Am I Bigger in Texas?

Have you ever bought a one way ticket somewhere because you didn’t know when you would return?  It’s intimidating. 

So I’m in Texas learning things that can’t be taught this well in any school, and hanging with some very cool people.  I don’t know when I’ll be home. 

Tuesday, after a SUPER long day of travel, and Wednesday a LONG day after a SUPER long day of travel – well, i wasn’t too cool with not knowing when I’d be home.  After a good night’s sleep and a good day today, I’m feeling much better about it. 

And, as much as I miss my husband…I sure do love having a bed to myself.

What I Did on My Day Off.

I had Friday off from work.  I worked out in the morning, then went for a massage.  It hurt, and I’m a little tender, but at least my shoulders aren’t touching my ears anymore. 

I came home from the massage and cleaned house.  I LOVE a clean house.  I wanted to start throwing things away – things that just feel cluttery.  Except I’ve realized that most of the things in this house aren’t mine anymore.  They’re either E’s or ours, so I have to get some input before throwing things away.  I kind of hate that.  E is a little bit of a keeper which I would have known had I toured his dad’s extra garage and storage barn before we married.  I hate STUFF, and we have accumulated a LOT of it.  So I do the best I can to keep it organized or out of sight. 

I made lasagna with acorn squash for dinner last night and it was GOOD.  I am a good cook. 

I also received this in the mail

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I tried it on and I’m not sure about it.  I’m not sure if it’s the color, or if I’m just too old for it.

All About Me.

I have had a raging headache for the last few days. My neck and shoulders are sore and I’ve had sinus issues, so I’m sure the headaches are from a combination of things. I am taking Friday off and I have booked a massage. I am SO looking forward to it.

The daily grind of doing doing doing for others and not so much for myself makes a massage that much nicer. Just relaxing and letting someone else do all the work to make ME feel better. For 60 minutes it’s all about ME. I think the human touch is very important – from what I’ve read it helps boost the immune system and aids in the healing process. Plus massages are for relaxing tight muscles and relieving stress. Amen!

Other than that, I’m going to enjoy a day of not working, which will morph into a weekend of not working. Well…not being at work, I should say. E and I are planning to build a bed since we can’t find a reasonably priced one we like. I am also planning to paint some chairs, and maybe re-upholster the seat pads on some stools, oh and I have to start working on coupons as Christmas gifts. No shopping though – I think I’m done spending money for a while, after a shopping spree at Pottery Barn, Clinique, Piper Lime and Land’s End. Oh, and a cruise booked for January. Now THAT will be relaxing.

Weight Watcher.

I’ve been feeling crappy (and crabby) lately.  I’m slowly growing out of my clothes, and the number on the scale is quickly growing to numbers I haven’t seen in 5 years.

I’m sure it’s all due to my eating habits.  However, I don’t feel like I’m eating differently than I have been the last few years…try to be healthy, but indulge in the occasional nachos or pizza.  Maybe the occasional indulgences have gotten more frequent?  It was very easy to eat well before I moved in with E.  If I didn’t want to eat it, I didn’t have it in the house.  E is the kind of person who is tall and thin and can eat whatever he wants without gaining an ounce.

I also started taking my bc on a different schedule.  Some studies say yes it will make you gain weight and others say no it won’t.  Hard to say, I guess.  I’m also getting older by the minute, and while I’ve never had any sort of awesome metabolism, what little I did have I’m sure is slowly fading.

So…I don’t know, but I know it sucks.  It was so super easy when I lost weight before.  Everything just clicked together and it came right off.  Having it come back tho…is disappointing.  And scary, like I’m out of control and it’s not going to stop.  I’ll cut out the candy at work – always a big culprit, and cut back on my portion size, and try not to stress about it.   I’ve lost it before and I can lose it again.

Serenaded by Santas.

I live in a town with a Santa School.  Santa School provides resources to men and women to help them be the best Santas and Mrs. Claus they can.  How cool is that?  It’s a wonderful program because who wants a crappy Santa?  No one. 

I am part of a program that provides some supplies to the school during the training.  This training was taking place last week, so a friend and I decided to stop by and see what was up at the school.

So we drive over to the Santa House and walk right into a room full of Santas and a few Mrs. Claus.  And the house itself is quite the place anyway – an elves’ workshop.  The leader spots us – apparently we looked out of place?  We introduce ourselves and talk to him for a few minutes.  Then he introduces us to the attendees.  And then they all stand up and sing us Rudolph: The Red-Nosed Reindeer!  30-some Santas and a handful of Mrs Claus singing to us.  It was outstanding!  I had a smile so big that my face hurt after.  We clapped when they were done, but it couldn’t convey how happy I felt.

We wished them good luck and that we hoped we were on the “Nice” list this year.