Monthly Archives: December 2010

Day 6 of 30 Days of Truth

Day 6:  Something you hope to never do in your life

Workout:  Complete, 30 minutes (30 Day Shred Jump Start, 30 Day Shred 1 — feeling major burn today)

First of all, I am sore.   S.O.R.E.  I didn’t know that just 20 minutes of working out could be so intense.  Yesterday was my first day of the 30 Day Shred program, and it kicked my ass.  Everything was sore this morning.  On the other hand, I slept like a baby last night, deeply, completely, all night.  And it was the first night in a while without nightmares (at least, where I don’t remember having them the next morning).  So bonus all around.

Second of all, I’m down over 6 lbs, and can feel that more is going to come off if I stick with this.

Thirdly, Jillian is crazy.  Her 30 Day Shred is intense, she’s intense, but that’s ok.  I need intense, I think.  She’s bossy, and that works for me.  But she’s crazy.  And my ass hurts.

Moving on.

There are tons of things I hope to never do in my life, just as there are tons of things I hope to do.  I’ll try not to be specific as I don’t want to bring myself down or increase my anxiety since I already have depression and panic/anxiety issues.  I will say, in light of the dietary shifts and increase in workout frequency, that I have a weight number in mind that I hope to never again reach.  I have another number in mind that I’m working toward, but am trying to focus more on increasing my sense of well-being.

Now excuse me while I go collapse for a while.  Whew.

She looks so sweet

when she’s asleep.  Don’t you agree?  Little angel.  We won’t discuss at this time the mischief she’s in when she’s awake.

Camilla Rose, asleep with her baby doll, December 27, 2010

Day 5 of 30 Days of Truth

Looks like I fell down on the blog. Workouts have continued. Blogging did not. My bad.

Day 5:   Something you hope to do in your life
Workout: Complete, 45 minutes (Cardioke, part of 30 Day Shred Day 1 before it kicked my ass)

There are many things I hope to do in my life.  I hope to see my children grow old and have children of their own.  I hope to see a Boston Red Sox game along the 1st base line at Fenway Park.  I hope to see the buildings and sculptures of ancient Greece and Rome.  I hope to see the gray skies and green fields in Ireland.   I hope to get some piece of my writing published.  I hope to make a difference in someone else’s life for the better.  I hope to continue to better myself — mind, body, and soul.

My boys

are going to look exactly alike.

Here they both are, wearing the same exact Columbia fleece romper, almost 4 years apart.  Click to enlarge.

River, December 26, 2010

JR, January 4, 2007

Bookmarking for later…

Gap Button front denim skirt, dark wash

Old Navy Women’s Perfect Denim Pencil Skirt, Yuki wash
Target Women’s Mossimo Supply Co. Katherine Leather Engineer Boots – Black
Steve Madden A-Yasmin Cognac LE women’s boot high platform, BLACK, 8.5
Gap 1969 Perfect Boot Jeans, light wash or faded medium wash
Bath & Body Works Shea Cashmere & Silk hand cream
Dior Miss Dior Cherie Set
Sephora Favorites Best of Fragrance Deluxe Sampler for Her
Sephora Korres Natural Look Antioxidant Color Collection
Kat Von D Painted Love lipstick set


Here are a few shots of the lunar eclipse as seen from my front porch.  I wish these had turned out better, but I fear that it’s time to upgrade the camera.  I’d take more, but cloud cover, cold temperatures, and trees seem to be impeding the rest of the eclipse for me.  Nonetheless, it’s soooooo pretty.

It’s about time! RT @maddow 65-31. It’s Dead. #DADT

Thank you, Senate. “Don’t Ask Don’t Tell” is dead.

I created this image below to celebrate this history. You can find it on numerous objects (t-shirts, stickers, mugs, etc.) in my CafePress shop. Wear with pride.

Ask. Tell. You can now.

Holiday Spirit

Camilla’s got the holiday spirit! Here she is behind our Christmas tree, which is largely bare of ornamentation because she and JR can’t keep their hands off of it. So we’re leaving the pre-lit tree pretty much as it is. We’re good with that. Some things you just have to accept when you have small children. Happy holidays!

Camilla behind our Christmas tree. (Photo by John McDonald, Nov. 30, 2010.)

Day 4 of 30 Days of Truth

Day 4:  Something you have to forgive someone else for

Workout:  Complete, 20 minutes   (Cardio Slimdown by Leslie Sansone, Exercise TV On Demand)

The 30 Days of Truth blogging project took a backburner while I got over a bad fall down the last third of my hardwood stairs.  Easing back into it with a 20-minute segment today; didn’t realize how much I’d missed it until now.

Today’s topic: forgiveness.  I don’t forgive easily.  This could be because I generally assume that individuals are essentially good and trustworthy people.  Once I’m crossed (and it takes a bit of effort), that’s pretty much it for me.  (Admittedly, this threshold of tolerance is lower when dealing with people in customer service roles.  It’s one of my flaws.)  I don’t forgive easily.  I can hold a grudge until the cows come home, and I’ve moved enough times that I’m not sure if the cows could find me anymore.

The slights I can think of are either understandable (falling within my general life view) or forgotten-yet-unforgiven.  Sort of that whole idea of “I was mad about something, and I must have had a good reason.”  There are a handful of things that are unforgivable, no matter what.  Some of you who know what they are can probably understand why they’re unforgivable.  The rest of you probably don’t know for a reason.

Hatred that I’ve harbored over the years has mellowed into a comfortable indifference, settling into a lovely disregard.  I’m good with it, so I’ll leave it be.


Another reason I love living in Alaska. She’s just hanging out in our side frontyard.

Photo by John McDonald


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