I could feel it yesterday in my shorts. I could feel it in the tub when I took my bath. I weighed in and found an extra 3 pounds this morning! And I have Cherry Garcia to thank.
I can still feel his sweet kiss on my lips and the way his mere presence soothed my burning soul. He kept me wanting more and more until…
So today I say goodbye to Cherry for a while. The surest way I know to stay on my diet and lose this weight is to tell Hubby, (and I have). He will watch me like a hawk and thus keep me on the straight and narrow.
We leave in a few moments to go to the park. We’re doing the long hike today a 2 mile one. I’m taking the camera too, so I can hopefully get some shots of the doggies in the water.
This morning when I woke up I felt stiff, and headachy and quite miserable. Everything inside of me cried out to return to the golden slumber of moments before. Unfortunately Shubi, Fritz and Greta, not to mention Hubby had seen the eyes open and knew I was awake, so feigning sleep was a lost cause.
I’ve decided that sleeping late just isn’t going to happen to me again in this life time. The latest I sleep is maybe, maybe 7:30 on a dark and cloudy day. Most of the time, I am up at 6. This inability to sleep late is, no doubt, my grandmother’s pay back. As a teen I would sleep half the day away and drive her wild. She would promise me that the day would come when I would be up with the birds!
I had two children who were great sleepers, so I thought I’d somehow missed Grandma’s curse, but no. Here I am, 46 years old, children grown and gone, and now my dogs get me up or, and this is the worst part of all, I WAKE UP ALL BY MYSELF!
Life is cruel!
After breakfast, I talked to myself about my commitment to my walking. It was already in the upper 70’s with high humidity. Did I really want to go out walking? Well, no. But I did. I got Greta’s harness on and leash and off we went. We walked around our neighborhood, just over a mile. It was quiet on this Sunday morning, (sane people were still in bed and still asleep!) and we saw only one other person on our walk. Our neighbor, Frank. At 87 he shows no signs of slowing down. He was out mowing his lawn and doing some gardening. He’s amazing.
We came back to the house and watched The British Open, while I made a lunch of mixed chef salads. Tiger Woods is amazing!
My next project is making a file box for my stash of greeting cards. I LOVE to send cards to people and so I tend to pick them up when I see the right card for whomever. But I need a place to file these for easy retrieval. I’ve got a great cardboard box and some vinyl adhesive paper. I think I can do a fair job. I’ll post a picture when it’s done.
This morning I was getting ready to walk to the Post Office again, when Hubby suggested we take all three dogs to the local park and go for a nice nature walk. The route we would take is a mile and a half and has a little pond where Shubi and Fritz love to swim.
So off we went. We headed down the trail, heavily wooded and a bit muddy, with the dogs all running wildly. Even Shubi, who, bless her heart, has not been feeling her best the last few days. They all ran like young children and I had to run to keep up with them. Hubby was far behind, but we won’t even get into that! My cell phone rang and it was my daughter A.M. telling me about the party she was preparing for her Grandmother’s 80th birthday today. I was listening so hard, trying to keep up with the dogs when, boom, down I went. All that was hurt was my dignity!
We arrived at the pond and Shubi and Fritz went right in to swim. Greta was more concerned about sniffing around the edges. She still has not learned to swim. Today though, I placed all four feet in the water and she learned that she could get a nice drink.
Hubby played the fetch game, with a stick and Shubi and Fritz. Shubi would get the stick close to shore and Fritz would swim out to get it. At one point Greta stole the stick and Hubby retrieved it from her. Then he tossed it out in the pond. Fritz leapt to get it, and Greta followed!!!
For a moment Hubby and I stood in open mouthed shock as we watched Greta swimming her little dog paddle out, out, out, and then I realized she had better turn around because she really doesn’t know how to swim!!!
So I called to her over and over and over and she turned and swam in to the shore. Hubby and I started breathing again and he said, “For a minute I was getting ready to jump in and go rescue her.”
She is none the worse for the experience. In fact I think the little bugger actually enjoyed it! After the big dip, we headed back along another path to the car, and putting all three wet dogs in the back seat, we headed home.
Our new name for Greta is: Greta “Esther William’s” Garbo!!!
When I went in to see my Retinal Surgeon on Tuesday, Hubby asked, “Now that she has pretty much recovered can she run a 10 K Road Race?”
“Sure” replied the doctor.
“Great, ’cause she couldn’t before.” Hahahaha!
The point of this rather bland comment was that Hubby felt it was time for me to get up off my nice comfy chair and get back out moving around exercising.
Now, I believe that exercising is a 4 letter word! One that should not be uttered in mixed company! But as I could feel my legs and arms turning to jelly, I knew that the time had come to get back to work on actually moving my body in a direction other than the refrigerator.
So, this morning after breakfast, I paid some bills, put on my walking shoes, filled my backpack with a bottle of water, the mail to be mailed, my keys, and my cell phone, grabbed Greta, put on her little harness and leash and walked the mile and a quarter to the Post Office.
We stopped once so I could give Greta a nice big drink of water. And once to answer the cell phone when Hubby called to tell me how Fritz was very upset at our departure. (I actually think he was calling to check up on my progress!)
We dropped the mail and picked up our mail. Today we received about 10 pounds of it. I kid you not! Four heavy magazines! Plus a ton of junk!
Then we walked another mile and a quarter back. I made Greta stop for some water half way back, and the little minx refused to drink. So I tossed it on the ground, whereby she threw herself down on it and rubbed her body on the wet pavement!
