The Sassy Pear

Finding my way through my forties

I want to go to there — October 28, 2015

I want to go to there

I grabbed a walk Sunday morning and was just overcome with gratefulness at the gorgeous scenery and the fact that I have such a wonderful resource close by. I realized that I am supremely blessed to have a safe, well-kept area in which to walk. I couldn’t help snapping a few pics during my half hour in the park and wanted to share them with you.

In my town, there is a man-made lake with a park, disc golf, walking trails (the trails are actually 8 foot sidewalks that wind throughout the park), biking trails, and lots of trees in which woodland animals scurry about. In the town just south of us – about 20 minutes away – there is no park. I mean, that town has a huge casino and lots of shopping, but no real park in which to take your kids to play or walk or just kick back and enjoy a picnic. Believe me, I searched ALL OVER that little town looking for a nice place to walk during my lunch hour (I work near there) and there was nary a spot for such an activity. If a nice park exists in that town, it is unknown to me. So when I realized what a treasure I have in my own little town, I felt a great deal of gratitude.

I mean just look at this view:


Beautiful, right?

Right now with all the leaves turning, it is just spectacular.


It’s almost ridiculous how pretty the park is right now.





I puffy heart this place so bad. It is peaceful and it smells like trees and dirt and leaves – in the best possible way. I want to hug this park and rest my head on it’s shoulder and slow dance with it. I got it bad for this place.

Do you have a favorite place that makes you happy just being there?

Quitter — April 24, 2014



So hey guess what?! I hate running!! Ah, I love this time of year…it’s the season of quitting. Yes, folks more times than I can count I have emerged from a dreary winter and had aspirations of becoming a real runner, so I download a C25K program, buy new running shoes, and start running. Then approximately 6 weeks in, I realize “oh yeah!! I hate running!” and I quit. Seriously, there is very little I love about running. Oh, I wish I could love it or even like it a little, but alas, I like it about as much as I like mopping my floors, which is to say, not very much at all. 

At this weight, it’s just hard to run and it hurts and it takes me forever to get in and out of my straight-jacket heavy-duty sports bra. Yes, I know there are people who can rock a 5k at my weight and to those people I say more power to you! Run one for me because I’m happy to be in the walking pack in the back. 

I am a walker. And a yoga-doer (I don’t consider myself a yogi because that would convey that I have any sort of talent where yoga is concerned, which I do not, but I still love it). So those are the two things I am going to do for now. I might add in some other stuff here and there, but my main mode of moving my booty will be walking and bending. And if I’m feeling particularly plucky some days, I might throw in a jog during my walk, but I can guarantee it won’t last more than 30 seconds. I have my limits, people. 

Anything you want to admit to quitting? Anything you probably should quit, but haven’t yet? Spill it in the comments! 



Early mornings with Liz Lemon — March 12, 2014

Early mornings with Liz Lemon

Most of my working out (and when I say working out, know that I mean walking on the treadmill) has been done in the evenings during this long cold dark cold winter, because who wants to climb out of a warm snuggly bed to workout in a cold gray garage at 5 in the morning? Certainly not me. So it only seemed natural to workout in the evenings, but I found that I spent most of my evening dreading my walk.

I would procrastinate.

I would complain.

I would purposely make myself so comfy on the couch that getting up to walk seemed absurd. “Sorry, I can’t walk tonight. I’m completely submerged in blankets and my Kindle needs me right now.”

But eventually, guilt would get the best of me and I would begrudgingly head to the garage where my treadmill waited unenthusiastically. Some days, I would do a slow 2mph walk for only 20 minutes while watching an episode of 30 Rock on Netflix. Then I realized that I could watch TWO episodes if I increased my walk to 40 minutes. Liz Lemon FTW! Sometimes this strategy worked at getting me to look forward to my walk and sometimes it didn’t. But no matter what, I knew that at the end of each evening, the big question would have to be answered: Will I Walk Tonight?

