I've had my Fitbit for 11 days now and I have to say it has changed how I walk through my day.
There's a point at which you look at a child's resourcefulness and have to make a decision: respect the kid's genius or try to reprogram her.
Changing something about yourself is hard. I'm not talking about cutting off a mullet or a 'stache. I'm talking about changing habits.
In my ongoing, seemingly never-ending quest to lose some extra pounds that keep following me around, I purchased a Fitbit.
"Then I'll just eat all the cauliflower," is a threat without meaning.
It was Date Night last Friday.
I have a very special someone to thank this week.
Last week was the yearly Moms Night Out event. I had been sent two tickets, one for me and one for Kalisha.
"Yes, you can, wait, what? No!"
I have a confession. For probably the first time e-ver, I felt (for lack of a better word) resentful toward my sweet little Bubbalooshki Bear this weekend. I mean, that's pretty good, right?