Greta and I are now back. She has collapsed on the floor in front of the air conditioning and is sound asleep. What a sport. Me? Well, I’m sitting here watching “What Not To Wear” while I jot this all down, sipping a large glass of iced tea, feeling very proud of my accomplishment.
Now the real key is doing this daily. Hmmm! I wonder if I can actually do that?
Today, while standing at the worlds slowest elevator with the UPS man, we started to chat. He was a late twenty something man, with a nice smile.
Him: Will I be glad when this day is over.
Me: I know, me too! It’s so humid!
Him: Yeah, my wife just called me and she wants me to get groceries on the way home. She says it’s too hot for her to drag out the kids.
Me: My husband told me to go to the grocery store too, even though I wanted to wait.
Him: What are your kids getting hungry?
Me: (laughing) My kid is 28 years old!
Him: (looking truly startled, dear boy!) You have a 28 year old?
Me: (still laughing) Yup! And she would think this was funny.
Him: Wow! You don’t look old enough to have a 28 year old daughter!!!
Me: Thanks. I’ll tell her that.
As I walked away from the elevator at the bottom of the building, I could feel a little spring in my step! It’s not that I’m ancient or anything, but well, I know my days of people not believeing I am A.M.’s mother are limited. Anyday now they will be seeing me with small children and calling me “granny”!!
Yup. I’m changing the Will. That UPS man deserves something for making my day!
Yesterday was one of those great days. It started with a trip to see my hair stylist, Melanie, where I got a super short summer cut. I love it! I think it will take me all of 5 minutes each day to blow it dry.
After that I set out for a day of shopping. The Liz Claiborne Outlet shop, was having a big sale and I got three wrinkle free short sleeve shirts, for $9.99 each! One blue, one coral and one white. I also got two pretty polo shirts for $8.99 each! I’m still adding into my wardrobe things that I simply do not have since losing weight. So today was a BIG day.
While shopping I saw a mother and her 20 something daughter shopping together. It made me think of my daughter, A.M and miss her. Shopping together is something we really enjoy. Anyway, I decided to call her and we had the nicest visit. She is out in L.A. on business and I think she was as surprised as I was at the call! I just love the fact that our cell phone coverage allows us to call each other anytime, anywhere with no charge.
Then it was off to BJ’s for gas, and laundry soaps. I don’t know what you all are paying for gas, but at $2.21 a gallon I felt like I had found a real deal!
Then it was off to the grocery store.
Now by this time, I was in such a good mood. Smiling like some lunatic, as I walked through the store. Today I seemed to talk to strangers more, joke with the service people and really had a good time.
Tonight we went out for dinner with our neighbors. We all had Lobster rolls and it was delicious! Somehow a great way to end a really nice hot summer day.
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Do you like to cook? Very much. I love to make things up.
Have you gone to the Eiffel Tower? No, but saw it from the air. Does that count?
Have you considered plastic surgery? With my luck, No.
What famous people would you choose for your mom and dad? Not sure, um, mythical, maybe Mike & Carol Brady. They were so understanding.
Have you been to your ancestor’s homeland? Yes, England, Germany and Canada.
A delicious dessert: Okay, aside from Cherry Garcia, I love, chocolate cake with butter cream frosting!
Piece of clothing you love to wear: I love my pajamas
Smell that you associate with fond memories: the ocean. Some of my best memories were at the beach.
A non-traditional animal you’d like to keep as a pet: I had a Hawk, when I was a kid, but they made me give it to a Wildlife preserve when it’s wing healed.
Favorite foreign accent: British
We sat down this morning with all the stuff the cruise-line sent to us concerning our trip with them to Alaska this fall. I knew we needed to do some paper work, after all, we will cross into and out of Canada and then back again, so we will need customs forms and now because of Homeland Security upgrades passports. Okay, have that.
Then they sent along a 100 + page book that tells all about the different side trips you can take off of the ship. I started reading. Mini cruises, helicopter rides, train rides, coach rides, whale watches…
Oh they all sound so wonderful. How do you chose what you want to do. Actually, it’s quite easy. You decide what you want to see and then you look at the price of the “little side trip”. Then you select the mode most affordable to you.
I think the biggest splurge we will take is a train ride in Scagway. We love railway trips and this one looks to be quite beautiful!
It also “suggests” attire for the cruise. I can see a few days of shopping coming up and a little cash spent on those. I’ve got plenty of “day wear” but no evening wear.
I’m quite excited about this trip. I’ve never done a cruise, never been to Alaska, and never done the let someone else pamper you for 8 days kind of trip. I have to wonder if I can handle this?
This morning I drove Fritz to the Vets for his teeth cleaning. I got to a stop light and I glanced at the truck in front of me. It was then that evil thoughts permeated my mind. I could see myself on a desert island alone with these two wonderful men and a spoon. Yes, it was Ben & Jerry!
As I sat there I could feel my mouth begin to water.
Images of Cherry Garcia flashed before me and I could almost taste those chunks of chocolate whipped together with the sweetness of cherries. Oh, a nice desert island, with a beach lounge chair, a tanned cabana boy named Juan rubbing suntan lotion on me, and another bringing me endless dishes of ice cream…
I was brought back to the present by some jerk in a jeep who wanted me to move! I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and noticed that the Ben & Jerry truck was gone. So much for hi-jacking the truck to the nearest desert island!!!