Good morning all my lovelies!

How are you all this morning? I'm here at work (as usual) and our mid shift person just came in, so
Chatty Cathy has someone to talk to other than me.....so I'm doing pretty well.
I had a disturbing bout with chest pain this morning that scared me, but I'm sure it was just due to stress. My chest hurt, all the way through to my back and then ran up into the left side of the back of my head. I walked around the office for a little bit and took some aspirin and felt a little better after I ate. I still feel a little off kilter,

but better.
Not sure what the plans are for later tonight......dh & I thought we would do the whole
dinner and a movie thing. We've only got one of the boys tonight as my older one is spending the night with a pal. I almost didn't let him go because his room is one huge mess.....but isn't it
always?
I am happy to say that today I will be filling in the last square on my calendar for the month of January today and to this point, I have been within my points every day. After I fill in today's totals, tomorrow I will post my points, water drank and exercise for the month of January. I get such a feeling of accomplishment being able to look at this little calendar and knowing that I have accounted for every day in the month of January.
Ok, onto replys:
Sandy: I think you should be allowed to treat yourself every now and again without feeling guilty. I sometimes think I have been far too rough on myself lately, but then when I look at the big picture, I may have been a little too slack at times too. Thanks for the ideas on the salad too. I've got a big bag of salad mix just wasting away in the refrigerator at the moment and I'll be fixing me a nice one for dinner.
Donna: I don't think that you are being a
griper at all....I think you're just stating the way that you feel, and that's what we are here for. I remember when I was trying to lose weight several years ago and my Mom had this great idea that we should meet at the local mall every morning and walk together. At the time, she weighed about 130 lbs less than me. She weighed a cool 170 and I was at the 300 mark. She never walked beside me, she was always two to three steps in front of me and she loved to turn around and say, "Come on Tina...can't you walk any faster than that?"

That would agrivate me to no end. One day, as she was walking much faster than me and asked me that
lovely question.... I said, "I tell you what Mom....after we get through walking, we're going to the grocery story and I'm buying 10-10 lb. bags of potatoes. I'm going to hang two around your neck, two around each arm and two around each leg and when you're carrying the weight around that I am....we'll see how fast you go." Funny.....I never heard another word after that. Of course, I stopped walking with my Mom after that too.
2cute: I know where you're coming from as well. As you know, or you may not know....it was no picnic growing up in my house. With an alcoholic for a father and my Mom being the poster child for Prozac, it was anything but a bed of roses. I have spent my entire life saying again and again to myself that I will never do the things to my children that my parents did to me.......
and I don't. But, I do say things sometimes, that when I hear them come out of my mouth, I hear my
mother's voice. I hate that.

It is something I have to work daily on. I have never been big on
spanking... I usually just end up grounding them or making them write sentences. They
hate that. I believe sometimes the most vicious things that can be done to children can simply come out of the parents mouth. My youngest (9) is overweight and sometimes I will hear myself say, "Do you really think you need that?" (big visions of my Mom) He is overly sensitive about his weight anyways, and when I say something like that, he will get this horrible look on his face,
like I've slapped him and he says, "You think I'm fat, don't you? You hate me!"

And then he runs off to his room. Then I have to go to his room and soothe his ruffled feathers and all that mess. Geez....have I been rambling or what?

Should have just been simple and said,
"I know where you're coming from."
Lucky: I'm sorry you're having such a rough time with your Dad. I haven't exactly been in the position that you're in now, and with my relationship with my Dad being the way it is....I'm kinda afraid to find out what type of person I will be when he gets to that stage. Hopefully, I'll never have to find out.

I know there are temptations at every turn, but you stay strong and remember, I am always there pulling for you.
Well ladies, I have been here long enough...phones are ringing off the wall,

and I suppose they would like some help...you think?

Have a wonderful day everyone and I will check in with you later.
Oh,
2cute, it's amazing how often we think alike....I LOVE it when we post pictures. Here's mine for everyone...
