Yesterday I had the dubious task of finding a dress to wear to my daughter's 21st. I used to love dress shopping. Note the past tense. Yesterday it wasn't much fun at all. I did manage to find something that fits and looks as good as I'm going to look at the moment, which is about all I can hope for!
I have been on a healthy eating and exercise plan for about a week now. It's been 7 days since my last chocolate. It hasn't been pretty.
Well...to be honest it hasn't been that bad. Today is harder because I'm not at work, trying to keep busy and keep my mind off food! Took the dog to the beach for a walk which killed an hour or so, and made his day.
I've got a daughter who is a clean eating fanatic and a personal trainer. I so wish some of her enthusiasm would rub off on me. We have a month until her 21st. The dress I bought yesterday is a snug fit, won't hurt to lose a few kilo's, so that shall be my aim.
And now that I've said it out loud I have to do it!
Wish me luck!
Aaannnd...I'm going to church tomorrow. Not because I'm rostered to do something, or because someone has called asking where I am, but because I want to. Go me.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
It doesn't fit.
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Just Rambling...
Hello friends.
I don't have a specific topic today. Just felt like a chat.
Have had a difficult week with number two child this week. Got some practice at not "fixing" it, and letting him suffer the consequences of his actions (or in this case, lack of actions). The issue seems to have righted itself for the moment. Not holding my breath though.
Harvest is in full swing. Well kind of. At a bit of a stand still at the moment because the weather isn't playing the game. Kym is having a rest for the weekend which he needs, so it's not all bad.
Faith wise, I'm still a bit rocky. Not sure what I'm going to do about that. Just feeling a bit stuck.
We had family photos taken a few weeks ago, those who see me on facebook would have seen the photos but I love this one of the kids. Makes me remember that I don't really want to smother them with a pillow. Well not all the time anyway.
