Random Ramblings...
This is one of those days that I feel a blog coming on. I am not quite sure what to write, but something is brewing, so I'll just type until it comes to me. That is my warped weirdo way. So...hmm...It is one of those days that is just humming along. Do you know what I mean? I woke up, showered and got dressed. I headed to the amish store to restock our snack basket, which is never full in this house full of vultures. I swear that my kids can smell a snack a mile away. They swarm and surround the bags of groceries and then they attack. Nothing left but some empty boxes and a few stray wrappers. Anyway, once I got home I started some homemade soup for dinner and baked some chocolate chip cookies. Gluten, dairy, corn free for me and delicious buttery, chewy, wheaty fabulousness for everyone else. I made the mistake of tasting the cookie dough for my sad faux cookies. It tasted like a combination of feet and butt. Please believe that I have never actually tasted feet or butt, I am just guessing. But seriously, it was not good...at all. But I am committed to trying to live this new wheat, corn and dairy free existence, so I persevered. I have to admit that it was with more than a tiny bit of trepidation that I tasted the final product. I must say it was quite tasty! I actually liked it. I liked it even more with a cup of cinnamon sugar cookie coffee with vanilla soy milk. Yummo! I think that I can actually, possibly, just maybe deal with eating differently. I have to admit that since cutting out the above mentioned things, I really do feel better. I am way less puffy and bloated. And at the risk of sounding like I am 100, my joints feel better than they have in years. Now to get back into exercising mode. I know that everyone says that they have so much more energy after they exercise. I am pretty sure that they lie. Ever since I had my surgery back in September, I am just exhausted. I am talking can't drag myself up off the couch without making a committed effort and counting to three and taking a deep breath and just forcing myself to suck it up and do it kind of tired. Not good. Yes, I have seen my doctor about it, along with some other random weird post-surgery things that I have going on. I have had tube after tube of blood sucked out of me and so far everything is normal. Thank God! I just need to suck it up and deal with it. sigh. I hate dealing with it. Anyway, back to exercising, I need to do it. I know. Nothing to it, but to do it. And it is time. Gulp. Time to call on my good friend Leslie Sansone and tie on my tennys and walk. Walk, Walk, Walk!
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