Week in Review: Week 250
Week 250. Woohoo, I love hitting significant numbers.
I really need a life.
monday
It was just the right amount of cold today – mid-40s. Just right for wearing an actual coat and being the perfect amount of warm.
Worked in the office. Went to the pharmacy. Came home and jumped around. Worked on blog stuff. I let myself off all the hooks at 9pm and moved to the sofa for When I Was the Most Beautiful. I wasn’t sure about this one but…it’s got a sad boy (not an uncommon theme). Those sad boys just kill me. Anyway, poor planning has me only at episode 9 of 16 on a school night. Things look grim for our hero.
tuesday
Somehow, somehow, I have run out of all my makeup at the same time! Eyeliner, mascara, lipstick. And I don’t wear much makeup but. I wear some. And now there’s NONE.
This is it, the apocalypse.
And with that, the search begins.
wednesday
Hump Day.
thursday
I forget.
friday
Friday afternoon of a 3-day weekend. What a promising phrase.
saturday
Bad Kitty.
sunday
Was a lovely almost 70-degree day! Friend and I drove out east a bit to Prosser Pines, a preserve started in 1812 (they wrote an overture about it) when a man started planting Eastern White Pines. The property changed hands several times but was always maintained as a pine forest, the oldest one of its kind on the entire Eastern seaboard. It’s a lovely walk, surrounded by tall tall trees, walking on a cushion of pine needles.
It used to be a favorite place to bring Caleb. Memories of him were strong there.
What I’m Watching
When I was the Most Beautiful. Heartbreak and disappointment. Life is not fair. You don’t always get what you deserve and you certainly don’t get what you want. Don’t ever count on a happy ending. Also, let’s break the young man with the best heart. Let’s just do that. Just break him. Why not.
Sad.
Trying to get my watching under control a little bit. I managed to do a little more working and a little less watching this week.
I can’t believe Christmas is next week. Guess I better get on that a bit.
Hope you have a good one, guys!
Diane Cachenaut
Bettye – I must have missed the post regarding jumping rope. Whatsup??
Diane C
bettyewp
I can’t remember in which post I initially talked about jumping rope, just…I’ve been wanting to move more. And I don’t mean like “I should be moving more,” I mean I LITERALLY *want* to move. Not “EXERCISE,” just movement. So I’m alternating between dancing (not dancing), some yoga, jumping rope, and just sort, of let’s say, “freestyle” (ha ha), etc. Walking is just so challenging in my area, but I can spend 5-10 minutes a day leaping and bounding around the living room..until I’m huffy puffy sweaty and feel okay to sit at the desk. Where I proceed to chair dance for the rest of the evening ha ha.
ANYWAY, in my early 20s when I was in a “get in shape and lose weight” phase (#likedaboy) jumping rope in my bedroom to the soundtrack of Flashdance (ha ha) was my “it’s too cold to go outside” activity and was really good. So I thought HOW HARD CAN IT BE TO JUMP ROPE (#famouslastwords), bought a jumprope, and proceeded to try and kill myself by tripping myself and pounding my large frame into the ground.
I’m assuming you’re responding to the “17 jumps!” reference in last week’s week in review. I have not surpassed that yet but at least I’m getting 10-12 jumps more consistently whereas before it was 4-5. It’s HARD to get this body off the ground. I’m also doing these “getting in shape to jump rope” exercises that seem simple but are BRUTAL. I do those on non-jump-roping days cuz my legs can get me off the ground just so many times at once.
Probably more than you asked for but.
Linda Root
Today, I feel like Jane. Me:
bettyewp
🙂
Iris
I love pine trees and pine needles. Enjoyed your pictures.
Grace & Peace, Iris
http://www.IrisOriginalsRamblings.com
bettyewp
It’s so serene in there with the muting cushion of pine needles.