Today is DAY 40 of my effort to build a habit of doing a yoga session daily. In MY case, it apparently takes longer than 40 days, but I do have to say that it’s on my mind every afternoon now. I’m more aware of the time in the afternoon, with a calculation of when I need to stop what I’m doing in order to have time for my yoga session before I need to fix dinner. Progress.
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My scales and I continue our feud. It has a really snide, MEAN, snarky manner, taking delight when the numbers are up. One day at a time, and then ONE day it will gulp and bow to me – or at least quit sticking out its tongue at me.
My sister-in-law and I have decided to form a scale-stompers group. The whole purpose is to demonstrate solidarity to our friends and other loved ones, and let them know that they are not alone. There is no fee to join. Scale-stomping parties to follow. Are you in?
It’s cool, foggy, and heavily misting this morning. I wanted to sleep in, but our hairdresser called first thing, saying he wouldn’t be able to do my husband’s haircut today. We have since regrouped, taken the trash down to the bottom of the driveway (with Amber enjoying the ride), and will have a stay-at-home day.
My husband had a really nice experience yesterday afternoon. He told me he was in the kitchen when he caught movement outside the dining area windows. He thought it must be a really big dog, but it turned out to be a doe with her fawn! He watched them as they walked all the way across our back yard and into the trees. I was glad Amber wasn’t outside, bothering them. A really special sight. I wish I had seen it.
I discovered yesterday that our town will build a new library to serve a two-county area. It’s still in the design stage, but they’ve purchased the land and are now in the process of getting water and other utilities to it. I’m a bit sad that it will be where the main street in our town intersects with the highway, much farther away from the center of town.
It makes me remember really happy days when I visited my grandparents in a small town called Nevada, Missouri, when I was a very young teenager. My brother and I visited them separately, each for two weeks during our time off from school. They lived close enough to the ‘square’ that I could feel quite independent. I ran errands for my grandparents, but also got to walk to the drugstore for a real coke with a cherry in it, made at the counter where I sat on a stool and visited with the person behind the ‘bar.’ I would walk to the library and check out books, then walk around the square, window shopping, stopping at the shoe store where we knew the owner. It was a really lovely time in my life. There are probably a lot of kids enjoying a similar experience now in our town, which will stop when the new library is built. But maybe they’re not as nostalgic as I…
This shows you how I feel today. I’m not aware of any sleeping problems last night – I just feel incredibly lazy today.
I made two phone calls this morning first thing –
to our local library to see if they were now taking book donations. We’ve always made a point of taking our books to donate for their book sale/fund raisers, but during the pandemic they stopped taking donations or having the sales. The librarian sounded pleased I called, so I’ll turn my sights toward gathering a good donation.
to our local propane supplier for fill-ups on our two propane tanks. We got one tank for the house when we built it in 1987. We got just another small tank years afterward to power the heater in our shop. We top both off once a year. In the last year they have gone to a phone tree system that is apparently service-area wide. Between bad choices and then too-loud music on hold, it’s quite annoying to get to a real person. THEN – that person is apparently in a call center, judging from the background noise, and English is a second language. It took me 20 minutes of giving information and answering questions to schedule the fill-ups for some time in the coming week or next. Nothing is easy anymore.
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I’m pretty much deciding that my next big project will be getting my books under control – going through what I have, deciding what can be donated, and reorganizing the rest. I’ll continue what I have started upstairs and work my way down. We have books in almost every room, so this will take awhile.
I’ve been trying to eat more in the Mediterranean style, including LOTS more veggies and fruit in our diet. I’m also trying to find veggies that won’t cause a divorce after almost 54 years of marriage, since my husband – who is not veggie-averse, leans toward veggie-intolerant. So far, I’m on my own on recipes.
I’ve looked at LOTS of beginning Mediterranean recipes and am frustrated. Not only do they feature veggies I KNOW my husband won’t eat, they throw in chick peas, quinoa, olives, and kale. I would be fine with a bunch of this, but these are simply no-go in this house. Bah. Humbug.
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So far, I’ve been successful making our ‘regular’ recipes, adapting them for “less meat and more veggies,” adding more veggies to stews and casseroles, relying heavily on individual frozen dinners so that my husband gets a break while still eating healthy and I can choose the ones with the heavier proportion of veggies. A mixed bag.
We are possibly going to have rain today – scattered showers and storms. We also have rain forecast for Monday through Thursday of the coming week. I’m just hoping for a really good, thorough watering that will stop the worry about wildfires and give all the plants a nice, deep drink.