After several days in a row of that answer being Heck No I’m Not Going to Walk Tonight, I decided that I probably need to just get up early and get it over with while I’m still half asleep and before my brain knows what I am doing. Today I got up early and it was so much easier to get up and do it this morning versus waiting until tonight. Here are the obstacles I have to contend with when I work out in the evenings:

  • Do I have to go to the store after work? If so, that means I’m going to be late getting home which pushes everything back an hour
  • I have to cook dinner
  • I have to eat dinner
  • I have to clean up dinner or make my kids do it (usually it ends being a hybrid of the two)
  • I have to help with homework
  • I have to start laundry
  • There’s a riveting episode of Counting Cars on tv
  • There’s a riveting episode of Downton Abbey on tv
  • There’s a riveting episode of something I have no interest in whatsoever, but it’s the most riveting thing I’ve ever seen
  • I MUST read the next 4 chapters of my book
  • Etc etc etc

And here are the obstacles I have to deal with when I work out in the mornings:

  • I have to get out of bed

See? Forty obstacles vs one obstacle – it’s a no brainer. Granted, that one obstacle is huge, but it’s easier to dodge one big bullet than 10 small ones.

So for now I’m back to being the early bird. As long as I can get to bed at a reasonable hour, all should be well. Spring has come back to Oklahoma (finally!!) and the warm breezes alone are motivation to start working out regularly again. I may throw in a few outdoor walks in the evenings once the weather warms up (and once the winds aren’t blowing at hurricane force. There’s a reason the line “where the winds come sweeping down the plain” exists in our state song). But for now you can find me in my garage at approximately 5:15 in the morning, just me and Liz Lemon,  walking it out.


Selvera Overview — December 28, 2013

Selvera Overview

I just climbed my way out of the mountain of cookies, candies, and cheesecakes and oh dear lord I’ve eaten way too much in the last week. I’m so puffy I’m considering auditioning for the role of the Sta-Puft Marshmallow Man in the reboot of Ghostbusters (assuming they ever do a reboot). It’s not water weight, it’s fudge weight. Trust me.

So hey, guess who decided that Christmas week was a good time to start a new diet plan? (Protip- don’t ever start a new diet plan Christmas week – you’ll be setting yourself up for failure, trust me.) I sort of officially started my new plan a week ago, but I’m just really getting rolling with it this week. What’s the plan, you ask? Well I got the opportunity to be a beta tester of sorts for a new company called Selvera – the program is so new it hasn’t even launched publicly yet (but it’s due any day now). The program focuses on 3 keys of healthy eating, exercise, a personal coach, and those super secret spy gadgets I talked about in an earlier post.

The 3 keys of nutrition for this program are Protein, Fat, and Fiber (fruits & veggies are included in the Fiber category). You aim for a certain amount of servings per day of each of the keys but the great thing about this plan is that you also get 3 servings per week of any treat food that you want – guilt free, AND you get 4-5 alcohol servings per week as well, for those of you who enjoy a nightly glass of wine. Of course you don’t have to use them, but it’s nice to know they are there if you need them. No calorie counting – yay!!

The exercise portion focuses on getting in 10,000 steps per day – however you have to get them. Included with the program is a Withings Pulse pedometer (spy gadget #1) which tracks my steps, heart rate, and sleep patterns. It’s very similar to my Fitbit One (it’s not as sleek as the Fitbit, but it has a touch screen, so that’s cool). My goal for right now is to shoot for 7,000 steps per day, with an eventual goal of 10,000 steps. Last night at 11:00 I was marching in place in my bathroom while I took off my makeup so I could reach my goal. You do what you gotta do!

Also included with the program is a Withings Body Fat Scale (spy gadet #2) that measures weight, body fat, pulse, AND air quality/temperature. It also balances your checkbook and folds your laundry. Okay, that last sentence was a lie, but holy cow this scale is COOL. You can track up to 8 people on this scale, which sends the data to an app (gadget #3) on your smartphone using Bluetooth or Wifi (you can also send your pedometer data to the same app – TECHNOLOGY IS AWESOME, Y’ALL). The scale is supposed to be used in your bedroom so it can monitor the air quality while your sleep, but when I try to weigh myself using the scale on the carpet, it registers my weight as being 30 pounds LESS than I actually weigh – which, you know, is kind of great, but it’s not accurate. I thought maybe if I put it on a board that might help – I haven’t tried that yet, but for now I move it to the bathroom when I want to weigh myself. I’ll have to ask my coach about that on Monday when we have our next session.

