Moments in Time

It's one of the mysteries of life... how did it wind up being Sunday night again so soon? :sigh: One busy week over, another busy week staring me in the face.

Another mystery these days is why I still expect - for just a split second - that Tasha will be there to greet me every time I walk into the house. I guess that it's a conditioned response, as Pavlov would say.

Thursday evening I was driving to my genealogy class when I saw several dogs outside in the neighborhood. An owner was sitting on his front porch watching his dog. For a split second, I could imagine what that warm, furry face would feel like in my hands and I wanted a new dog so badly. Then at night I was overwhelmed by guilt. I felt so bad! Tasha hasn't even been gone two weeks and here I was wanting a replacement. It's probably not so much that I miss having *a* dog as I miss having *my* dog. I did promise the girls we'd foster dogs again once the weather warms up and we're all feeling a bit more "normal".

After several good weeks at school, Ali had a bad day last Tuesday. It wouldn't have been so bad if she hadn't tried to hard to cover it up. ;-) I'm hoping that she's back on track this week. Her "goal" for the week is to have a friend spend the night. I also told Jessica that she could invite a friend over to spend the night, so hopefully the thought that her sister's getting to have a friend stay over, too, will motivate Ali to earn her goal this week. Nothing like a little sisterly competition!

I have two new goals of my own. One is to finally get off the dime and lose some weight. Oprah had Bob Greene on her show last week. They talked about the need to live with a little hunger and not snack every time you get a little hungry. That's my downfall and I'm vowing to work on it.

My other goal is to make sure to find some "me time" in my week. This weekend I colored my hair and am looking forward to a very overdue haircut this week. Maybe a new me will help me stick to a diet and exercise plan. I also went to a scrapbook crop today. It was so wonderful to spend an afternoon with other women, working on my scrapbook pages. I don't need therapy - I need more scrapbooking time!