Heh, heh, heh…
Early this summer–back in June, I took on a life change challenge so I could be more healthy and get in better shape. In the nearly 2 months since I started I have lost 14.4 lbs. My legs and arms are getting stronger and my back doesn’t ache anymore. Everything I do every day is getting easier–just MOVING is getting easier! I know how far I still have to go, but this is life changing for me.
If you are interested–I’m using the TERRAfit program with doTERRA products and sincerely, I could do this forever because even after 2 months–it’s actually fun.
There’s a healthy person inside this body and I intend to find her!
PS~ For more details of this melting journey go to my other site: Gracious Rain Essentials
100 Happy Days #51
The sky has been doing this marvelous thing lately.
Several days in a row now.
Clouding up and rumbling with thunder and then covering everything with such pretty, pretty rain.
Oh, it’s positively my favorite thing in all the world…
I’m always overwhelmed with the need to bake something when it does this. Not even because I want to eat cookies or warm bread or brownies–though that does sound lovely too…
but more because that’s what my momma would have done if she were here listening to this pretty rain.
Seems to me that perfect habits should continue on without interruption.
Now, if I can just find some chocolate chips.
100 Happy Days #50
Yesterday I lost my debit card.
It was one of those times when it should be in my wallet but it wasn’t. I’m actually very, VERY good at keeping my keys where they belong, my wallet and purse where they belong and my id and credit cards where they belong. So, I looked through my car and the house and the driveway and dumped my purse out about 50 times. All of it over and over…but no luck.
I worried and whined and fussed but the bald kid said, “It’s all good mom. It’ll turn up. What’s the worst that can happen?” I wondered if he truly understood the worst that can happen but I figured that was a discussion for a later time. I wanted to holler, “But I’ve lost my DEBIT CARD, son!! But even if I regaled him with stories of possible financial turmoil and ruin, I had this funny feeling he would still just smile and say, “It’s all good mom.” I know, I know. Peace. Love. Rock & Roll. In case any of you thought that Bob Marley was dead–well, he’s back and in possession of my youngest son.
But on with my story. This morning after looking everywhere I had already looked for the millionth time, Lyndi said, “Call the gas station. That’s where you used it last. Call them.”
I didn’t want to call them because I just didn’t want it to be THAT lost. I wanted it to be in my car, under the seat or something. But it wasn’t.
So I looked up the number and called them. I told the nice man that answered my sad tale, and asked, “By any chance did anyone turn in a debit card?” and this guy said, “Why, yes miss, they did.” Calmly as you please. And it was mine.
When I went in to pick it up I told him, “I’m just so happy to be living here in this sweet town, where someone would turn in a debit card without thinking twice.” The man said, “Yeah, lots of places they’d have had a shopping spree. But, you know, there are still good people around. Have a good day.”
Believe me, I will.
Peace. Love. Rock & Roll.
PS~ Yeah, I know…time for a new wallet.
100 Happy Days #49
In case someone thought that we didn’t have enough kitties around here…
Introducing Princess PeachyO Momo Thomas. PeachyO for short. Miss Chompy pretty much won her as a super prize for doing a scary, hard, challenging thing…and doing it well.
Such a cute little prize–wouldn’t you say?
Uncle Beany has a “meh” attitude to the new kid, but OH My WORD Jiffy is ticked. She hisses and spits every time Peach comes in the room. But this little thing doesn’t care one bit. In fact, she was last seen chasing Miss Jiff into the garage.
This is gonna be good.
Heh, heh, heh.
100 Happy Days #48
Oh, this old, sweet, silly, heroic, ridiculous red van.
As you may remember, it tried very hard to die a few months back which led to some exciting, unheard of behavior on my part.
But then, what to do with the red van…hmmmmmm?
Well, it didn’t seem prudent–or respectful for that matter, to just send it off to the junk yard to be crushed up into tuna cans.
No, no. That wouldn’t be right.
So, we had a very kind man come and tow it to the shop for one last fix up.
And what do you know? For less than $100 it is up and running just fine…
and on to it’s new home with a sweet new family that promised to love it nearly as much as we have.
Good-bye old girl.
You’ve held a special place in our hearts.
We’ll never forget you.
Note: This post was all good and fine until the driver’s side door mechanism went out, totally freaking out the sweet people who wanted to give our old girl a new home. So, sadly…she is being put to rest and recycled. We’ll no one can say we didn’t try.
I’ve decided that whenever I feel a twinge of guilt over it, I’ll just go for a drive in my little Ruby.
That should help.