So my hubby showed me his favorite pic of me the other day. And it got me thinking about how I view myself vs how he sees me. See, I've printed him pix of me where I think I look good. A selfie from C&D's wedding last Nov, pix of him and me, pix of me and bestie... but all of these are ones where I like how I look, and are somewhat posed. His fav pix of me are ones where he's either taking a pic of me taking a pic, or this latest one, which is of me making a goofy face before we watched Shin Godzilla together. His favorite pic of me is not posed, I don't look particularly great, with a goofy look on my face, and yet... that's the pic that makes him happy. It makes me happy to know that he appreciates me in the real moments. When I'm not dressed up, have no makeup, and am being a goof... he loves me. There is something beautiful and comforting in that. Life is made up of more candid moments, after all, and I like how he still loves me even when I look like a drowned rat (caught in a rain storm).
Anyway, the a/c in the gym STILL isn't fixed, so I had some VERY hot cardio sessions this week before I went to my yoga classes.
Waiting for my later class. Most are at 530 but on wed it's at 6. I'm taking advantage of my 730-330 5x a week schedule. I may not be where I want to be (weight-wise), but at least I don't have Charlie brown face.
Yoga studio screen. I love this thing.
A lot of this week was preparing to go out to the ranch on fri. Packing, doing laundry, really considering the chances of me going to the gym/working out at all while I'm with the animals, planning food (sammiches, methinks), and trying for an after work happy hour. I'm torn between looking forward to the short commute and playing with the pups and feeling bad that hubbs will be solo for a little over a week. It sucks that we live so far from everyone, but it was the only place that offered us similar commutes. And I like where we live. We have all the bonuses of city convenience (and traffic, unfortunately), but it's small enough that I was recognized at HEB by someone who goes to my church! (Not totally creepy, she remembered my feet tats.)
When the kitty is spicy and I end up with a new background on my phone!!
As an aside, do you have any IDEA how much I can do between 330 (off work) and 10 (bed)? Gym, yoga, shopping, laundry, boiling eggs, shower, playing with the Acey Face, packing, phone call with hubbs... it's INSANE!! My work week was work, gym, home, sleep. Now it's work, gym, ALL THE THINGS, sleep. Lol. My older sis asked me how i do things after work. The answer: don't have dinner. The 3 hrs spent cooking, eating, and cleaning up really does get in the way of doing things. On a related note, I think the phentermine is working on my appetite now. I truly don't get hungry much, if at all. So... yay for 8lbs to this year's goal. 🤪 I can do it!!
On Friday I felt like a bag lady. I had clothes, books, computer, kindle, gym bag, small bag, and 2 bags of food for the week. I'm prepared for the country life! Apparently I may even have a sick lamb to keep an eye on. And all the cows are preggers and at least one sheep is, so if everyone gives birth next week, imma be HORRIFIED!! LOL. So far I've assisted in one birth... a chick. Helped it out of its shell and dunked its beak in water. That's the extent of my birthing experience and I'm good with that! Lol.
Poor Harley, he misses his people.
I appreciate a pizza that says "here's what it would be if you were sharing with friends, but we both know that's not happening, don't we." 🤨😁 hehe
To be fair, its a small pizza 😁
Saturday started off slow with feeding the animals and waiting for a dude to pick up the 2 Australian Shepards. I never even saw the dude. Harley was supposed to alert me and he never did. Great guard dog.
Me and Gabby... she can be spicy, but wasn't at this particular moment. 😁
The kitten i want to being home. Get that eye cleaned up, get it some food, make ace a big brother. Ace doesn't seem totally interested in being a brother.
A came into town and we decided to eat at mama mias. They looked like they had good food. They were right!
We enjoyed the day and then headed out to feed the animals. When we got out to the cows, I found that the ram had broken the gate and was in with the cows. So we had to get the ram out from the cows and fix the gate. I fell twice... ass over teakettle. We shall see if I end up with a pretty bruise. I'm grateful A was there to help, and I'm pretty sure my country girl cred is validated. Lol. Also, if they ever make the ram into mutton I SO want some of him. I'm going to have him with mint sauce, and enjoy it. That ram is a pain in my butt. Any way, A got to see my kittens. And she made friends with all 3 dogs, too. I will be very happy if I don't have to chase the ram out of the cow pasture ever again. Oh, A also got some pix of the calf, buttercup. She was already here, so no worries.
As of Sunday the gate is still good, there are no new babies, and all is well out here. I'm going to run into town later for a loaded baked potato from masseys BBQ (should take care of lunch for the next 2 days), and probably just veg out until the PM feeding time. I hope all of you are doing well and you don't have an annoying ram to look after 😆 hugs and love to you from the ranch!!
