Why are mornings so crazy in my house? You would think that in about three hours we could get ready for the day without having to rush around at the last minute. I wake up at 6 to exercise. I'm finished by around 7. I hop in the shower and usually by this time both kids are up--it's all down hill from there. I wonder what it's like to get dressed without someone climbing up your leg or eating breakfast in your bathroom?

So, Preston's at school right now and Dawson is napping. I had this great idea that I'd drop Preston off at school and I'd run to the grocery store for a few items---well, that didn't work since Dawson crashed within two seconds of being in the car. We'll have to head out after we pick Preston up. It's such a pain to take both kids with me. I always end up with a zillion unnecessary items that mysteriously appear in my cart and takes ten times as long to load and unload everything with a helper.

I think I'm just in a complaining mood. Moan and groan about nothing really. Guess I need to get it off my chest since I spend most of my day with it all bottled up inside me anyways.

I had a nice compliment today from a friend today about the BFL program. She said "I have read/watched your changes, in attitude and if it helps you
any, know that your struggles and questions on the boards really helped me,I was thinking and asking a lot of the same things, so your simplification
progress has helped others as well." It's things like that that really motivate me to keep going. I never thought of myself as an inspiration to other people until I read something like that. I've spent a majority of my life looking up to others that finally there are people turning to me for advice and encouragement.

On that note, I'm really wanting some peanut butter cookies today. Not fresh out of the oven but ones that have been baked and turn a little crispy after a day. The kind you can dip in milk. Friday I'll put on my Betty Crocker smile and bake away. Nothing like cookies for breakfast on my free day. Well, we'll probably go out to eat too so ummm, cookies and pancakes???

I need to get dinner made. We are having grilled salmon, asparagus, and probably red potatoes for dinner. Not too exciting but hey, we gotta eat something. I'm ready for the kids to go crazy now that the grill is being heated. It's like a sign--mom starts dinner so kids go crazy and need everything right that very second. Dawson seems to always wake up the minute I open the refrigerator to begin dinner preparations. Then he hangs on me until dinner is completed and we are all happily shoveling our faces. Preston, on the other hand, could care less what I'm fixing for dinner. He says he loves everything until it's sitting there on his plate. Then he decides he hates it. Drives me crazy. Oh well--I probably have it easy--just the little things that annoy me the most.

testing testing 1,2,3 ... remember I'm new at this....

Bodyforlife

Just thought I would join the blogging bandwagon. I thought it would be easier for me to post my thoughts and ideas here versus everywhere. People can check up on me and see that I am alive and well in my own little world here. I don't even know where to begin but to just get a start on this is enough in itself. I've never been one into journals. One of those things I "thought" I'd enjoy, like scrapbooking, I buy all the stuff to go with it but never sit down and actually do it. Maybe knowing people are actually expecting me to write something that it will be motivation enough to keep up. Who knows--I could bag the idea tonight. HA!

At the beginning of the year I joined the Body For Life (www.bodyforlife.com) bandwagon. Time to take a wild ride for that healthier lifestyle. I wouldn't say I was out of shape, really, just not fit enough to be seen naked in public. I need to loose that excess baby jiggle along with a few other problem areas that just don't seem to go away when you are eating cookies for breakfast. I am nearing the end of my 12-week challenge and I wouldn't say my results are Amazing as the pictures you see in the book but something is going on to my body. Things are moving here and there and my clothing has never fit better. It's an emotional rollercoaster for me but it's turning me into a stronger person inside and out. I have some goals that I'm working on, physical and mental, and hope to accomplish most of them by the end of the month. After that I'll be taking my free week to evaluate how far I've come and where I need to improve as I move on to challenge two.

So, that's me in a nutshell and I'll try my best to keep up with my blog... Aaaaaaaaack, wish me luck!