally wigged out over a couple of these and even cried...twice. All that is behind me. I'm continuing to workout really hard and eat well within my guidelines. I'm shooting for more protein and trying to get 100g per day. It take a little effort, but isn't much above the RDI for a sedentary person (.8 x weight in kg = 65). I don't remotely consider myself sedentary so I upped it just a scosch. Here's a...

There's not a whole lot that compares to wearing a bathing suit. For better or worse, you get a true gauge of your progress. Previously I had been wearing a pair of shorts and a tee shirt to the pool. Lately, I've been resurrecting clothing from over a year ago and felt pretty confident about donning my old suit. So...I looked for my bathing suit circa "that era". Couldn't find it. I could find suits from prior to that era, but not the one I was looking for. What to do, what to do... I tried on one that I could find and while it did fit - I didn't like it. Yuck. I should have kept to the shorts and tee. I don't think it was the suit, though. But I'm stubborn. And darn it, I want to be comfy when I swim. Digging through my dresser drawers I spotted a perfect tropical print sarong to "wrap and cover" with, and ended up feeling okay when we took a dip on Saturday. I'm just a pound of two away from half way to goal. I feel good a...

I listen to the preachers on Bott Radio in the car sometimes. Seems I hear what I need to when I need it! So, before I launch in to this busy Saturday, I think I'll share what I heard last night on the way to the store. Now, I may not get this exactly right - but it's what I gleaned from it. And hey, just remembering what the letters stand for is pretty good for this Crazy Lady. The A.C.T.S. prayer model: A - Adoration. Think about God's character, maybe look up some verses and meditate on His personality. This brings to mind, for me, God's continuing effort to make me better. He wants, not what's good for me, but what is very best. He's certainly patient with me as well. C - Confession. Pray that God bring to mind anything that stands between him and me, or me and another person. Right away last night, I was reminded of how my mouth has gotten out of control. Conviction is different than condemnation. When I'm convicted, I feel sorry but empower...

My grandma used to make these.  The kids helped me make home made white cake, we poured them into ice cream cones, and baked them up.  Mmm, so good they hardley need frosting!