Speaking of my coach, her name is Amanda and she is a registered dietitian, which assures me she knows her stuff. She’s very sweet and encouraging and thank goodness she’s fairly laid back because she’ll need the patience of Job to work with my obstinate self. We’ll be talking on the phone once a week, but I can email or text her with questions or concerns anytime – I have a feeling she’ll be my “panic button” when I’m about to go off into a ditch of sugar! She took the time to ask about my lifestyle now, and had me track my regular meals for a week so she could get an idea about where I’m coming from nutrition-wise. This was really important to me because I canNOT handle any major changes – I need to ease my way into this, mostly so I can subtly drag my family along without them knowing that I am changing their diets as well. 🙂

As I said earlier, I’ve really just been following the plan these last 5 days. How have I done? Well let’s just say that each day is less of a train wreck than the day before. Each day I’m moving farther away from the Christmas goodies and moving towards healthier foods. Amanda set a goal for me to take a walk twice this week – I’m happy to report that I got outside and walked yesterday for about 25 minutes. The weather was beautiful (sunny and 50*) so I really wanted to take advantage of that and be outside for awhile. I’ll be honest, I really got a sense of just how OUT OF FREAKING SHAPE I have become. Good grief. It was ridiculous. I took my pulse on my pedometer and sent the data to the app and I kid you not, the app said “um…wow that resting heart rate is a little high, you might want to think about exercising more”. No kidding, thanks for the update Captain Obvious. So yeah, I have a long way to go, but at least I’m on the road and off the couch.

I’ll be reviewing my experiences with Selvera here on the blog from time to time, so you can follow along and we’ll both see how well this works. I am cautiously optimistic about it – I think it’s going to be very doable for me because it’s not restrictive and I’ll have Amanda’s help when I need it. I like it when someone holds my hand through the tough stuff.

I hope you all had a good holiday! I’m off work this week and I am LOVING it!! My pj pants are getting a lot of wear. I’m not even sorry about that. Comfort FTW!! 🙂


Dear FTC folks: I received the pedometer, scale, smartphone app, program information, and the coaching sessions for no charge in exchange for my ongoing honest review of the program. Sincerely, Me. 

So I walked a little bit yesterday — February 25, 2013

So I walked a little bit yesterday

Top O’ the Monday morning to ya!  It’s cold, dark, and rainy today plus I have a headache. If this is the top of the day, I don’t wanna see what the bottom looks like.

I had a good weigh in on Saturday. After last week’s gain, I was hyper vigilant about what I ate and tried to be very careful, and other than an unfortunate guacamole incident (if loving guacamole is wrong, I don’t wanna be right. EVER.), I did really well. I had a loss of 2.6 pounds which brings my weight down to 192.2, which means I’ve lost 4.8 since February 2. I’d say I’m trucking along nicely. 🙂

Here’s a tip: if you want to add some steps to your pedometer, go to an outdoor expo event. The BassMaster Classic came to Tulsa over the weekend and for those of you who have no idea what that is, go here. Or here. My husband is a semi-professional wannabe bass fisherman so for him, this was like a trip to Disneyland, but better because there were boats and stuff. We got to the Outdoor Expo at 11:30am and we walked. And walked, and walked, andwalked andwalkeandwalkedandwalked. And then we walked some more. Did I mention that there was a lot of walking? Because we walked the hell out of that place. Then, 3 1/2 hours later, we walked across the street to the BOK Center (big  place that has concerts, etc) to watch the final weigh-in where the fishermen drive their boats into the center and weigh their fish onstage and the angler with the highest weight wins $500,000. That’s half a mil, folks. This ain’t no rinky dink redneck thing, this is like the Oscars of bass fishing. Anyway, our seats were on the third level of the place, so not only did we walk a lot on level surfaces, we walked up and down 3 flights of stairs multiple times. After the event was over, we walked back to the shuttle, and after a quick stop at Steak ‘n Shake, we finally arrived home at 9:15pm. I checked my Fitbit and I racked up over 11,000 steps yesterday! On days that I don’t walk on the treadmill in the mornings, I average about 3,000 steps, and on days that I do get on the treadmill, I might squeak out 8,000 steps, so 11,000 steps is a big deal for me!! I was happy to find that 11,000 steps also equal 5 WW activity points, which will help offset the popcorn and the Pepsi and the peanut m&ms I had yesterday. There just isn’t a lot of healthy food choices at those kind of events and I didn’t adequately prepare for it at all. I meant to bring some snacks with me, but forgot to grab them before we left, hence the choice of concession foods. Once we got to Steak ‘n Shake at 8:00 that night, all I wanted was a vegetable, any vegetable, so I was happy to see a pecan chicken salad on their menu. The salad was…meh, but it was better than a burger and fries and I felt a lot better after I had eaten it.

