My favorite meal lately is chips and salsa from Chipotle and a bowl of raspberries. If I have enough points left, I love pretzel M&M's for dessert.
I think this meal is even better when eaten on my couch, in my Tinkerbell pajamas, watching football.
I am really apathetic about the Superbowl this year. Obviously I'm not going to cheer for the Packers, but I associate the Steelers with Ryan.
When Ryan and I got in a fight about a year ago, he said he was thinking about showing up on my doorstep with a cherry limeade to make things better. I think this problem between us is bad enough now that that's what he'd need to do to fix it.
When I get married, I think I'm going to serenade my husband with "Can't Help Lovin Dat Man" at our reception.
Yesterday I bought Sleeping Beauty at Goodwill for a dollar. The tape didn't work. When I went to exchange it, they had no more copies of Sleeping Beauty left, which makes me sad because now I really want to watch that movie. Dumbo was on On Demand, but I think that's just about the most depressing movie ever. "Baby Mine" makes me cry. I sang it to Jacob when he was born.
When I was in Kapelle in college, we had several fun traditions we'd do on tour, including the breast parade and alto underwear night. I wonder if these traditions have been kept alive...
I really love living somewhere where I can go on such amazing day hikes. I ordered a pair of hiking shoes tonight. It's going to be hard to go back to Illinois.
I am now in Jeremiah, and it is not fun to read. Is that terrible of me to say? It is the Word of God, after all. There was something that really struck me last night, though. God was talking about how they were going to be conquered by the Babylonians, and the punishment was that they could never go home again. Then it basically went on to say that death would be better than that. And it just made me so sad, because I think that never being able to go home is just about the most painful thing I could imagine.
This made me think of the Lost Boys from Sudan. We watched the documentary God Grew Tired of Us in small group. It made us laugh and cry, and I think everyone in the world needs to see it. Now that things are changing in Sudan, I really really hope these boys/men can go home again.
Today in church our pastor thanked God that we live in Arizona at this time. With everything being so crazy, we have the opportunity to show love and peace to the world. I never thought of it that way before. I am now trying to concentrate on being "light" to the world, and although I'm sure I'll constantly fall short, I will try.
My birthday is in a month. I've decided that ice cream cake is a must.
I've hit a weight loss milestone. I'm in a whole new group of 10's. I'm 9 pounds away from my original goal (although I know I'll need to lose more). I'm feeling really good.
I think this meal is even better when eaten on my couch, in my Tinkerbell pajamas, watching football.
I am really apathetic about the Superbowl this year. Obviously I'm not going to cheer for the Packers, but I associate the Steelers with Ryan.
When Ryan and I got in a fight about a year ago, he said he was thinking about showing up on my doorstep with a cherry limeade to make things better. I think this problem between us is bad enough now that that's what he'd need to do to fix it.
When I get married, I think I'm going to serenade my husband with "Can't Help Lovin Dat Man" at our reception.
Yesterday I bought Sleeping Beauty at Goodwill for a dollar. The tape didn't work. When I went to exchange it, they had no more copies of Sleeping Beauty left, which makes me sad because now I really want to watch that movie. Dumbo was on On Demand, but I think that's just about the most depressing movie ever. "Baby Mine" makes me cry. I sang it to Jacob when he was born.
When I was in Kapelle in college, we had several fun traditions we'd do on tour, including the breast parade and alto underwear night. I wonder if these traditions have been kept alive...
I really love living somewhere where I can go on such amazing day hikes. I ordered a pair of hiking shoes tonight. It's going to be hard to go back to Illinois.
I am now in Jeremiah, and it is not fun to read. Is that terrible of me to say? It is the Word of God, after all. There was something that really struck me last night, though. God was talking about how they were going to be conquered by the Babylonians, and the punishment was that they could never go home again. Then it basically went on to say that death would be better than that. And it just made me so sad, because I think that never being able to go home is just about the most painful thing I could imagine.
This made me think of the Lost Boys from Sudan. We watched the documentary God Grew Tired of Us in small group. It made us laugh and cry, and I think everyone in the world needs to see it. Now that things are changing in Sudan, I really really hope these boys/men can go home again.
Today in church our pastor thanked God that we live in Arizona at this time. With everything being so crazy, we have the opportunity to show love and peace to the world. I never thought of it that way before. I am now trying to concentrate on being "light" to the world, and although I'm sure I'll constantly fall short, I will try.
My birthday is in a month. I've decided that ice cream cake is a must.
I've hit a weight loss milestone. I'm in a whole new group of 10's. I'm 9 pounds away from my original goal (although I know I'll need to lose more). I'm feeling really good.
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