Hey all...
Funny how one day can change so much. I was on top of the world yesterday, and then today started out badly, with me eating stuff I didn't need and didn't even want. I usually stop at Timmy's (all you fellow Canucks understand) on the way to work, but this morning I went right by McDonalds, so I thought, hey, I'll just stop and get an orange juice instead, and maybe I'll splurge on a breakfast sandwich and skip snack, since I had packed a healthy lunch. Instead, no OJ so I got bad coffee, greasy hashbrowns, and the sausage mcmuffin - which I usually love - was so not worth the feeling gross after. After I was just like, what did I do? I felt like crap about it. Then, to top it all off, when I got to work I realized it was hot dog day, made by the students to support school programs... kind of a requirement for the teacher, so I did that too for lunch. I am trying really hard to stay positive, but now I am fairly certain that I will not see much - if any - loss on the scale tomorrow at all. And this weekend is going to be bad. It's my birthday on Monday, so my parents and siblings are coming to town to take me out, which is great, but not exactly healthy. And DBF is taking me out too on Saturday; at least I can be healthier then.
I guess I will just get up early tomorrow for a last chance workout before work, and then try to make the smartest choices possible.
I don't think I will be lucky enough to hang on to that clippie for long! Trying not to get frustrated.
Anyway, shake it off! Today QOTD: (yay, something positive!): My favourite feature about me is my eyes. I do have a favourite (silly) part of me - I have a freckle on my foot that I like. It's weird. And I like my feet and my collar bones. Those are the best physical features.
As for the favourite things about me, the favourite things that make me happy...
When I come home from work and my golden retriever and pomeranian scamper to the top of the stairs to watch me take off my shoes before running to me, wagging tails furiously.
The smell of my golden retriever's paws - like doritos, only inedible, so no calories.
Taking pictures. My new video camera. Scrapbooking.
The kitty purring in my lap right now.
When my boyfriend runs to the door, lifts me up in a giant hug, spins me around, then runs back to whatever it was he was doing before I got home.
My boyfriend.

Texts and nonsense phone calls from my teenage sister.
Watching my teenage brother play the guitar in his band, or at the church (like at Christmas), or for anyone who will pause long enough to listen.
When a student who was struggling with something understands it. Or when one of them surprises me with something incredibly profound, witty, insightful, or just plain GOOD.
Knowing that I had a hand in that, no matter how small.

My job. my job, my job, my job.
Chick flicks. The Dirty Dancing movie. Singing loudly in my truck. Sunsets. Sunrises. Theatre, complete with popcorn (gasp.). Inside jokes. Shopping (especially for scrapbooking supplies!). A bubble bath. Green tea with lemon. Sitting in a clean room of my house (realistic enough to not say whole house, just one room), and knowing that I am organized; if only briefly.
Sitting in front of a campfire in the mountains.
Everything Disney.
Finally realizing that yes, to some people, I do matter.
I realized I just totally rambled and went off on a tangent. Sorry about that.

But sometimes I think people just need to say things to themselves, or to anyone who will listen.
Thanks for listening.