Thank You.

For those who have served.

For those still serving.

For those who have left this earth during your call to duty.

Thank you.

For your courage.

A million times over.

We are praying you home.

Where Is....??

The packing...

the sorting...

the questioning:  keep or toss?...

It's a pain.

On the one hand, I'll neatly pack a box, label it, and put it with the others, feeling accomplishment and relief.

Only to discover, 2 weeks later, that the book I couldn't find was packed away in said box.

Or the picture I needed to scan.

Or the blank journal that would have come in handy a month ago.

Now, when I stop and wonder 'where is...', I have to mentally go through the packed boxes, find it, and decide whether it's worth it to unpack the box.

Nope, it's not.

Phooey.

Weight Watcher Wednesday: He'll Dress Up Your Salad.

Newman's Own Light Italian Dressing is my go-to fellow for salads.

It's so tasty, and 2 tablespoons is only 2 WW points.

Add it to some fresh butter lettuce (heavenly lettuce, if you've never tried it), feta cheese, and tomatoes, and you've got a filling, yummy salad.  Quick and easy!

Thanks, Newman!  You can 'dress' my salads any day of the week!

{Giggle}.

Have A Happy Friday!

Sorry I missed the WW Wednesday/Friday Fondness! 

Feeling a bit zapped.

But, take a look at this video!  It's certainly not new, but I love it, and it makes me smile!

Have a nice Friday and great weekend, folks!

Weight Watcher Wednesday: Switching It Up.

This week, I'm kicking up the basic 'go for a walk' routine.

I've been logging in time at our local track, as well as adding bleachers...

You know, where you go up and down the bleacher stairs?

It's energizing, and always nice to switch up the same ol' thing.

That's what I've been up to this week. 

How about you?

Friday Fondness: My Klondike Bar.

I loved this little fella:

My Kodak.  I often called him my little Klondike bar.  I don't know why.

He passed a couple of years ago, in my arms, at the age of 12.

He was so beautiful, sweet, and gentle. 

I still miss him.

And have only the fondness of memories.