Here’s a question: when faced with concession foods, what’s the least damaging option? I think the choices were hot dogs, soft pretzel, nachos, popcorn, candy bars (king size, not regular)…I think that was it. I got the popcorn and a bottle of water (and then also stole some of my husband’s peanut M&Ms because hello, peanut M&Ms), but I don’t know if that was my best bet or not.

Yesterday was a lot of fun and it was great to see my normally reserved husband acting like a kid in a candy store, even though all fishing lures look the same to me. Oh the things we do for the ones we love! 🙂

— January 23, 2013

Hey! How’s it going today?

Can you stand another work update? I think my boss is quitting. On Monday afternoon, he started cleaning out his office of his personal effects, and when I asked him about it he said he has something else lined up. He said it’s a 95% done deal, all he has to do is interview just for formalities and then he’ll be outta here. He won’t say where he’s going and he’s not sure when (he thinks within the next couple of weeks). It’s going to be very embarrassing for him if this deal falls through and he doesn’t get the job. I’m sure he’ll find something else, but if it were me, I would have waited to clear out my office until I was 100% certain I was going to leave. But that’s just me.

At first I was upset at all the turmoil at work, but the more I think about it, the more excited I get about the changes that will take place. I think most of my complaints about my job weren’t actually about the job itself, but about my boss. Truth be told, I’ve got a pretty sweet deal here and I would love it if I didn’t have to give it up. So my boss leaving feels like a very positive thing, but I wonder of course about who will replace him. The line from Heathers popped into my head just now:

Yes, dear diary, I’ve cut off Heather Chandler’s head, and Heather Duke’s head has sprouted back in its place like some mythological thing my eighth grade boyfriend would have known about.

(This happens to me a lot: a single line from a movie I haven’t seen in 20 years will suddenly appear in my head, appropriate to the situation at hand. The fact that these lines come from dark teenage comedies instead of acclaimed works of literature only bothers me a tiny bit.)

So yes, it  looks like the Boss is leaving, but will he be replaced by someone worse? I don’t know if they’ll promote someone here or if they will offer it to someone from another location. My joy is tempered with worry – hopefully unfounded worry. This is a strange state to be in: excited but cautious. Stay tuned to find out more on As The Job Turns (insert soap opera music here). 


I’ve made a decision about my food plan – instead of eating 6 small meals a day, I’m going back to 3 squares a day. Eating six small meals has become six opportunities to overeat every day and my expanding waist line just can’t take it. I know the six meals a day works great for some people, unfortunately I am not some of those people, so it’s back to 3 meals a day with a snack if I need it in the afternoon. I’m trying to eat just a little bit more at each meal and add more veggies/fruit as well so I can stay fuller longer. So far it seems to be working – I’ve dropped a pound and a half in the last 4 days so I’m going to try this a little bit longer and see how it works out for me. On the flip side, if in 2 weeks, I don’t feel like I am making any real progress, I’m going to sign up for Weight Watchers. It’s been several years since I last tried WW and I remember those weekly face to face weigh ins were very motivating. I need some more accountability – I need the approval of the receptionist when I have a good weigh in, and as weird as it sounds I need to know that there is the potential for the disapproving sigh when I have a bad weigh in to keep me on track. Yes I realize it’s twisted, but hey, whatever works, right?!

I’ve discovered that I really love walking on my treadmill while watching comedians on Netflix. For a few days it was The Best of Will Ferrell on Saturday Night Live, and this week I’ve started watching Jim Gaffigan. The time on the treadmill flies by and I also get a great ab workout from all the giggling I do. My Kindle Fire might just revolutionize my workout routine! And by revolutionize, I mean, get one started. Oh, my foot is no longer hurting, and hey here’s a tip: don’t walk for 45 minutes on the treadmill while wearing house shoes, even if it is a slow walk. Downton Abbey wants you to wear supportive shoes while watching it! Downton Abbey doesn’t want you to get hurt like I did! I’m pretty sure this is how I strained my foot, so I just made sure to wear supportive shoes as much as possible for the next few days and the problem seems to have taken care of itself. I’ll know not to make that mistake again.

So anyway, that’s the latest. I have another therapy appointment on Friday and hopefully it won’t cost me a week’s worth of groceries since I’ve used up all my EAP freebie sessions. Oh well, my family doesn’t need to eat every week anyway, right? (That’s a joke. Please don’t call DHS on me.)

