Let me just say, those weekly emails from Prevention magazine do not disappoint. The subject line for this week is, "Write Your Way to a Flatter Belly!" Once you open the email you quickly realize that the point is journaling about everything you eat and capturing your thoughts and feelings about food and your eating [...]
Author: Ms. C
So much for hanging laundry…
I am here to report that the stationary bike has arrived! I have already been on and off it a half-dozen times. I am really feeling the love for my newest piece of exercise equipment. Now that I have it here in the room with me I can tell you that I overestimeted the handlebar [...]
Adding a new swear word to my vocabulary
I am modifying my swear word vocabulary to include a five letter "F" word - "FLOOD". YES, I SAID THAT FOUL WORD RIGHT HERE WITHOUT CENSORING MYSELF! AND BELIEVE ME...I MEAN EVERY LETTER OF IT! Sometimes the foul word begs to be said - to be spat out like a bitter taste in one's mouth. [...]
From a “C” to an “EE”
A few years ago I purchased a high-tech scale that not only weighs you but also measures body fat. It came with a little handbook that explained all the programming ins and outs. I quickly discovered that there was no password protection for any of the numbers put into the scale to measure body fat [...]
The man.
Just a few words about one man tonight. One man who has a big job, but who does it with passion, commitment and integrity. It is not easy to be like that in the day-to-day world because not everyone is that way...not everyone uses integrity as their compass...not everyone can couple their passion with the [...]
8 reasons – hardly.
WebMD sent me an email entitled, "8 Reasons Why Your Diet's Not Working." You gotta' love it when WebMD can single you out like that and speak right to you. Why are they all up in my business? Well - I deleted their email...what do they know? 8 reasons - really? If they really knew [...]
Wait…here comes the scarf.
Once upon a time I was a young single girl and the only mess in my apartment was the mess I made myself. I didn't know how good I had it back then. No kids, no husband, no pets and a lot less pick-up work. Now I go from room to room arms full of [...]