Okay, this is weird. Yesterday was my Monday, today's my Friday. Quick week, huh? It'll seem even quicker when I get that anemic paycheck with only 14 hours on it next Monday. That's okay, though, I really reveled in those 5 days off in a row. I need to figure out how to slow down a bit. I roar around doing things, getting all sweaty, I feel like I'm on a treadmill, and it's one I've made myself. No one pushes me to do-do-do and go-go-go, only me. Evidently I'm a stern taskmaster and I'm only getting worse. Now if I could apply that same drive to controlling my craving for sweets I'd be onto something. After working so hard to lose 40 lbs. last year I've porked back on at least 10 of them--and there's no end in sight. *sigh* I'm such a disappointment to myself. Anybody got a magic wand?
July (July!!!! Can you believe it? Me neither.) 6--Nadar (Gaspar-Felix Tournachon), Eugene Pelletan. His hand is hidden in his coat. What's he reaching for? Look at his eyes, see how they glower under his brows. There isn't a hint of a smile in his eyes or on his lips. We aren't going to like what he pulls out of his picket. He will enjoy our surprise and fear. I can tell. He's hoping for it, counting on one of us to recoil with a little gasp. Then he'll smile. Then a gleam will appear in those cold eyes and one corner of his mouth will life in a pretense of a smile. His teeth will glitter for a moment in that forest of a beard as his hand reaches out to press his will upon us.
Wow, what a picture. That Eugene guy looked like a cross between John Wilkes Booth, Simon Legree, and Satan. Eeesh. I'm going to go read the paper and think happy thoughts.
--Barbara
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Anne and I just joined a website called SparkPeople, which has trackers for nutrition and exercise--I think it'll really help us be mindful of what we're eating and how much we're exercising. You might look into that and see if it helps. Love you!
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