Later taters!!

Go home Mother Nature, you are drunk — December 3, 2012

Go home Mother Nature, you are drunk

We have been having some beautiful weather lately and it is pissing me off.

Let me ‘splain. No, there is too much, let me sum up:

On Saturday I dragged my kids to the park so they could play while I banged out 2 miles on the walking trail (the trail surrounds the park, so I can see my kids the whole time. I may not be a great mom, but I’m not a stupid mom either.) It was 75 degrees and sunny. I wore a tshirt and thin workout pants while my kids wore shorts and flip flops. Everyone and their dog was out there just enjoying the beautiful day –  playing, throwing Frisbees,  picnicking, all those things one does on a lovely summer day.

Um, hello?! It’s December, not June!! I even saw the cutest baby ducks as I walked around the duck pond.



What is wrong with you, Mother Nature? Don’t you realize it’s supposed to be snowy and cold, not warm and gorgeous? Do you know how hard it is to get in the Christmas spirit and get my shopping done when you insist on giving us beautiful days? DO YOU? Cold and snowy  = inside = shopping malls. Warm and gorgeous = outside = BABY FREAKING DUCKS. Seriously Mama Nat, you need to lay off the nectar and get your head on straight. Do you and Jack Frost have a little thing going on the side? Is he so happy that he can’t be bothered to blow a little cold air our way?

We had a cold front move in last night. Guess what today’s high temperature is for today? Sixty-five degrees. Whoa, get out your light jackets!! That’s not a cold front, that’s just a waste of my time.

I’ve got shopping to do!! I’ve got a boatload of gifts to buy and I cannot possibly do that when I am compelled to sit on my porch and soak up the sun! I’m thinking of staging an intervention for Mother Nature because clearly, she is snorting some trippy drugs.

As if I’m not crazy enough these days, I have to put up with unbelievably nice weather too? Life’s so unfair.



Proof — November 2, 2010


I did it.  I walked last night after work and here’s a couple of pictures of the lake where I walked just to prove it.



I often have great intentions, but don’t always follow through on what I say I’m going to do, so this is just to prove to myself that I am capable of following through and making it happen.

Due to a dentist appointment and Voting Day, I won’t get to walk tonight, and tomorrow is Grocery Store Day, so tomorrow won’t happen either. Thursday is open, and maybe Friday – not sure yet if I can work that one in. Saturday morning is up for grabs, so I will definitely try to get a walk in then.  After this weekend, it’s going to get dark around here at 5:30 in the evening (thanks Daylight Saving Time!) so walking after work outdoors is going to be difficult. Guess I’ll have to just limit outdoor walking to weekends.  😦


Can we talk about Halloween candy just for a moment?  I have 3 kids – a 13 year old boy, a 10 year old daughter, and a 5 year old daughter.  Guess who has eaten the most Halloween candy? None of them – it’s been ME.  They don’t seem to be held under the same spell that I am when it comes to the bountiful harvest of Halloween treats.  Even on Halloween night, they didn’t dig in and eat candy until they were sick, no, they dumped out their bags and they sorted the candy into different piles, they traded candy with each other, they built little forts out of the DOTS boxes (the most worthless candy in the world, IMHO),  they threw candy at one another from across the room…they did everything with that candy except inhale it like I expected them to.  They ate a few pieces, sure, but they didn’t go crazy with it like I wanted to. I grabbed a few of my favorites (Whoppers, anyone?) but I made myself stay out of their bags for the most part.


No one in the house except for me seems to have a problem with it.

Which leads me to wonder, as the primary grocery shopper in the family, how much of my “issues” do I subject my family to? For example, I have a hard time paying $4 for a bag of oranges, yet when I see Oreos on sale for 2 for $5 I think “wow that’s a good deal!”  But it’s not a good deal.  It’s a sucky deal.  I buy cookies and snacks because I think “the kids want them” but do they?  Would they be just as happy with yogurt and homemade banana bread? Or apples and peanut butter?  Maybe we’ll find out this week when I go grocery shopping…

Anyway, back to the candy…after eating at least 10 pieces last night I suddenly thought “the candy doesn’t love you back, Jill”.  It sort of jolted me out of my binge and I realized that eating the candy wasn’t making me happy, it was making me sad.  So I stopped and haven’t had any since then. Of course I’m at work today, so it’s easy to avoid it. Maybe I’ll be able to keep myself busy tonight so I won’t be tempted.  I hope.

