EVERY DAY BRINGS NEW CHOICES.
Martha Beck
Today's post title reflects my attitude toward cleaning. I have desperately been trying to get things completely in order (did I really say COMPLETELY? I made a "funny".) around this house but time is at a premium. I seriously started my Fall cleaning, which segued into Winter cleaning, and will probably end up being Spring cleaning. Anyway, I think I had mentioned in a previous blog post that housework makes you ugly, and that's MY story and I'm sticking to it.
In another previous post, I had happily mentioned that I dropped two butt sizes in jeans due to chemo treatments and such. Well, I gave away my largest (normal) size, packed away the middle size, and am having a heck of a time jamming my fanny into the smallest size, 'cause I can't remember where I put the middle size. I knew that this would probably happen, but I enjoyed being smaller for that brief time. My body seems to want to be a certain size and is not content until it gets back into the old groove that it has been used to for fifteen years. Crap! Remember, Best Friend/Partner-in-Crime/Sister-in-Law (BFPICSIL) Nina and I had gone to the gym five to six says a week for three months before this cancer stuff started, and I didn't lose a pound or an inch. Whatever, I LIKE being a chunky chick.
Little Ma is still being a good little trooper. Prayers and crossed fingers, my dear People.
Got an e-mail from friend Sandy R. from Atlanta. Hopefully, she will make it here for Christmas and there is a possibility that we can meet up for a visit. She has a big, big family so there's a bunch of visiting to get done and that is with just her parents and sisters and bros!
I got the nicest comment from Nicola, on the last post. I'm not sure if I know you, my dear, but you are officially my newest best friend (sorry, Jenna and Nina). Seriously, that was a very nice compliment and I thank you. However, I have always considered myself more on the "Plain/Average" level on the food-chain of appearances.
Oh, another critique of a TV commercial. I love that one with the little pink bladder character who walks around, hand in hand, with a lady who apparently has bladder issues. The little bladder guy has the cutest, biggest blue eyes, and it is funny when he looks back and forth between the lady and her doctor as they discuss her peeing problems.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Martha Beck
Today's post title reflects my attitude toward cleaning. I have desperately been trying to get things completely in order (did I really say COMPLETELY? I made a "funny".) around this house but time is at a premium. I seriously started my Fall cleaning, which segued into Winter cleaning, and will probably end up being Spring cleaning. Anyway, I think I had mentioned in a previous blog post that housework makes you ugly, and that's MY story and I'm sticking to it.
In another previous post, I had happily mentioned that I dropped two butt sizes in jeans due to chemo treatments and such. Well, I gave away my largest (normal) size, packed away the middle size, and am having a heck of a time jamming my fanny into the smallest size, 'cause I can't remember where I put the middle size. I knew that this would probably happen, but I enjoyed being smaller for that brief time. My body seems to want to be a certain size and is not content until it gets back into the old groove that it has been used to for fifteen years. Crap! Remember, Best Friend/Partner-in-Crime/Sister-in-Law (BFPICSIL) Nina and I had gone to the gym five to six says a week for three months before this cancer stuff started, and I didn't lose a pound or an inch. Whatever, I LIKE being a chunky chick.
Little Ma is still being a good little trooper. Prayers and crossed fingers, my dear People.
Got an e-mail from friend Sandy R. from Atlanta. Hopefully, she will make it here for Christmas and there is a possibility that we can meet up for a visit. She has a big, big family so there's a bunch of visiting to get done and that is with just her parents and sisters and bros!
I got the nicest comment from Nicola, on the last post. I'm not sure if I know you, my dear, but you are officially my newest best friend (sorry, Jenna and Nina). Seriously, that was a very nice compliment and I thank you. However, I have always considered myself more on the "Plain/Average" level on the food-chain of appearances.
Oh, another critique of a TV commercial. I love that one with the little pink bladder character who walks around, hand in hand, with a lady who apparently has bladder issues. The little bladder guy has the cutest, biggest blue eyes, and it is funny when he looks back and forth between the lady and her doctor as they discuss her peeing problems.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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