So anyone else having a really nasty allergy season? My eyes are so puffy and red, that I look like a stoned bug. Uck. No fun.
So I’m almost done with my short Christmas story. *Sigh* I LOVE it. It’s so sweet, and innocent, such a change from my usual stuff. But I think that’s what Christmas represents, at least in my head. The purity of it all. Or maybe that’s just my memories from childhood. :)
Today I took Emma to the gym, that was okay. She’s so passive and anti-confrontational. Have I mentioned this before? She’s just like me. Like a kid can come up, take her ball and hit her and she’ll just walk away or stare after her ball with longing. And what do I say? “It’s okay, honey, we’re sharing!” I should be like, “Hit the little sh*t back, and get your ball!” Actually, I’m sure some mom’s probably do encourage that, lol.
Ugh, I’m sucking it up with being healthy. I cannot make myself be good. Please! What’s my issue? I was telling my friend. (Since I’m diabetic) I’ll lose my vision, have my feet cut off, and I’ll still be eating brownies and cheese sticks! I’m going back to Weight Watchers Friday (I’ve missed a couple weeks) so hopefully I can get with it. The weight loss thing isn’t just a vanity thing for me, it’s a legitimate health issue. Freaking sucks, but I need to stop whining and do something about it. You’ll never hear me b*tch about how I hate my body and stuff, cause I’m this way for the choices I’ve made. If I eat right and exercise it’ll melt away, I’ve done it before. It just was a lot easier the last time. I think I have an emotional block. Like if I’m big, no man will want me, and I don’t have to worry about getting screwed over again.
Okay, way too serious of a topic for me. Shelli. I’ll stop now and get back to writing. I really want to finish the short story.
G’night!
You’re doing a great job, Shelli. It’s a day to day thing and I know you can do it. Diabetes sucks anyway.
About the anti-confrontational thing with Emma. My boys are so darn agressive that I’m constantly dealing with violence and pushing. Isn’t it funny? I really don’t tell them to go out there and kick the s*** out of anyone. They just do it. I try to celebrate who they are–even if it’s difficult. Dell is sensitive (but bossy) Paul is agressive (but generous). It’s really hard seeing them suffer in some way because of the type of personality they are.
I really admire how you’ve stuck to your weight loss–even including Emma in it dancing. Way cool. Sending good thoughts your way.
Ugh…I think my sinuses are three times the normal size and my head is just puffy. I love spring so much, but hate the allergies that come with it. I’ve tried different over the counter things and I swear the only ones that work keep me buzzed all night and unable to sleep. It sucks!
awww…shelli. vent away, I think what makes a blog interesting and unique is that we are allowed to vent the real us and to hell with it making anybody else uncomfortable. besides, girl, I really do admire you. you might have slipped back a few steps, but you’re aware enough to get back up on that thing and get it done.
I have a 700 lb uncle, who sadly never learned lesson and he’s pretty much signed his own death certificate. if he exercises, even just to get off the cough to walk to the fridge her literally has a heart attack every time. There’s nothing he can do to get the weight off now. Now that’s sad.
You’re doing great. good luck.
ewwww…did I really mispell that many words? I’m tired…okay, for posterity sake (cause I don’t want anyone thinking Viv’s a dummy, let me correct myself)…who sadly never learned THAT lesson
And…off the COUCH…
jezz…I must have swallowed the stupid pill tonight. I’m going to bed. :p
OMB you crack me up Viv! And I love your new avatar!
Thanks Jen, your kids sound fabulous! True boys ;)
Ann I’m glad you’re with me for the sucky sinuses!
Lol.