The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart
sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find,
in every hour, some heavenly blessings!
Henry Ward Beecher
My two newest tree angels. Whenever I see an angel in the store, I can never resist. I have to buy it.
Happy Monday to all. The temperature has warmed up, but it's raining. Have to go to the center today, though, to pick up my Avon order. Bought some cologne for my sons to stuff in their stocking, and this will be the last time this week I go. Tomorrow is my art class at the other center, and Wednesday will be a cooking day.
On Friday I left early in the morning to take care of my banking so I could avoid running about on Black Friday. It was brutally cold out with a chilling wind. The buses all ran slow, and my feet haven't felt so cold since I was a child waiting for the school bus. I hope this isn't a sign of a rough winter, but with all that snow in Buffalo, I have to wonder.
After the banking, I stopped to see if I could find some boots, and I found the perfect pair. Trouble was, I couldn't get them on. Not that they were too small. They were the perfect size. But, the pain kept me from bending to pull them on, and every time I came close, my foot would cramp up. After twenty minutes of struggling, and the shedding of a few tears, I gave up and bought the shorter version.
And coming home was a nightmare. I'd also bought a few long flannel gowns. It is so hard to find them in my size, so when I do, I buy them. So here I am with my boots, my nightgowns, and a bag of salad ingredients. Not much. But, when one is in pain and uses a cane, well, let's just say the trip home was torture. So much so that when I finally arrived home, I sat down and the tears just flowed. It is just so hard dealing with the fact that I just cannot do the things I used to do.
On another note, hubby did quite a clean out over the weekend. After all my months of nagging, all it took was a visiting sister from the Dominican Republic. Each time she visits, she collects clothing from family members to send over there. Usually it is only me who participates, but this time hubby really went to town. He must have gotten rid of at least 25 pairs of shoes (one of his addictions) and three huge garbage bags of pants and shirts. What a huge difference in his closet. Now we finally have some storage space.
Made a tray of lasagne on Saturday. Haven't made it in a long time. Hubby's sister was visiting, and hubby said she didn't want Spanish food, she would prefer something Italian. I am pretty proud of myself. Ate a light breakfast and lunch and filled my plate with salad and a small portion of lasagne. Not only did I not go over my daily points, but didn't even have to dig into my weekly bonus points. That's the great thing about Weight Watchers. You are allowed to eat anything you want, in moderation.
Well, that's about it for today. I'm off to shower and breakfast. Talk to you all tomorrow.