Quick Run-Down – Hips better. Knees still hurting. Still too much lard. Still old. :0)
Plan for the day – catch up – laundry-change sheets-filing-balance checkbooks-bill paying-yoga-book reorganization-etc. Exciting, huh!
I’m feeling lucky this morning for all I have and can enjoy. It’s a day to pause, reflect, and give thanks.
I have gained 5 pounds since I switched from Low-Carb eating to Mediterranean style eating. I’m trying to take one day – one meal – at a time, but the 5 pounds is a round number that I really don’t like. If that were all I had to lose, I would look at it more calmly – but it’s just the tip of the iceberg I’ve been trying to lose for quite awhile now.
Add to that – my hips and knees have been strenuously talking to me for the past week, making it much harder to do my daily yoga session. I’ve modified that, trying to do all my poses, but fewer reps or not pushing quite so hard, adding muscle gel and Tylenol to the mix, trying to exercise my way through it. (I’m on DAY 36 today.)
The good news is that my digestion is good now. My body seems to really like the increase in veggies and fruit. I’m not having to take ANY medications now related to this, and for that I’m grateful.
I’m just ‘making a note’ that I’ll be happier when there is less of me.
It’s Friday, so it’s Lunch Bunch in a bit followed by a couple of errands. I’m mailing the Christmas cards my friend asked me to paint so she can send them to her friends this year.
I haven’t decided what I’ll tackle when we get home. I’m still working on trying to rearrange the part of my book collection that lives upstairs. I’ll probably continue working on that this afternoon. No other big plans yet.
Hi! We’re having another ‘cool’ day, at 86, for the high this afternoon. We tried to just have open doors and ceiling fans yesterday, but it was too humid. It’s humid again this morning, so we’re going to keep the a/c on, but I’ll take it. Such a nice relief.
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I had a good time in the art room yesterday and finished the cards that I hope my friend will like. I sent her pics to see what she says.
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Today is DAY 34 of my daily yoga practice. I’m having to push myself again, because my hips and knees have been talking to me for the past several days, but I’m concentrating on slow and steady, with fewer reps to get me through it.
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I’m now muttering to my scales that I don’t appreciate “sarcastic scale humor” whatsoever, but mine is delighting in its newfound ability to smirk and laugh at me. One of these days, I’ll wipe the smile off its face.
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Just as I’m finishing my ‘last’ Linda Thomas paperback, I received part of my new order of her books yesterday. It’s getting harder to find used paperbacks by Linda Thomas, but I’ll redouble my efforts when I start getting low again. Right now I feel rich in books. :0)
One of the things on my to-do list today is to work on reorganizing some of my books. Hopefully, by the end of the day, I’ll have a better handle on things.
It’s just my luck to have a set of sarcastic scales with a mean sense of humor.
Mine are beside themselves with mirth right now, seeing I’ve gained some unwanted poundage. Each day lately I’m assaulted with various ‘faces’ reacting with glee that I’ve gained another half pound. Bah. Humbug.
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Regardless of the snide-ness of my scales, I’m trying to take one day at a time, eat only healthy foods, cut my portions, drink more water, and move more. Eventually, I’ll shut the scales up, or at least make them respect my efforts.
I officially admit to being wrong in my opinion that water is impossible to paint. I’m truly in awe of people who can paint water or snow, though, and these paintings remind us how MUCH talent and beauty abound in our world.
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The HIGH is forecast to be 85 today and it RAINED overnight and is still raining a bit. HOOORRAAAAAAY! Yesterday 106 – today 85. It’s like we are on a different planet. NICE, NICE relief! My husband slept in this morning and just got up a few minutes ago. GREAT morning to sleep. We’ll go out in a bit, get our mail, see if our trash was picked up yesterday, see if any UPS deliveries are hanging on our robot, and then replenish some supplies.
There are few have-to’s today, so I’ll play things by ear and just do a bit of cleaning, a bit of cooking, a bit of painting – just generally trying to make it a great day.
It’s 101 degrees F. here today. With the heat index, it feels like 106 at the moment. I just went outside to check why the garage pad alarm went off, and it was the cat, who finally decided it was uncivilized outside and wanted to come in. The heat hit me in the face the minute I opened the garage people door, not to mention when I got out in the sun.
We MAY get some rain overnight or tomorrow morning. MAY is the operational word. I would be very grateful if we did and the heat slacked off, even for part of a day.
We were up reading from 1:30 until around 3 this morning. Both of us were having trouble falling and staying asleep. We tried again about 3am and managed to get a few hours. I felt groggy, though, now, and am drinking some coffee, trying to feel alert.