there's something about Miley

dog-gone tired

In an effort to once again reduce the size of my rear and the rest of me for that matter, I have started ONCE AGAIN the road to healthy eating and living and dieting. More on that in a later post. So I've been walking alot. I took Charlie on a walk with me last night to keep me company, and to hopefully wear him out, as he has been driving us up the wall with his running in circles around and around and around.

So I walked about 2 miles last night, and about the last block or so...he had decided enough is enough lady. He sat down on the sidewalk, and refused to go any further. I tugged...he dug in deeper and resisted. Finally, I picked him up, and in true Charlie fashion he positioned himself over my shoulder just like a newborn. I am considering investing in a baby bjorn. Possibly one of those stoller runner things. About 4 houses away from home, he started to snore. Seriously? Glad I could make you so comfortable Charles. I on the other hand..can't hardly move my arms today. What a spoiled rotten baby. It's a good thing he's cute. :)

I can see clearly now

Two years ago I woke up in a fog of sadness and dispair and didn't even know it. Two years ago I put myself on autopilot and basically veared all over the road like a drunk driver. I stopped caring about what I looked like, what I wanted out of life, basically I stopped caring about anything at all.  I pulled away from friends, I stopped caring about scrapbooking, I didn't do much of anything but just exist from day to day. I went numb. In a nutshell I went all dark and twisty like Meridith on grey's..only I didn't try and drown myself in the bathtub. It's funny that in the midst of all that happening I didn't really KNOW it was even happening. I just kind of started slipping away.

I'm not dwelling on the reasons behind the cloudy disposition,because there are a million reasons and dwelling doesn't fix or change any of them,  but instead enjoying the new found sunshine in my life. It wasn't until December when I finally came out of the fog, that I realized just how incredibly sad and pathetic I had let myself become. Interestingly enough..I can see it happening now when I go back and read parts of my blog...or I should say the lack of posts on my blog. I just didn't have anything to say anymore. But I'm pretty sure that's all behind me now. I know this will sound rather alarming to some..like I need a padded room with a pretty white jacket with shiny buckles..lol..but I really am ok. In fact I'm better than ok these days..well, aside from the 50 lbs I put on during this 2 year wallowing time. lol But I'm working on that again too.

Lately I've felt blog posts brewing. Truthfully, it's one of the ways I knew for sure that I was coming back to life again. I feel the need to write and post and be spunky. I've missed the spunky. We have alot of ground to cover that is for sure. Stay tuned..I'm back. :)