Wednesday, September 4, 2024

Love that glaze ( and small swirl on the top). (Respectfully) smiling at the thought of your friend resting happily in a magical, mermaid's genie jar. I'm sure it will bring her daughter joy.

I must agree with Miss 150, there is a magical quality about this piece, and magic knowing it will shelter something so precious.

Like a starfish!

I think it is lovely. I'm sure she will too.

136.4

August tallied up a 7.2# loss and am under my self set maintenance range (140-150). At 5'7 I'm definitely not under weight, but on the other hand, at my age, a bit of padding is not unattractive either. Figure to refind a few of those #s as we settle back into a more relaxed and normal routine around here.

I'm down to the last (as far as arranging furniture goes) room- and no surprises here, it is the living room with DH's TV plopped down like the albatross they are and mucking up any sense of .... Ok, a deal is a deal, and a way will be found.... The next task will be to set and organize the so called art room - a project I'm going to thoroughly enjoy.

Time to be about it. Stuffed peppers and first loaf of bread to be made today (working out bugs in kitchen efficiency and inevitable rearrangements following).

Oh yes, learning how a new kitchen "cooks". I've been cooking in the same kitchen for 37 years now, so I know every inch (and there are so few in my tiny little kitchen) of the space, and how to make it work. When I cook elsewhere, my parents or rental etc. my rhythm is not the same. I feel like a new kitchen will tell you it's secrets and show you what the dance will be, but it can't do it all at once. It reveals the plan overtime.

I don't love to cook but when I do everything needs to be in a spot which I deem logical. Takes a lot of arranging in a new kitchen to get it that way. Since I am only 5'3" it also means nothing important on top shelves or high cabinets. Very frustrating here in DH's kitchen where the oils, vinegars and spices are in a cabinet above the microwave which is over the stove. I'm going to have to keep a stool handy here (they don't have any but I have 2 which will end up here).

Liz, Congratulations on sorting all those photos and letting some go. I have some of my Great Aunt's albums. She never married, and had no children, so there is no one left to explain what I am looking at. I finally just kept the ones where I could identify people or places, and the rest are lost to time. But I agree, don't toss too many of yourself. When I was an obese Mom of young children, I wanted to avoid the camera, but I thought one day I'll be gone, and they won't care that I was fat, they'll just want a picture of us together when they were little. And so they will have some of those pictures, along with pictures of a Momma who changed her life and her health. It's all part of our story.

Today one of my co-workers said, You look so cheerful. Last year after 5th hour you looked like someone had thrown you in the washer and turned on the spin cycle! Another nice day. It's only the 2nd day, but in my experience if you are going to have big time trouble, they show themselves right away. Nobody in particular is standing out, except for a few that seem exceptionally nice. Even if it all goes south later, a few nice days at the beginning is very encouraging.

The weather is gorgeous, but a cold front and rain is coming in tonight, so we blew off home cooking to have dinner on one of our regular restaurant's patio. Make hay while the sun is shining.

Perhaps the special day gods are granting you a pleasant last year for all your sacrifices the previous 30+ years in the classroom! I kind of feel that my classes overall are much better behaved than last year's. I consider it a gift. Who cares if it's the luck of the draw? I'll take it!

Exactly: part of our family story.

Great that you can be cheerful rather than washed out. It bodes well for a good last year!