Yes doctor, I concur

This morning was my semi-annual appointment with my doctor. I really like this doctor.  We've been together now for 14 years.   Seems I'm in amazing health, but I weigh too much for my height.  Yes doctor, I concur.  Tell me something I don't know.  Cash, check or charge?

Tuesday's child is full of grace

I'm trying to be positive today and keep the good mojo flowing....it's always easier said than done.  Just when you think you've got a good handle on things, there's a big chunk of concrete thrown slap dab in the middle of the road.  So, I'm trying to handle it gracefully and not get all shook up about it.  Or as my favorite fish once said, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming".

Wonderful weekend blues

Monday morning is NEVER, I repeat NEVER my favorite time.  I've never gone to bed early enough, I seldom prepare for the week ahead (which is going to change little missy), and I'm not a morning person anyway......anywho, I despise Monday morning.  I happened to have a really fun Saturday with my best friend wandering around the Kumkuat Festival (yes, you read it right, it's a festival that revolves around kumkuats), which made the Monday morning madness even harder. 

This seems to be my pattern if I have a great weekend, I have a really, really, really terrible Monday morning.  Compared to a slug, stay in your flannel pajama bottoms and big t-shirt/no action weekend when I'm actually anxious to get back into my routine and almost welcome the next week with vigor.

So today, I'm singing the "I had a wonderful weekend" blues. 

Anticipation

Carly Simon got it right when she implanted this song into my childhood head via my almond colored clock radio:

We can never know about the days to come
But we think about them anyway, yay
And I wonder if I'm really with you now
Or just chasin' after some finer day

Anticipation, anticipation
Is makin' me late
Is keepin' me waitin'

And I tell you how easy it feels to be with you
And how right your arms feel around me
But I, I rehearsed those lines just late last night
When I was thinkin' about how right tonight might be

Anticipation, anticipation
Is makin' me late
Is keepin' me waitin'

And tomorrow we might not be together
I'm no prophet and I don't know nature's ways
So I'll try and see into your eyes right now
And stay right here 'cause these are the good old days

(These are the good old days)
And stay right here 'cause these are the good old days

I've decided to try to remind myself daily that "These are the good old days", don't waste 'em!

Keepin' it real

So, it turns out that when you decide to only eat "real" food that comes from the ground, the sea, the farm, etc. that you feel better.  Four days in and I'm not as miserable as I thought I would be....go figure!  I need to add in some actual exercise.  It's not that I hate exercise, it's just that I hate exercise. That's all.

What time is it?

I don't know what it is but every night I get busy and the next thing I know, I look up and it's midnight. I get home from work, get dinner, answer emails, write, watch some TV, catch up on more emails, write, look up at the clock - midnight!  What time is it?  Probably midnight.

Diet Bet

So....I started a Diet Bet on Monday of this week (it's Wednesday and I haven't ditched it which is a miracle in itself), and I'm very optimistic about it.  For one, I ALWAYS find motivation from both competition and money.  With Diet Bet, you get both so here's hoping I can keep it going for 4 weeks!