Started a fruit diet with Tiffany yesterday. Not quite sure how successful I'll be seeing as I don't like fruit. Well, I guess I'm just really picky about my fruit. It must be perfectly ripe for me to actually enjoy it. Thankfully I have a 4 year old who LOVES fruit and keeps finishing my half eaten pieces of not-perfectly-ripe-fruit. I did lose 4 pounds from yesterday, but am thinking it's mostly water weight.
Was so sad to not have coffee this morning. Everyone was traveling. Took Noah to the Dollar Tree instead. Got tinfoil, to-go foil dishes and a battery tester. (We have trouble keeping track of dead vs. charged batteries).
Dinner at Tiffany's tonight. Noah really enjoys playing with the Spelman4.
Going to SD tomorrow to learn infant massage. My friend is taking a course on how to teach it to parents, and I will be her first student. Going to also exchange Jack's Robee's @ bloomingdales. He's got big feet!
My big brother left for Iraq last night. I took it harder than I thought I would, and have a new found hate for this war. I am ALL for fighting for what is right, fighting to ensure OUR freedoms, and fighting for those who can't fight for themselves. But I am tired of watching my friends' husbands go overseas, watching children go day to day with their dad gone, and now, sending my brother off to fight this battle... a battle I'm not even sure what we're fighting for. I sincerely hope the Iraqi people gain freedom and rights from our efforts and the efforts of their own people. But who knows? Isn't that region destined for warfare. I guess I need to put it aside and just be sure to be on my knees, pleading for Colin's safe return. My mom is a wreck. I hope I never have to be her in this way.
Off to eat a plum!

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