A Frightful Halloween to you all ...
My
3rd Annual Halloween party has come and gone, and it was very nice. A
couple of very interesting costumes, with first prize going to Morticia
and Gomez. I am so happy with how my evil ghoul turned out, though he
ended up shorter than I'd hoped. But I placed him in the shower with
some sort of evil weaponry in his hand (a long staff with a sharp pointy
end that had other blades coming off it as well, I don't know what you
call that thing) and waited for him to do his thing. Even though you can
see ghost lights, a creepy curtain on the window and other assorted
evils and nasties as you enter the bathroom, most weren't prepared to
find a ghoul in the shower. I got a really good scream out of one of my
friends when she laid eyes on him. LOL
So
now that it's over I want to get back to eating right and exercising.
Yup … starting over again. No matter how many times I stumble, I just
start again. Eventually. After the party. After the weekend's over.
Starting next Monday. Why is the date I'm going to start taking care of
my health always off in the future rather than now? Seriously, all the
times I've started a new plan I never said starting here, right now I'm
going to eat right and exercise. It's always later. Why is that?
Sometimes
I wonder why I bother starting again, but what's the alternative --
quitting? Nup. I think the reason I keep telling myself I'll start
working out or eating right Monday or I'll do it when the holidays are
over, or when my shoulder is healed, is because I want so much to
believe I'm one of those people who DOES eat right and exercise. I want
the way it would make me feel because I respect people who do that, and
I want to respect me. Yet I always feel like I'm someone who can't
(based on past experience) -- so on some level I lose a bit of respect
for myself -- cuz I think I can't do it. But I know that's not true, I
CAN do it, I just don't. I need to just DO!
Still got plenty of candy in the bowl (with a skeleton hand that slaps
you and talks when you take a piece). I'll hang on to that in the event
we get any trick-or-treaters, which we rarely do. If none, we'll take
the stuff to my sister-in-law's for her kids. I'll leave you with a pic
of my front yard, which of course became a graveyard for the night. :)