Happy Saturday

I am SO excited. Ken is currently working on our stair/landing project. Pretty soon the stairway to our room won't be scary anymore. He is laying the bamboo on the landing as I type. The pounding is no distraction at all... just a reason to smile. The bamboo will go all the way down the stairs. It will look and feel so much nicer than the ancient, rough, painted brown wood that is there now.

I've slipped on the steep stairs more than once and am looking foward to someday having a handrail. The girls make middle of the night trips up the stairs a couple of times a week (which is pretty big progress compared to a month and a half ago when I had two little beds made on the floor next to our bed because they came up every night.

Emma has been letting Madeline sleep with her and the nights have been so peaceful. Ken and I both love to look into Emma's room before we head upstairs because the sight of the two girls, all snuggled up together in bed is such a cute thing to see. They both end up sleeping better.

Ken at work

Scary AND Ugly

A good place for practicing stunts

Tomorrow will be a day of relaxation...for me (I'm guessing that Ken might still be working away on the stairs). I need to prepare (by resting) for the coming week. It is Madeline's birthday on Friday and I'll be working in Seattle all of next weekend.

Oh, I quit eating desserts just before New Years...did I already blog about this? I haven't had any desserts, not even Chocolate, in 3 weeks. For some reason it hasn't been very hard. I've stocked a fruit plate and that seems to satisfy my cravings. It just reminds me of how whether or not I can make a decision about how I eat and stick with it seems like magic. Back in the day when Mist, Ken, Barbara and I did the 1 lb a week diet, it was easy (easy enough to be successful). Then over a period of 3 1/2 years all the weight that I lost (20ish lbs) slowly crawled back onto me. The MANY times that I have tried to do the same sort of weight loss thing again it has been completely ineffective. WHY?? When it clicks, it clicks. When it doesn't, it doesn't. I can't seem to put a finger on what it is that causes me to be successful.

Not eating desserts isn't really working as a slim down plan but I think it does help to limit my sugar crashes...and it cuts the salt to sweet to salt to sweet thing short. I was thinking that I should instigate a finish with food by 7ish sort of rule. Rules, rules, rules...they were made to be broken. Food is my drug. Sometimes when I am totally exhausted it is one of my primary sources of pleasure. Balance. Balance. Balance. Why is it so dang hard to achieve?

That is it for now. I may not be back again for another week.