Small Wonders

I've decided that it is best to work in small steps as I attempt to wrench my life back from the brink of failure and onto the path that I have chosen. So I am celebrating a couple of good things I have done this week.

1. I ate Cracksandwiches on Tuesday. They made me feel lousy. I'm thinking that they may not be best for me. My belly does not love them as much as my tastebuds do.

2. Wednesday and Thursday found me in the BK drive thru, but I made a better choice. Oatmeal! Yummy and filling. I wasn't even starving at the end of day.

3. I took my vitamin everyday this week.

So those are my small accomplishments. But it feels good to have something positive to say. I don't believe in sugar-coating, but no one wants to read a Debbie Downer all the time either.

"Our lives are made of these small hours, these little wonders..." -Rob Thomas

Comfort Food

Sorry about the extended absence my friends, but there was some chaos. Ok there was a lot of chaos. Two weeks into the new year my husband's father was killed in a car accident, so we had to hoist anchor and head back to Florida to help sort out that situation. One of the things that happens when someone passes is that folks bring food. It's a small way to be helpful to those who are grieving, one less thing for them to think of, plan for and deal with. And gods bless them for it. There is so much to do once someone is gone, especially when it's sudden and there's no time to prepare. So my stepmom-in-law's refrigerator was packed to the gills, with more coming in every night. Deli chickens, casseroles, breads, cakes, pasta dishes crowded the kitchen. It was something to take our minds off of the sad tasks at hand, some small, good thing that we could do. I always think of this type of food as the original "comfort food". When we are sad, we eat to give ourselves some peace, some comfort and some control over our lives, because so much of it is not in our control.
So I gained about 4 pounds since the new year, which I now have to evict, along with all it's fat little friends. One thing I did have brought home to me was this. Whatever it is you mean to do, do it now. Tomorrow is not guaranteed to anyone, ever.

Tempus Fugit.