Updated Look

Tis the season for change. Deana & I are both working hard at improving our health. Of course, the major tactic in meeting this goal is weight loss. Three weeks ago I took the plunge and 'talked to Jenny.' Since joining Jenny Craig, I have lost a little over 8 pounds - I still have a ways to go but I gotta say woo hoo! Since I am not brave enough to post any photos of my body at this point, I updated the blog header. Let me introduce the two chippies.

It's nice to meet you.

Happy Birthday Nisy

Here's an pictorial overview of the festivities this weekend. Many happy returns to the fabulous birthday girl...

Happy Halloween

A spruced up photo of my adorable nephew to celebrate the Halloween spirit.

17 Years Old

No Fun.

Don't you just hate it when you find something totally awesome and they don't fit? I wonder if I am too old for foot binding..... P.S. They actually cleaned up quite nicely.......

Jenn says: Well if they don't fit you then I can certainly kiss any chance at those suckers goodbye...although my level of interest in and appreciation for the used, white, lace-up stripper boots is admittedly less intense. But I have a sneaking suspicion that 'Cinnamon' might be getting a very special birthday gift this year.

Deana says: Not so fast. Did you think I was justt kidding about the whole foot binding thing?

Jenn says: I know how badly you *want* the stripper boots to fit but I also know that you couldn't make it one day with your feet bound, my little lotus flower. Besides who wants to end up with feet that look like this?!?

Special Edition Life Coaching: Dream On

I have this recurring dream, well not so much a go-to-sleep-and-fantasize dream but more like a get-distracted-and-lose-focus-when-you're-supposed-to-be-working dream. And my dream is this: I am someone else, rather I am me but in another dimension. And frankly in this life, I am fabulous. I must have an inner desire for inordinate success or crave recognition because I can spend significant amounts of my workday imagining how different, how wonderful my life would be if only I were cuter/better/richer/popular/ skinnier/substitute your own adjective here. It's not so much that I really desire to *be* someone else. It's that I desire life to be different, to be easier, to be more satisfying, to require less effort, to offer escape...my own private "Calgon - take me away" montage. And I am not alone. If my girlfriends and I are representative of our age group, there are a whole lotta thirty-something mommies needing a small reprieve. So know this:

It's ok to dream.

It's Husker Time!

This is my favorite time of the year in Nebraska. I love how the lingering days of indian summer turn to the crisp, cool evenings of fall. I love transitioning out of shorts & tank tops and into pants & jackets. And I love Nebraska football...so do all of my girlfriends.

That's right. We love football.