Yesterday i was a good little girl and went to church, then we had a nummy delish lunch of baked spaghetti at home with Mummy and Fajer...then those two lovebirds had a date together....we're not sure how they came home unscathed. Apparently my Fajer had an exceptionally good time. He wore a reindeer headband and led songs. That's my Fajer...quite outgoing and quite frankly, not giving a flying flip. (nice word for the f word) But that's my daddy :)
I have a new mantra...motto...whatev.
No, i haven't gained the freshman 15, but i have gained weight, about which i'm not quite happy.
So....i'm not trying to lose weight; i am losing weight.
For realz. I've lost 3 lbs since Saturday night and dang proud of it! I've learned to like my curves (my chest isn't getting any smaller, no matter what) but my bum has a little extra wiggle and me no like. Buuuut i was able to run 2 straight miles without stopping and that's an accomplishment to meh. I've never been much of a runner. I run funny.
There's no definitive to trying--trying implies failure, as someone so kindly informed me a week or two ago.
Started work again at home today...oh poo, i am pooped.
I have new Xmas card pic...my head is aching or else i would go drag my camera out and show this evening's outfit....
It was snowing...
Off to see New Year's Eve!
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