It's been six months y'all - and the burger looks just the same.
In fact - it's looked like this since day five - and I hesitate to keep it.
I will though - it's been amazing people that visit.
In fact, one friend called me recently and said 'since I saw that burger at your house I haven't gone to McDonalds and I've lost 26lbs'.
It's also kept Aaron out of the fast food, and that makes me happy. So much better just leading by example, ya know?
I actually ate a portion of a DQ Cheeseburger yesterday.
In a moment of 'what am I missing?' I ordered one whilst in town grocery shopping.
My first bite experience - after 17 months without a burger?
I was surprised at how tasteless it was.
Then I saw big brown cow eyes looking at me from the overcrowded feed lot.
Then I thought of pink slime.
Then I wrapped it up and threw it out.
Uh oh - this is weight loss drivel on the wrong blog.
I did want you guys to know that I shared the program that I did - on my other blog - in case you are interested and wanted to have a look see.
I know many of you have emailed me - and I just haven't had the time to sit and answer, and I apologize.
That link up there will take you to the answers to most, if not all of your questions, and if you still have any - please feel free to call me. The number is in the blog post there.
Yesterday - I had a mini meltdown - and felt so danged overwhelmed by all that needs to be done around here right now. The house felt like a mess. I am seriously so behind with the bees - Lord only knows what shenanigans they are up to in those blasted boxes. The garden is entering the pitiful zone. There wasn't a lick of food up in the house - my mind started going like a runaway freight train with thoughts like "'oh man! Summer is almost over! This isn't how I wanted it to go! Why can't I ever get anything done? It seems no matter how hard I try, I just can't keep it all together! What's wrong with me! I'm Roundup-ing this whole garden! I think I'll give my beehives away!" and on and on I went - flipping the heck out.
You guys know - you know those days when you just feel like you'll never.ever.ever have another moment's rest?
Now - the old Jayme would have continued to freak out - made some espresso - stuffed herself with cookies - and made everyone else in the house miserable for the entire day while I stomped around freaking out and working.
Wait - did I just type that out loud?
The new improved, more in control of herself Jayme quickly calmed herself.
There is ALWAYS enough time to do the most important.
Can I get an amen?
After I did my workout, I meditated for about five minutes. It wasn't anything super spiritual or anything - I just sit quietly, focus on my breathing and repeat 'it's OK - everything is gonna be ok'.
I'm a regular guru, aren't I?
I realized that the sister wives weren't coming and it was all up to me.
I calmed myself and purposely did the work at hand slowly - making sure I was present in each task.
When it was time for Glen to go to the dentist, I went with him.
Spending time with him seemed more important than weeding.
I gave Aaron my full attention when he spoke to me.
At the grocery store, I was kind, calm and friendly to all I encountered.
I let people merge in front of me on the road.
I waved people on at four way stops.
I took a thirty minute nap.
I played with the cat.
I decided that getting what I could get done, and being happy while I was doing it was WAY more important to me than finishing everything that I felt needed to be done.
Cause no one likes living with a bitch, let alone being one.
And that's your lesson for the day.