Last week, I was driving home with the kids when my phone rang. It wasn't someone I needed to talk to RIGHT THEN, so I picked up my phone to ignore the call. As I was setting it down, some evil obnoxious people sped past me waving signs out the window and screaming at me and everyone else on the road to stop texting while driving. They had a small child in the back of the car. The male driving was also doing the same thing to cars driving past on his side. I wasn't texting and had my phone in my hand for about 10 seconds. When we approached the next stop light, and I had the opportunity to pass them, I flipped the woman off. It just felt right. I really dislike agenda people and I was on the way home from the dentist so I literally had a bad taste (and a little grainy dentist grade toothpaste) in my mouth.
Well, my response obviously angered the people in the car, and they hit the gas to catch up to me and scream obscenities and who knows what else at me with their windows rolled down and a small child in the back. I just turned the music up a bit to ignore them. Elliott caught them out of the corner of his eye and asked what those people were yelling about (he'd been playing on his kindle and they were so loud, he looked up.) I told him not to look at them that they were crazy and rude people. They were.
Because that's safe. And their wild crazy driving to scream at me was really keeping the roads safe from all those texters. When I got home I called Ross to tell him. He said I should have gotten their license plate and turned them in as drunk drivers.
About 6 weeks ago, in the pit of depression about life and weight and diabetes, I rejoined weight watchers for the fourth time in 6 years. Depending on the scale I use, and the amount of clothing I'm wearing, I've lost anywhere from 10-12 pounds. It's a good thing. Slow and steady.
Two weeks ago, I was selected as part of a group in conjunction with Gold's Gym and Harmon's to be part of a three month Liv-a-betes challenge. I'll write more about it later, but it's a 90 day lifestyle, health, weight challenge and I felt like, the night I walked into the gym and saw the poster, was an answer to some pretty serious praying.
This morning, before the sun was up I went to the gym. Not to exercise, but to meet with my trainer. As part of the challenge, I got a free consultation with a trainer and a workout designed specifically for me. Well, that workout kicked my butt so much more than anything Jillian Michael's or I have ever done, that after some thinking, I decided to sign up for 12 weeks, the duration of my health challenge, with the trainer. We met this morning to talk about my plan and set up a workout time. Saturday morning at 6:30 am. I must have finally found the motivation to get my health act together if I'm willing to get up that early on a Saturday morning to *gasp* exercise.
Last week, I made homemade lip balm. I think I need to open my own etsy shop. I've got some ideas. Just not sure how to go about getting it all up and running.
I decided in August that I was going to hand make as many of the Christmas gifts I'm giving this year as possible. I can finally see the light at the end of the sewing and crafting tunnel and only have a few projects left. I hope my gifts are well received. I've really put a lot of time and heart into everything I've been working on.
On Saturday, I helped my mom and sister clean the cobwebs out of my grandpas house. I was assigned the office and the basement. Minus making my sister come and kill a GIANT spider, I did pretty well exploring and cleaning and finding some neat stuff, like a college math book of my grandpa's with his notes in it, some cool church history stuff, and a book of my grandma's that I should have brought home to read called, "A Lusty Wind for Carolina". I might need to go back and grab that one.