
That came off of these kids after a couple of hours in the sandbox! As you can see we still have a little tiny bit of snow left, but nothing to slow us down for sure. The boys played in the sandbox for almost two hours while my Sister, Baby “A” and I sat up by the house and soaked in a few rays. (Yes, Baby was covered and sheltered from the sun).
If this beautiful weather continues we will have the pool set up for Easter! My Sister and I decided that it was much easier for us to sit and hang out, outside than in. We had already been for a walk and had lunch, but they were tearing up the inside of the house. As soon as we suggested outside the two of them were at the door and ready to go in their socks!!
We also brought out the dogs, the four of them were playing chase and crashing into each other ( no kids were hurt in the taking of this photo). They had a blast and in turn we had a blast. It was only a glimps of what is to come for us in the months ahead, and I cannot wait! But, please make summer go by just as slow as winter :).
After last week’s 4lb loss and feeling great, this week hasn’t lived up to week #2 expectations. Although I followed carefully and continued with my greens and fruit, I did cheat a couple of times and had a couple of handfuls of jelly beans. Who knew that a few little beans of sugar would affect my whole week!! Ack. I have nothing extra to report as loss this week. So sad really.
But, I do have to say that I added a few more walks compared to the week before. And it should account for a little something extra on the excercise scale when you have to scrub your dogs after your walk. And no, I don’t mean my feet. I mean my furry dogs. I thought it would be safe to take them with me, the roads looked dry. Apparently as the day goes on the sun gets stronger and the snowbanks melt. I took the bike path to my sisters, stopped for coffee, and headed home an hour later. The snowbanks were melting so fast, my dogs were covered in water and winter muck. “J” was even getting upset that he was getting sprayed in the face by Cosmo (the one with the longer fur, and the one who walks closest to the stroller).
Alas, my extra excercise did not help with a net loss of weight this week. Oh well, that’s ok. I still ate healthier, and excercised more. That is the point to becoming a more healthier You. Will continue on the path, and hopefully with the warm temperatures forecasted this week and the fact that we put our chairs in our now almost snow free backyard, a little more outside air and excercise will net a bigger loss for next week.
I studied French in school. And that is not counting the two years of French I took in University. I have an official bilingual certificate, but unfortunately since I don’t speak French as often as I used to, it is pretty rusty.
Sometimes when I speak French to strangers, they switch to English. Which I find pretty insulting considering how much effort I put into speaking French in the first place. Apparently my accent isn’t so good. My Dad and Mom were both born and raised in Montréal. My Dad can speak any dialect of French he chooses. It just rolls of his toungue. Whether we are in Paris, France or Mont Laurier, Québec my Dad can talk to anyone anywhere. He even started giving sermons at a Church up in the Gatineau in French last year. My Mom, well she can get by, but prefers not to speak it, she lacks the confidence in her language skills. I guess I take after my Mom.
In University I took Spanish, I speak better Spanish than I do French, and always when I do speak Spanish to a person of Spanish origin, they always, always reply in Spanish. Imagine that. They also immediately slow down their speech for my so I won’t get lost in their quick talking. I love Spanish.
Hubby took a French test yesterday. He has been studying French for 5 weeks. Not only has he been able to correct my French when I try to help him (which I don’t want to offer, in case I mess him up) but, he knows almost all of his verbs!!! His first ever real conversation in French was at this test. He was able to tell the person administering the test this much… in French. So, my Hubby has gone all of his life saying “I can do ____ because I don’t speak French”. Well, not anymore. He had to at least score a 1, meaning that he understood some basic French and could reply with mistakes. He not only scored a 2, meaning that he understood and replied with little mistake, but he scored a 2.5!!! Sorry, that is out of a score of 5. Ack! All those years spent learning and speaking French, and here Hubby goes mastering the language in 5 short weeks. He still has some learning to go, but obviously he will be chatting with my Dad in no time flat. Now his Dad will be asking him if he is going to start learning German.