FullaBella's Journal, 11 February 2014

Tuesday - February 11th - although for the life of me I keep writing it as 2/14 so what's up with that? With my dark sense of humor I'm already imagining my Friday I suppose - that's the day we're told to prune the rosebushes here in the south. Me, depressed with no Valentine, alone in the back yard with pruning shears. Just trouble waiting to happen, no?

All Things Food - spot on except for the Cookie Monster last night. I shall ban any and all friendly's or foe's from leaving anything edible with me ever again though again I'm surprised I haven't even been tempted by the six pack of 'apple' beer Stick left last week. Suit-n-tie guy brought a dozen homemade sugar cookies with some spice I couldn't quite identify in them... an interesting taste... and one wasn't enough.

The cycle started like this - bag received, gratitude expressed, then evil tossed on the back desk, no thought. Carried to the kitchen after closing as I was expecting grandsons - no show. Tucked into the bread bin for another day - no dice. 10pm I pulled one on my way to bed and tossed the remainder into the freezer - no way that was enough. 10:30 pulled the bag out for another cookie, tossing the rest (bag and all) into the trash. 11pm.. dug into the trash. Yes, I'll confess it. One more cookie and the rest were poured loose into the trash. No more dumpster diving followed. So apparently there was crack or something mixed in with the sugar. I dunno. I just don't want to do it again.

So I pulled on my tightest jeans this morning - relieved I could still button them - to serve as a reminder that there isn't room in them for me and a Cookie Monster.

I'm a little bored and cold so I'm casting around for reasons to 'not' go to Yoga and the weather may give me a graceful exit again as we are under another winter weather advisory of sleet and ice. Yes, I could likely walk it but I doubt the instructor will drive in. If she does, dang, I have to cowgirl up and mosey on down there.

I shouldn't write 'bored' because I've actually been 'burning & churning' through 'to be done' lists including January monthly books done, 2013 records and receipts all clean and ready for the accountant part tomorrow, Doc visit yesterday including lab waiting for results, Mushy Vet visit yesterday for nails, meds and other, grocery stocking in preparation for another snow day, bills paid, phone bill corrected, again, and more. Busy, busy I've been, by golly.

Tried coconut milk and almond milk both yesterday. Loved the taste of both; was baffled at how long they are displayed 'good for' on the carton until I read online that's only if 'unopened'. They won't froth for coffee with the wand but still a nice creamer. I just need to get them in a quart or pint size so I have options without spoilage.

Ms. Mushy has put her Mommy to shame - she lost 1.5 lbs in the past month. That's only 1.5lbs more than I've lost in six months. I credit some to the increased walking and jogging she's doing but am kind of hiding out waiting for the ASPCA to come file a charge on me for being a dumb Mommy. I've noticed the past few weeks she'll JUMP when drinking water or eating.. as if something shocked her. I would rush over and check her looking for the cause - nothing. Yesterday I was changing her collar again and realized the little ring holding her tags had bent so I'm guessing it may have maneuvered into a position every so often where the end was poking her. So yeah, the weight loss was thru aversion therapy I guess. Want me to come help you? Have dog collar tags, will travel.

So they've been replaced and hopefully she'll stop sneaking up on her bowls. Must be something she hits at the bowl but never when being given treats. So how's 'that' for a 'it's what you eat' vs 'it's how much you eat' argument. Can you imagine a room full of dogs barking and whining about weight loss?

What else? You may recall (but if you don't .. it's okay) when I started leaving the 'change' in my bag from when I walk to the grocer. I probably started this last spring. Well, the handle on the bag broke so I had to change it out and pulled out over $200 in small bills. Granted, I primed the pump a little always using a $20 even though I may only have been spending $5 or less but think that's pretty darn cool. I just folded it all back up and put it in the pocket of the new bag. Maybe I should put it somewhere safer. But when you have that much in $1's and $5's it looks like a lot. One pretty green tossed salad as a reward for walking. Not bad.

Seems like there should be more but there's nothing going on but a test pattern so I guess I'll wrap this one up by thanking you for visiting with me. I always appreciate the comments you leave and enjoy reading your insights and suggestions. You are very special friends. I'm blessed.

Bella