Brenda & The Boys

I went to my second class ever at the gym yesterday. It was a 5:15a Strictly Strength class. A friend of mine invited me and without really thinking about it I said, yes. Out loud! Yikes. I was so nervous about it. I told her the only things I did "strictly" were eat Peeps and chips and salsa. I got up and went. Debora was sweet to show me the ropes! And the weights, and mats, and these things that I did not like called Burpees (a really tough exercise). Which brings me to the reason I wanted to blog about this experience. Let me just say first of all I am so glad this class was early in the wee hours cause there were not that many people in the class. Thank goodness. Let me be totally honest. Some of these exercises were a bit tricky! If you are like me and you consider housework "exercise". Folding and hanging clothes. Walking up the stairs to put it away. Exercises. Right? Well, can I just say that yesterday, hello people I just met just forget that my big butt a...

I have been at it again. Remodeling. Juzing. Making things more functional. Reorganizing. My fave things to do. You see for years I have wanted to take our dining room and do something different with it. Our formal dining room is/was one of the first rooms in the house. Right by the front door, away from the kitchen. I think in the 10 years we've lived here we maybe sat at our table maybe 4 or 5 times. We always took a chair of two and took it to the kitchen when we needed an extra seat/space. So, this year...I FINALLY got my wish. Thank you Husband and thanks to your Christmas bonus, I now have a new sitting room/craft area/project space! And I LOVE it!! Thank you Husband and thank you Christmas bonus! My cousin, Diane and her husband Thomas are the new owners of my barely used dining room set. They moved into a new house recently and had an empty dining room connected to their kitchen. Voila! New dining room for them! AND I have already been over and we all sat and ate at it! F...

I am going to change the voices in my head. I am perfect...to me. Mirror, mirror on the wall...I am OK looking after all. No more will I bully... me . No more beating myself up with my own doubt and criticism. I don't have time for it. Life moves too fast. I need to love me. More. Now. I'm just saying. -B P.S. Thanks, P!nk.