Cleaning, Day 3: This one is not about cleaning…

The downside to making ‘cleaning’ my goal is that there just isn’t much to WRITE about.     So yeah.. today I made my bed, and the kitchen is clean!  Somehow there’s just not much more to say about it.  I guess I could wax long and philosophical about the various types of pillows on my bed, or the challenges inherent with removing discarded Jell-O from a linoleum floor, but I somehow doubt that’s very interesting to read.

Let’s move on.

Sleep, Day 3: Woo, Sleep!

Well, that’s two days down.  How far did I get last time?  I can’t even remember.

Unfortunately, I can’t say that I’m actually getting more SLEEP this way.   Even though I tend to go to bed kind of late, the kids usually let me sleep (or at least doze) in enough that I generally get between 6 and 8 hours per night.  Well, on AVERAGE, anyway.  There are outliers.

Lent, Day 44: Good Friday

Almost there now.  I can almost smell the sausage cooking…

Good Friday has always been one of my favorite services of the year.   As a rule I’m not a very emotionally-affected person, so the fact that a church service actually depresses me is kind of novel and interesting.  I actually find that sort of nice.

But it seemed fitting that today was a Down Day, so I went in to our Good Friday service feeling subdued anyway.

Lent, Day 31: Appetite

Appetite is a funny thing, I’m finding.  If there were a good way to study the way emotions impact your appetite, I bet the results would be really fascinating.

Lent, Day 29: Salad Bar Fail

Noah’s birthday is tomorrow, so we decided to take him out to Chuck E. Cheese’s for dinner tonight.   We’d go tomorrow, but it’s a Down Day and this seems easier than switching the weekend around. (Besides, the weather tomorrow is supposed to be really yucky.)

Since I’m still doing the vegetarian thing because of Lent, I opted for the salad bar rather than forcing the family to make half of the pizza cheese-only.   Not much of a sacrifice, really, because as it happens Chuck E. Cheese’s has a pretty good salad bar.  A nice selection of vegetables and fruit, it always looks really fresh, and the assortment of crunchy bits they offer is really good.

But there is one area in which Chuck E. Cheese’s salad bar commits a Salad Bar Fail, and that is this:

Lent, Day 19: No Doughnuts For Jen

We went to church last night for Isaac’s baptism, so today we just had Sunday School/Bible Study to worry about.   This was nice, since it meant we could sleep in a little, and there was time to actually eat a real breakfast before we headed up to Zion.   Over the last week or so, I’ve made it a point to eat an egg for breakfast — one prepared Weight-Watchers style, which is actually okay with me.  I’ve never been one that needed eggs to be prepared with cheese or whatever in order to enjoy them.  ‘Course, this is probably just because I like salt too much, but anyway…

Exercise+, Day 7: Diagnostic Complete.

Walking late again today.   Once again, a busy weekend day.  I made good on my promise to make Window Cookies with Noah, and then we worked on Pinewood Derby cars, since the race is next weekend.   I actually could have made it a point to come down here sooner, but it’s bitingly cold outside, and that makes the basement pretty bitterly cold too.  I pretty much used every excuse I could think of not to come down until close to 10, when I realized I needed to get walking or call the day a failure, blogwise.

The blog is very useful in terms of motivation, that’s for sure.

Exercise, Day 7: Sweating the Weigh-In

First week is down.  I’m walking as I write this, so I’ve succeeded in completing my first week of daily walking.  I got in three hours’ worth yesterday, which made up for the deficit of the day before, but I’m still not looking forward to tomorrow.  I have a feeling the results won’t be so good.

Exercise, Day 6: Walking Late

Well, sort of.   I’ve been in the habit of walking first thing in the morning, but today the boys had basketball camp from 8:00-10:15, and then we took them to Home Depot for the Kids’ Workshop.  By the time we got home it was time to make lunch, so between prep, cleanup, and putting Luke down for his nap, I’m getting down here to walk at almost 1:30 pm.

It doesn’t help that Andy is also treadmilling.   He’s not entirely sold on changing what we eat, but he does want to feel better and the treadmill is much easier to do while watching TV than the elliptical, so he’s asserting his right to take part.  I am glad of this, but I’m not a patient person and having to wait my turn is annoying.    Fortunately, he goes back to school on Monday, so I won’t have to wait on him.  I guess I can afford to be magnanimous.

ADF/WW: Day 21

Done and Done.  Today’s the last day, and I’m dutifully journalling my food, like a good girl.

Yesterday was weird, though.  I noticed something interesting.  I had a breakfast that consisted of cereal, some salted pistachios  and an Asiago Cheese Bagel, which basically meant that I’d blown a good 16 or something right out of the box.  I was good for lunch and had a plate of veggies and dip with some strawberries.  I snacked on a couple of cookies, though, so by the time I tallied everything up, I had exactly 1 point left over for dinner.  Yuck.