100-minus 50
HARD TO BELIEVE, isn't it? As I am too lazy to count myself, I am going by the much more together Diane of Fit To the Finish (who, and I will just say it, seems like such an incredibly dear, balanced, and kindly person.) So we're half done with the Hot 100 Challenge and I am still dangling 2 pounds above my Jan 1 goal. The suspense.
I did pretty well with my exercise goals- did my weights 3 1/2 times (last night would be the half.) I hit Zumba three times although today was subpar due to a missing piece of key technology: the running bra. I am protective of the girls. I did acquire Zumba shoes so I'll give a report after I try them out. And I bought a pair of size 12 khakis for my new job because they fit better than the 14s. And I am wearing them. And they are not tight. As I have pointed out to every member of my family currently present including the dog.
I am missing my husband. Do you ever miss someone physically? When I am missing my little girl I have a little-girl-sized lack in the middle of my body, just where she fits when I squeeze her. I still hug the big kids though I am trying to be protective of their dignity. Mostly I like to look at them.
I may be short a husband (who is eating beignets and gumbo and learning from the heavy hitters in his field). But I have a fire in the fireplace, the homework is done, the kids fed and the kitchen tidied, and now I get to work on my NaNoWriMo project. Woot!
I did pretty well with my exercise goals- did my weights 3 1/2 times (last night would be the half.) I hit Zumba three times although today was subpar due to a missing piece of key technology: the running bra. I am protective of the girls. I did acquire Zumba shoes so I'll give a report after I try them out. And I bought a pair of size 12 khakis for my new job because they fit better than the 14s. And I am wearing them. And they are not tight. As I have pointed out to every member of my family currently present including the dog.
I am missing my husband. Do you ever miss someone physically? When I am missing my little girl I have a little-girl-sized lack in the middle of my body, just where she fits when I squeeze her. I still hug the big kids though I am trying to be protective of their dignity. Mostly I like to look at them.
I may be short a husband (who is eating beignets and gumbo and learning from the heavy hitters in his field). But I have a fire in the fireplace, the homework is done, the kids fed and the kitchen tidied, and now I get to work on my NaNoWriMo project. Woot!
Great job on the smaller pants! :) You have much to be proud of! :)
ReplyDeleteHave fun with your project while hubby is gone. I had to say it out loud to try and imagine what it is. I'm curious now...
Hooray! for smaller pants (that fit)!
ReplyDeleteI wasn't home for the beginning of nanowrimo, so I've decided January will be my month. :)
Good job on the pants!
ReplyDeleteZumba...Hot 100...nanowrimo...(make note to self: google those things).
Yes, I do have a physical emptiness, a pang, when a member of my family is gone. It mostly happens with my kids...I miss my husband, too, but I've become used to missing him (he's a pilot and gone a lot).
Funny...my blog post today has sport-bra issues, too.
Despite the missing husband, you really sound like you've got it together. Enjoy those size 12s and toss another log on the fire.
ReplyDeleteGrats on the pants! To answer your question, yes, I physically miss my wife and my kids when I travel.
ReplyDeletegood job on the smaller jeans. I'm jealous that your hubby is down in one of my favorite places. My mouth is watering thinking of Cafe Du Monde.
ReplyDeleteWay to go on the new pant size. I am a bit jealous of your husband. I wouldn't mind a little N.O. gumbo myself.
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