I fell off the wagon. Er, I mean, the treadmill. I got off a couple of weeks ago and I can't bring myself to get back on. It started out innocently enough. I hurt my neck, so I took a mini break from exercising. I fell back into old habits. The ones that don't involve sweat or tennis shoes. I felt joy seep back into my life. It was then that I realized my treadmill was only bringing me despair. Thus, I fell off the wagon. On purpose. I'm trying to harness all my mental powers to will me back on. I'll keep you posted.
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There are many things I love about Texas. There are also many that I don't. But this makes me happy:
There are more trees in Houston than people. I'm serious. It's beautiful. This live oak tree is at the entrance of my neighborhood. It's breathtaking, no matter how many times I look at it.
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It's that time of year where I'm thrilled to live here. Today it was sunny and 78 degrees. Gorgeous. Mid November and we can take a walk wearing flip flops. Delightful. Go ahead and be jealous of us Texans. But just keep in mind, summertime is the equivalent of living on the face of the sun. The winter months are simply our reward for not bursting into flames in August.
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Several days ago, I was at the school and I needed to talk to Makell's teacher. As I walked into the classroom, Kellie took one look at me and loudly stated, "Oh no, not that face!" My mother pride swelled and beamed. I took in the moment as her teacher stared at me with her mouth wide open. I reassured her that this was all very normal.
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I'm toying with the idea of skipping Christmas. Not the day itself. Just the presents and decorations. Too much effort and money. Whose with me? If we all pinkie swear together, then our kids won't have anything to complain about. It's a group effort. All in. But, if you insist on giving a gift, I've got a treadmill for you.
3 comments :
I remember that thee. Beautiful. Sounds like it's worth not running so that you can have a little bit of happiness in your day.
just walk around your BEAUTIFUL neighorhood and forget the treadmill - the tree gives you much more joy.
Lisa, Cater has been using my computer and forgot to logout - his name should be mine!
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