Thursday, July 2, 2015

A New Record

I weighed myself the other day. It's the first time since December. A few months ago, I made the commitment to myself that I was no longer going to live and die by the scale. It's just a number. And not even the best number to use as an indicator of health.

But I weighed myself to see what impact having another dog in the house will have on my weight.

And I set a new record high weight.

I'm really bothered by that. And it's not like I didn't know that I was gaining weight. My clothes have been fitting more snugly. Shirts that didn't strain across the chest and back when I moved my arms are now straining. Waistbands that didn't pinch before are pinching. 

So I knew I was going to receive bad news. 

But I didn't know that bad news was going to hit me like a ton of bricks.

I know that when I focus on the number on the scale, I get stressed out and end up sabotaging myself until I gain more weight. But I want to put some distance between me and the record high. 

I HAVE to put distance between me and the record high.

So I'm struggling with what to do. Do I start logging and tracking and weighing and add all of that stress to the stress I already have an abundance of in my life? Do I focus on moving more and making better food choices like I said I was going to do these last few months but didn't actually do?

Right now, I'm leaning towards somewhere sort of in the middle. 

I'm thinking that I'll keep track of my exercise every day and step it up. Do more and longer walks (good for both me and the dogs). Go back to doing yoga and exercise dvds.

I think I'll also keep a food diary. Just a food log, no counting calories. But I think I'll keep track of how hungry I actually was when I ate. Make myself account for whether I'm truly hungry or whether I'm eating out of boredom, frustration, etc.

So... that's it for now I guess.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

This Month in Pictures

I'm trying to sort and organize my digital pictures and decided it would be fun to do a monthly wrap up of any good and interesting ones that I took. I didn't take very many in June. 
Nothing super interesting took place till the very end. Lots of yard work which I didn't take pictures of. Should have. I'll try to take some when I do finish off the yard projects that we've already started.

So this batch is a little bit of a mix from May and June. Here we go...

We get a lot of deer in our neighborhood and sometimes they come right up to the house (the beige one to the left is ours). I took this picture at the end of May. We were on our way home and changed our minds, deciding to go garage saleing when we were two houses away. But I had to stop and take a picture of this guy chilling by our gate. And Saturday, I saw a couple deer walking down the sidewalk when I was making an emergency run to Petco.

Delia! In desperate need of a trim in these pictures. I did trim her Sunday, so she's a baldy now. I like to take pictures of her sleeping. She's just such a sweet little baby. And bottom-right, she's getting her belly scratched. She has her own special back-scratcher/massager. It's just a dollar store scratcher but she loves it.

And speaking of doggies, we brought Nico home Friday. We had been told July 4th weekend but the breeders called us Friday to go get him. It's been 16 years since we've had a puppy in the house and we all forgot how high maintenance and needy puppies are. Delia is SLOOOOWLY warming up to him. He pounced on her first thing wanting to play and it kind of hurt her. She limped for a half-hourish afterwards but is okay now. But when he's quiet she'll get close to him and while he's not allowed anywhere within 500 feet of her favorite animals, it appears that she has given him one of her small stuffed animals. The toy was well out of his reach but then it appeared in his cluster of toys and she was the only "person" that moved so we're fairly certain she put it there. She also let him take her big caterpillar; it's big enough for her to use as a cushion so it's GINORMOUS compared to him. 

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Random Rambles

I can't think of any one thing to talk about right this minute that will fill a blog post on its own, so today's going to be a bit of a ramble.

First, Walmart. We went yesterday and they're freaking remodeling, resetting, whatever, just generally making shoppers' lives hell. Look, I like Walmart. I shop there on a regular basis and have no problem admitting it. BUT I don't appreciate when they attempt to force me into buying more expensive products because they have the cheap, off-brand products in the back for a reset but I can buy this name-brand product for more. Plus when an employee drops an armful of shampoo bottles and walks off and leaves them in the aisle for me to pick my way around, I get more than a little disgruntled. Knock it off Walmart. You're making it hard to like you.

As you may know, I'm trying to simplify and downsize and a really large portion of that is my fabric stash. I just sorted it all out, got it all cleaned up. And I swore I wasn't going to buy anymore fabric till I'm out of what I have. Yeah. That lasted less than a week. I bought two pieces of fabric yesterday. Fabric makes me happy.

Oh! Back to Walmart. So I have 5+, maybe even 6+ yards of this fabric that my mom destashed from her stash into my stash, but neither my mom or I can remember where/when/why it was purchased. It looks like a quilt top. Like the quilt is printed on the fabric. I really hope that makes sense. Anyways the fabric is at least 20 years old because of the fact that I remember it just always being around. Walmart is selling fabric EXACTLY like it. Same colors, same print. I think it was like $5/yard, or something around that. So my mom giving me fabric saved me $25ish for sure this once.

We're about two-ish weeks from getting Nico and I feel so unprepared. The last puppies we had were born June 21 and July 25, 1999. 1999! It's been a long time since we've dealt with potty-training, leash-training, kennel-training, just training in general. Oh man I hope I remember how. Please don't let me screw up my mom's new dog.

Alright, that's all for right now. Later.