Week 1

My first week average weight was 159.1. Not too bad. Im trying to stay confident that if I simply 'stay the course' everything will drop down to where I like it...and I shouldnt have lost 4 lbs the first week, as much as I want to :) So...Im doing ok. Next week starts the yoga again to get some definition back in my arms and legs.

Day 1

Its time to jump back on the 'watching what I eat' horse. I have a small goal of 10lbs by Christmas...shouldnt be TOO hard, but boy do I love my chips and cheese dip :)

Weight: 161

Wine Weekend

It was time. Time to fill my pathetic empty wine rack with some good wine! I think I may have suceeded...

Livermore may not be classically beautiful but I managed to see some amazing things...

They put the grapes in the barrel room in the big containers and just let it all just soak and furment, then later they process it in the barrels...

We got a tour through El SOl winery and they showed us how they processed the wine out of the barrels...looks yummy huh?

I should have bought this sign, because it really just fits me :)

Dad was our DD and enforced all the rules for our trip, see the sign behind him? "No alcohol behind this point!"

It was a much needed vacation and a fun 3 day road trip. I made some macaroni/potato salad, marinated some good chicken and really just enjoyed myself. It was great to see Aunt Maureen and Uncle Greg and Aunt Jeri and Uncle Mike. At dinner one night the owner of El Sol winery came by our table with 2 free bottles of wine for us to enjoy (like we really needed MORE). Everyone we met was amazing and I cant wait to go again next year!

RIP Rosie. My Sunshine

I got a pet door to go out to our patio so Rosie can go in and out and so her litter can stay outside and not in our tiny 1 bedroom apartment...well, the first night and Rosie has taken off :( Im so sad. I miss her like crazy...Please come home Rosie! I keep looking outside thinking that you will jump over the balcony and you dont. I keep looking back onto the couch thinking I will have to yell and tell you to get off. But youre not there. I keep looking at your purple pillow thinking you will be all turned upside down and cute...but youre not there. I love you so much. You make me happy. I always figured that you would be with me...at least for the next 15 years or so. I fought for you...and now you are gone. I seriously miss you...like nothing I have ever missed before. Please come home. Dont test me anymore. I cant handle it.

ETA: SHe was hit by a car and killed today. Way south of town by the Pink Scolaries. I dont know how she got so far, from a cat who was normally too scared to venture past a couple feet from the balcony.