The holidays have kicked my tush. More importantly, Sandra has promised to kick my tush if I didn’t post soon. So here I am.
My sweet BC received his usual flood of gifts this year. We tried to hide half of it for later in the year when he is bored with the first half. This year he made a mental list of every toy, and has specifically named each toy when he realized it was missing. So the closet is empty of new toys. I’m going to have to have a sitdown with BC and explain that no new toys will be incoming until some of the old ones have gone to new homes. He has an active inventory of every toy, dvd, and book he has ever owned. I admire both his memory and his tenacity.
I have also been busy with making. I like to keep my hands and mind busy with making things when I’m stressed, and the holidays always manage to stress me out. This year, I made 3 bags and knit an entirely new sweater.
The bags are heading to Canada soon.
I only have to weave in the 3.49 gazillion ends, decide on the front closure, and ,voila!, it is done. If only it weren’t wool, I could wear it more than once this winter… that is the problematic downside of knitting in the overheated armpit of the US.
I started my ‘no grain’ (aka ‘specific carb’) diet. It would probably work better if I could cut out the sugar. Being chronically sleep-deprived, I need it (and caffeine) to keep going. I have also been craving chocolate ice cream. If I did one of those ‘list weird things about yourself’ memes that are going around, you would know that I am not addicted to chocolate or ice cream. When I asked MC to go to the store specifically for chocolate ice cream, the man’s jaw hit the floor. I’m pretty sure it was caused by a magnesium deficiency but he was convinced I was pregnant. I’m not… pregnant, that is. I started taking magnesium supplements again and the chocolate cravings are gone.
Exercise is also on my list of things to do. I have spent the last couple of months pretty much postrate on whatever horizontal surface I could find because of the end effects of uncontrolled allergies and the flu. Suddenly exercising was an eye opener. And a muscle hurter. Ouch.
Did you know that one of the reasons people are getting fatter by the minute is that we don’t walk anymore? In the olden days, before drive-thru Starbucks, people walked an average of 5 miles a day (which is approximately 10,000 steps). I would be hard pressed to say that I walk more than a half-mile a day now… I used to walk everywhere. Walking is on my agenda this year. In fact, I’m going to go get dressed now and drag the dog on a walk!