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It’s Friday, but with my new shifted schedule I have hit my first ADF Weekend! 🙂  I’m walking as I type this, so I’m being good.. but today is also, as I promised my kids, Cookie Day… so after I’m done being good I am off to be very bad.  I’ll be making batches of sugar cookies, snickerdoodles, almond pound cake and maybe — dare I say it? — Chex mix!


December 17, 2010 at 9:40 am 1 comment

Cleaning, Day 7: Ch-ch-Changes….

Bed, check.  Kitchen, check.  So far, so good.

I’m thinking a lot about changes today.


April 26, 2009 at 12:35 pm

Cleaning, Day 6: Almost Perfect, But Not Quite…

Andy came back today.  I managed to get the ground floor looking decent, but upstairs still needed work.  That’s okay; Andy probably barely notices anyway.  I did get the master bedroom straightened up and looking swell, so that’s probably all that matters.  That’s the sort of thing he notices, anyway.


April 25, 2009 at 12:27 pm

Cleaning, Day 2: Sparkle, Sparkle!

Well, so far so good.  As I write this, my bed is made, my room is straightened up and my kitchen is nice and clean.  I did a good job of staying on top of the kitchen mess, especially, and made sure to put everything away right away.  I really am sort of childish about that sort of thing, and I tend to just make a big mess and leave it when I’m cooking.   This would be a good habit to break.


April 21, 2009 at 11:27 pm 1 comment

Lent, Day 42: Narrow Garage

Yet another reminder of the fact that losing weight also means losing actual size and girth.   Andy cleaned out the garage this past weekend, which meant a lot of the stuff that had been piled up on ‘my side’ (or at least, the side where we park the van, which is the car I usually drive) was moved out and disposed of.


April 8, 2009 at 5:37 am

Lent, Day 27: Spa in Sight…

You know, yesterday I meant to elaborate on this in the Weight Check post for this week, and realize I never did.

I’m with 10 pounds of my Spa Goal!


March 24, 2009 at 7:16 pm

Exercise+, Day 19: Looking Down the Barrel

Today was another good day, I’m happy to report.  When I got up this morning (which was around 7:30 am), I found that Zack had already been up for an hour and was through most of his lessons.  He actually finished everything by noon.   I was only TOO THRILLED to release him on his own recognissance for the rest of the day.   After all, being done with one’s schoolwork by by  noon is supposed to be one of the joys of homeschooling: you don’t have to wait for the rest of the class to finish their work before you can move onto the next thing. 😉

And I, in turn, was equally industrious.  I did three loads of laundry, three loads of dishes (No, I’m not kidding… and the dishes weren’t even piled up to start with; we just go through a LOT of dishes around here.)  I got dinner made and in the oven on time, and I even made pudding for the kids for dessert.  As if to underscore our good day, the weather cheered up to a balmy 50 degrees, and promises to be even better tomorrow.  Mmmm!


February 6, 2009 at 10:57 pm 3 comments

Exercise+, Day 18: Tomorrow’s Gonna Be Another Day…

I used to be a huge Monkees fan.  Back in 1986, when they resurfaced for their big reunion tour, I was one of those pre-teens who hopped on the bandwagon and decided to moon after men who were old enough to be my father.  Somehow at the time this didn’t strike me as nearly so lame as it appears now in hindsight, but I guess in the broad scheme of things it was a safe enough crush.  My friends and I were effectively crushing on the 20-something versions of these guys, so the targets of our affections effectively no longer existed.

At any rate, after yesterday’s school-related drama, a Monkee’s song has been running through my head (hence today’s title).  Of course, until I wrote this, it didn’t hit me that the song doesn’t necessarily say that Tomorrow will be a BETTER day.  Only that it will be ANOTHER day.  Hmm.


February 5, 2009 at 11:29 pm 1 comment

Exercise+, Day 15: Saying Goodbye to Whiny Week

I think I’ve finally left the spectres of last week behind me.  A perfect example of eating and dieting representing as much a psychological situation as a physiological one.  Looking back on the whole week now, I was just plain depressed, and I was taking it out on myself, my diet, the kids’ school, everything.  And as a result, everything suffered.  The kids are behind in school, I struggled every single day to stay on my diet plan, I didn’t accomplish anything for PCG, and the house fell apart around me.

What had me depressed?  Probably everything I mentioned in my posts last week, in one way or another.  Trying to do too much, failing at it, feeling bad about failing at it, missing my younger days when I didn’t have so many responsibilities, resenting said responsibilities in light of my longing to go back to those earlier days, guilt because the resentment suggested bad things about me, whatever.  Those kinds of things tend to be cumulative for me, but when I get like that I can only stand so much of it before I just get sick of myself and decide to knock it off.  I seem to be a tipping-point person in every aspect of my life, from housekeeping to weight loss to hair care to depression.  I tend to let things slide just so far and smack myself back to flying right again.


February 2, 2009 at 10:33 am 1 comment

Exercise+, Day 14: WOOT!

If I needed a pick-me-up day, this was definitely it.   All that whining and gnashing of teeth from earlier this week is just downright embarassing now, and I’m almost tempted to go back and delete that entry. 😉

Today was Sunday, which of course meant we had church first thing.  After the service ended, I saw my father up in the balcony waving down at me and trying to tell me something.  It took me a second to understand him, but I was kind of floored when I did: he was telling me my HAIR looked nice. 😉  My Dad has many good qualities, of course, but being rampant with praise about such things is just not his way usually, so that was kind of neat.

I barely had time to process the novetly there when an older member of our congregation appeared beside me and was complimenting my hair too.  This woman is one I don’t talk to a lot, though we’ve always been friendly, so her sudden attention was sort of a surprise too.

Throughout the course of the morning, I was complimented at least four or five times more, too.  Mostly it was my hair, and I can appreciate that; I guess one of the unexpected benefits of letting your hair go too long before cuts is that when you finally DO get in to get it done, the change is so dramatic that everyone notices.  But the change in my hair also drew attention to the other changes, which apparently was noted to my Mom later.  “Wow..Jen looks good!”  That was just so nice. 🙂  I really needed that.


February 1, 2009 at 11:32 pm

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