Start your morning off right

This was one of the first things that happened to me this morning....

Gracie (sitting on my lap...wimpering, extending her thumb)
Me, "Whats the matter, Baby?"
Gracie, (Wimpering louder...thumb more prominent)
Me, "Awww...Did you hurt yourself? Do you me to kiss it??"

Then...just as I am leaning in for the kiss...

Gracie, "NO MOMMY!! IT'S MY BOOGER!!"
Me, (dumbfounded)
Gracie, (somewhat condescendingly) "We don't kiss boogers, Mommy."

what do ya know...I learned something today.

Where are ya rushin off to?

So...I was working out yesterday (no applause, please. I'm already patting myself on the back hard enough to leave a mark) and I was thinking about the nature of my love/hate relationship with working out (hate doing it...love being done with it). what has happened to me? About a year and a half ago, I couldn't get enough of working out. I could barely sit through a TV show. Now...not so much. I want to work out and feel the joy of motion. I feel like I'm just staring at the clock waiting for the time to be over. What the heck am I in such a hurry to do??? More housework?? Running errands?? Dental hygiene manuevers?? I feel like I would be much better served by staying in the moment...slowing down...plugging in. that's my message for today...and for all of those of u covering me in prayer on the weight loss thing...5lbs down!!