How are you all dealing with the Halloween Candy Aftermath? How do you alter your workouts when the weather changes? Chime in in the comments!

Walking and rambling — June 10, 2009

Walking and rambling

As part of my “finding joy” experiment, I called a friend of mine whom I hadn’t seen in a long time and asked if she wanted to go for a walk. Sherrill took my place at the last place I worked 10 years ago and we have been friends since then. We’ve kept in touch via email mostly and the occasional phone call, but I decided a face to face was long overdue. I met her last night at the rec center where there is an outside walking track (ie sidewalk) that equals one mile for one time around. I’ve been exercising pretty regularly for the last few weeks so I thought that I wouldn’t have any trouble keeping up with Sherrill because she is 10 years older than I am.


When we got started, Sherrill said “how fast do you want to go?” I said, “You set the pace and I’ll keep up”. BIG MISTAKE. Holy cow that woman can walk!! Fast and furious can best describe our walking style last night – it was all I could do to keep up, but I was not about to slow down. After 3 miles and one hour, I seriously thought I would have to crawl to my car! My socks had rubbed a sore spot on my heel and on the bottom of my foot and I felt like I had been through the wringer, but it felt great! We had a good time catching up and I think I dropped two sizes in that one hour – it was awesome!

I got my hair cut again. The short wavy bob was not working out for me, so I got a short straight angled bob with bangs – it’s so much easier and much cuter! It already feels 100% better.

The garden is coming along nicely. We have to carry water to it every night and I think I’m building some muscle because of it. The 5 gallon bucket didn’t seem nearly as heavy. Yea for manual labor!!

That’s all I got for now – layta!

I thought this was going to be a great post, until I couldn’t remember what it was that I wanted to blog about. — April 15, 2009

I thought this was going to be a great post, until I couldn’t remember what it was that I wanted to blog about.

My coffee and I are at odds with each other this morning. First, it spilled all over my leg as I was getting out of my car this morning. Then when I opened my thermos to pour more coffee, it spilled again all over my desk. Then as I as filling up my coffee cup, it spilled again when I put my creamer in. What is going on?!?! Coffee is the one good thing I can count on in my day and now it’s turning against me!!! Why, Coffee, why?!?I also have a cold, which doesn’t make me a very happy camper. My throat is scratchy and my eyes are itchy and I’m sneezing and snarfling every few minutes. I hate being sick. Being sick sucks.

But as bad as my day has started out, I’m not in a bad mood and I think it can all be attributed to my awesome work out last night. It was 70* and sunny yesterday so I gathered up the kids, went to the park, and did some great interval training. Sounds very pre-planned and impressive, no? Honestly, I didn’t know I was doing an interval workout until I read MizFit’s post this morning, so don’t be impressed. I jogged/walked for 25 minutes and really enjoyed the walking part. Then I went home and after dinner I put in another 30 minutes on the elliptical, which included more interval training (which I didn’t realize was interval training at the time, either). So 55 total minutes of working out yesterday and today I feel good despite the runny nose! Yea me!

I went to the park with every intention of running, but I discovered something. I HATE RUNNING! There. I said it. I am not a runner! Running hurts, it’s hard, and I do not enjoy it!! Sorry Laura – I tried to be cool like you, but alas, it is not to be. I finally came to terms with what I really am: (no, not a wuss, although a case for that could be made) I am a WALKER. Yes, a walker. I can walk faster than I can run and I get a good workout when I walk. Hell, I lost 30 pounds by walking so why would I want to mess with that winning formula? I admit, I get bored just walking, hence the elliptical, but it’s easy, I sweat a lot when I do it, and I can fit it in anytime, so walking it is. I am going to keep adding a little jogging in with it like I did at the park yesterday, so for now I Am Walker, Texas Ranger Hear Me Roar. Honestly, it feels kinda liberating to accept what I am and let go of what I think I should be.

Um, let’s see what else is going on? There were so many things I wanted to blog about and now I can’t think of any of them. Oh, hair update! I have made the appointment with my stylist for next Tuesday – what will the result be? You’ll just have to wait a week to find out! (This blog seems to be all about the hair these days, maybe I should change the name to The Sassy Hair?) I have an idea now of what I want and even found a pic for T to reference when she cuts it. I love getting new hair!

Well I can’t think of anything else right now. If I think of something else, I’ll post it later. Have a great day!

%d bloggers like this: