How crazy is it when the internet goes down for a day, you just don’t really know what to do??

Well, while my little guy was sleeping (I think I will call him “J” from now on, shorter than “little guy”) I thought I would use that time to finish up some sewing. Sewing machine conked out. Go figure. No internet, no sewing. Then, certain channels conk out at the same time. I figured everything happens in threes so it must be ok now. And sure enough all is well again. Crazy though, all my favorite machines taking a break today, perhaps they were trying to tell me something.

OK, so here’s the dilema of the day. While my favorite machines were taking a break I called one of my girlfriends. We have been friends for 25 years (I feel I should say that, not sure why). We share pretty much everything, and lately our talks have centered around our weight loss issues. She has a ten week old baby and her husband is bugging her to get back in shape. Sadly, this started around the four or five week post pardem mark, but she took his suggestions and is trying hard. She is going back to being a vegetarian, unless she has a meat craving, she doesn’t eat dairy, doesn’t eat wheat and that is her plan. I say “GREAT, you look great and shouldn’t be worrying, but I support you in your efforts”. Then she turns to me and says, “how are you making out with the no carb thing?” I tell her it is going well and that I am quite proud of myself for going six whole days without carbs…. the longest in my life. Then, she tells me, she doesn’t “believe in the no carb thing, so how do I really think it’s working for me?” I am a little shell shocked, but tell her I will let her know when I weigh myself on Wednesday, but I feel great. I am getting over my cravings and again quite proud of myself. She then says, ” let me know Wednesday” and changes the subject!

So, basically, I feel like I was let down. Over the years I have supported her through many things, like plain old being a vegetarian, which I don’t believe in for purely religious beliefs (for example, I feel God gave us cows to eat, and give us milk). But, I have supported her. I have never been critical or even told her I don’t agree with it, but I cook her vegetarian and don’t eat meat in front of her. There are other things, quite similar, but I don’t want to list. I feel that I am not here to judge other people, but felt in one fell swoop that I was judged. I actually felt kinda crappy and almost fell off the wagon tonight at my Dad’s birthday dinner, but remembered that I was doing this for me and not for her, so I ate my fat free yoghurt for dessert while everyone else was having cake AND pie!!! And hopefully, when I get on that scale on Wednesday, I will feel a sense of accomplishment for all that I have given up.

Who knew it would be so hard to simply try to lose weight??

I know we have been so spoiled with the weather this year. It has been hot, humid, gorgeously sunny, but that is why this sudden onslaught of cloudy, rainy, chilly days has me wanting to curl up and sleep (which is what we did most of the day yesterday). But, you can only really have one indoor day all week, two is too many.

So today, even if the rain doesn’t stop, I will bundle myself and my little guy up and make sure we go out and play a game of hockey. Somehow, hockey in the rain isn’t too appealing to me, but I am sure it will be glorious for a two year old hockey nut. I think his rain pants from the spring will still fit, if not, we will have to dirty two sets of pants today. I have to remind myself that others play in the rain. Take Nancy for instance. She always makes good use of the rain times two!! I will take a cue from Nancy today and pull out umbrellas and fun stuff for the rain and hopefully it won’t even seem like it is raining anymore. Unfortunately, I won’t be bringing the dogs along for the ride, they are bugging me to go out and play, but since they are newly shampoo’d and I don’t feel up to cleaning wet dirty dogs, they will have to stay and guard the house (yes, we do let them out back to run around on the grass in the rain, just not the dirty streets, the huskey hates the rain anyway).

So if you see a drenched Mom and her two year old outside yelling “SCORE” don’t be alarmed, it’s only me.