Wah. Just said goodbye to all my uni friends. They've been like family for the past year. I'm moving home to do my dissertation. Sad.
Also, this has reminded me I should really make some kind of After Studies type life plan. Hmm.
'Destiny'
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Wah. Just said goodbye to all my uni friends. They've been like family for the past year. I'm moving home to do my dissertation. Sad.
Also, this has reminded me I should really make some kind of After Studies type life plan. Hmm.
Gronk. I went to a birthday party today for a friends little boy who just turned 1. It was a great party, and then I came home and fell asleep for 3 hours. My sleep schedule is never going to be put right again.
Seska, where is home?
Is this still the parenting thread? Because tonight we achieved POTTY POOPAGE completely out of the blue! About halfway through bathtime Dylan said "Okay pee in the bath. No poop in the bath." And when I agreed that this was so, he said "Get out of the bath, sit on the potty, get back into the bath?" Which is something I've been casually suggesting for months, but never actually expected him to go for! And yet...he did! And there were (ahem) results!
I don't expect this to be repeated any time soon, but still - WAY COOL. So proud of my little guy.
It's petty and wrong of me to take so much delight in seeing my sister, and oldest brother, both of whom used to not only be skinny but make fun of my pudge, wearing double chins, isn't it?
Only in as bad as it is for me to be horrified by the fact that some neighbor boy I went to high school with (but don't remember) who bought his parents' house, and saw my little sister at my parents' house, thought it was me. And these days, she and I don't really look anything alike. And it makes me want to go home and be fabulous, and loiter about, and be like "HELLOOOOOO, silly neighbor boy I don't even remember! No! Look, I am WAY more fabulous than you remember, and have turned out WONDERFUL!"
But then I feel terrible, because clearly, that is saying terrible things about what I think my sister looks like these days. Ahem. (She did that whole "get married, and get fat and happy" thing...)
It's petty and wrong . . .
Then I don't wanna be right.
Clearly I skipped the married part of the equation, damn it. However, I am burning more calories and riding farther, and my legs aren't all wet-noodles! Plus, the belly has lost the shelf ability. And I tried a third machine, rowing, tonight! Maybe I'll loose this belly yet! And I am *not* stepping on a scale anytime soon. I'm sure the actual weight loss is less than what I think, so no need to depress myself with how little I have done.
weight isn't the issue ,o_a. because you could be gaining muscle ( and non noodle legs says you are) so the weight could be the same , even if you have lost fat. making yourself stronger is a good enough reason to go forward.
The actual weight loss is less important than the rest of it. Good for you, omnis.
o_a, what beth said. Exercise to make yourself stronger; if the weight happens, it happens.