LYNNABEL's CalorieKing Blog
Back from Ocean City, NJ.
Steve and I are starting our efforts to be and eat healthier this weekend. (As mentioned in a previous entry, August was unsuccessful). We just got back from NJ yesterday, after a very uneventful flight (TYJ), and it feels so good to be home. We quite smoking over this vacation, and knock on wood, its been very easy this time. We tend to quit for months, then start up sporadically, then slide in constant smoking. Of course never around the babies, etc, etc, but it ...
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Have had so many thoughts late at night before falling asleep and on my long commutes, but so little time to write them down.
Anna Karenina: I am on disc 27, the last one, of this book on CD. Ive been fascinated by it. I generally have a very difficult time believing a male author writing the view point of a woman. Not always one of my favorite books in the whole word (Mating by Norman Rush) is written from the viewpoint of a woman. That exception aside, I was surprised that, i...
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I got to thinking so hard last night about whether or not to have another baby. I know, I know. Am I crazy? How many entries have I written about the utter fatigue and frustration of having two such young ones around? But, I think, after pondering it while stroking Baby Ellen's sweet, velvetty head as she fell asleep in my arms, that the desire to have that second and third and fourth baby is a desire (at least in me) to do it better this time - to appreciate each moment more. And that made me t...
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Am leaving for my solo vacation today at noon, after lunch at work. Am very nervous its the first time Ive left Will for longer a few hours in two years, and Ellen in her whole life. But I'm so looking forward to it. Have a good week, everyone, and Ill look forward to catching up with you on Friday.
Yesterday was full of Italian-accented darling-isms from Will.
1. (probably the funniest but also slight disturbing). Will was in the bathtub and I was sitting in the bathroom with him. Hes buried under mounds of bubbles. He says, Sink-a haf-a stick in-a my tinkul-peepee. (You read that right I think I have a stick in my

). I stare at him trying not to snort. I cant help myself, and ask, Why do you think that? He says, Cuz-a it wont kweeze. (Because it wont bend...
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