Tuesday, February 4, 2014

There's Snow Dog Like a Snow Dog

One member of the family is enjoying the snow days!

Thursday, January 9, 2014

One Bite At A Time

The first time I ever flew by myself, I was pretty nervous.  I had a layover in Denver which meant navigating a large airport, then when I arrived in Las Vegas, I was in charge of getting myself from the airport to the hotel.  Despite having flown many times before, I doubted my ability to do it alone.  But sure enough, by putting one foot in front of the other, reading a few signs, and making friends with a sweet couple who got me to the shuttle in Las Vegas, I arrived unscathed at my hotel.  I was a little surprised.  The world hadn't stopped spinning and I was where I was supposed to be.  I stood a little taller.

A couple of months ago, David and I took a basic handgun class with another couple.  I'd never shot a gun of any sort until one week before the class.  When we went to practice, I didn't like it at all.  It wasn't a total disaster (no one was shot), but I sure wasn't looking forward to doing it again.  One foot in front of the other, we walked into the building where the class was to be held.  I was surprised to see a familiar face - my long time ago hair stylist...who just happened to be teaching the class.  I relaxed just a little, until it became time to demonstrate our ability to safely load and unload 2 guns (with blanks) before going to the range.  I wasn't sure I could do it.  We hung back until the very last group.  One foot in front of the other, one breath at a time.  Load, unload, make safe.  We went to lunch at one of my favorite places, but I could barely enjoy it.  The next step was the range.  20 practices shots with a 9mm and 20 with a revolver.  Then 20 with each again to pass and qualify.  I had shot exactly 5 rounds the week before...now I was to shoot 80?!  Again, we hung back until it was time for the last group.  One foot in front of the other.  The phrase "anyone can eat an elephant, one bite at a time" kept running through my head.  I didn't worry about shooting, just focused on each step.  Load the magazine.  Count 2 bullets.  Point.  Pull.  Hmmm...that wasn't so bad!  I was less terrible at it than I expected to be, and I didn't hate it!  Instead, I kind of...liked it!

It is an incredible feeling to do something you think you cannot do.  I never dreamed that I could lose 45 pounds and keep it off, but almost exactly one year ago, my friends at work and I formed a team to participate in the Biggest Loser contest at school.  Our team won (by a landslide, I might add) and I came in 2nd individually.  During the contest, I said more than once that my plan was to lose enough and keep it off so that I wouldn't want or need to participate in the contest the next year.  I'm not sure I really believed that was possible.  Time flies, and it is next year already.  Tomorrow will be the first weigh in and starting point of the 2014 contest.  I'll be cheering my friends on, but I won't be participating this time.  I reached my weight loss goal in June, and despite Thanksgiving and Christmas and all the yummy foods that involves, I have maintained since then. Each decision to remove one's hand from the candy dish, to exercise instead of lay on the couch, to just say no to one more serving, those things all add up.  It turns out that the saying is true...anyone can eat an elephant, one bite at a time.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Weekend At Home

We haven't spent a lot of weekend time at home the past few weeks, but with no plans for this weekend, we caught up on some yard work, doing some raking and trimming.
 It was a cool and sunny fall weekend - perfect October weather!  The mums and pumpkins are looking really bright.
 Sunday I spent a little time inside making pumpkin spice cookies...they made the house smell so good!

Parrotheads and Glade Top Trail

September and October have been so busy it seems like they have flown by.  Last weekend, we went to a fun Jimmy Buffett themed fundraiser at the Shrine Mosque.  The second band, Cruise Control, was great and we'd really like to see them again.
 On Sunday, we joined some friends for a drive in the woods on the Glade Top Trail.  The leaves were beginning to change, and it was a beautiful day to be outside.
 Views and days like this are why I think October might be my favorite month.

Friday, October 11, 2013

Monday, October 7, 2013

Fun Fall Weekend

It was a fun-filled fall weekend!  I took a vacation day on Friday so my mom and I could go to the annual Ozark Craft Fair.  There are fall fairs and festivals almost every weekend in September and October in the area, but this is one of my favorites.  Last year I bought a soy candle in a Mason jar, brought it home, and thought how cute it would look if I peeled off the label.  So I did and it did.  After lighting it, I liked it so much that I wished I had noted the e-mail address or the phone number on the label that was now long gone.  After many searches online and at other craft fairs, I came to accept that I would have to wait until Ozark's fair this year to restock.  I was glad to see the candle people in their regular spot!  Mom and I both bought candles, and I confirmed that I could call the couple who made them if I needed more.  Whew!  It's the little things in life that make me happy!

On Saturday, we looked at a house that is a little bit in the woods, but not too far from town.  It doesn't entirely fulfill our wish for more garage space for David, but we're still a little tempted.  I spent lots of time decorating in my head.  On the bright side, there is no charge for imaginary decorating, and it doesn't make you sore to move imaginary boxes!

On Sunday, we went to Farm Fest at the fairgrounds.  David seemed to enjoy pointing out all the tractors that he would need for the house that we looked at.  The house sits on just under an acre, so I think he must just want to play with tractors. :)

It seems not quite fair that the weekends can fly by so quickly!

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Beautiful Fall Weekend

It was a great fall weekend in the Ozarks!  We beat the rain to Silver Dollar City on Saturday afternoon for the Harvest Festival and watched them make cedar shingles using the power from this old tractor.  As the dark clouds gathered, we decided to move on and were the only people on the bus going back to the parking lot.
 On Sunday while David worked on his camp trailer, I went with Christina and Heidi to pick up Christina's new family member.  Our drive took us right by the same pumpkin place where I bought neat pumpkins last year, so we made a detour for these beauties.  I think we could have happily filled the car even more, but we needed to leave room for our new passenger.
 Here she is!  She seems to be leaning toward Molly for her name.  See that tiny pink tongue sticking out?
 She was the best little rider in the car, quite content to hang out in her carrier.  After some towel chewing and playing with a stuffed bear as big as her, she settled down for a nice long snooze.
It was a very fun weekend, but it sure was hard to get up and go to work on Monday!  Guess that is the price we pay.