I am past the horrified stage when I see myself in pictures but not quite to the "Wow, who is that smoking girl!?" I do think I'll get there one of these days thou.
This morning we did our routine of watching the morning news shows, answering leads, checking emails, catching up on flower shop on facebook (ok that is just me..Vic ins't into the online games) ...and then Vic says "I'm going to finish these up and then go to the gym, want to come with me?" my brain screams NOOOO but then that little devil that is never far away named guilt starts punching me in the throat. I should go, we should go often. We should ride our new bikes that sit in the guest room closet so they don't get rusty outside. We should use our treadmill for something other than a clothes pile holder, we should, we should...I should not make lemon cake , or buy candy, or do any of the other number of bad things I've been doing. The scale not moving in the right direction is totally my doing.
I will do better. one day. Here is a no make up, current good morning to you picture :)
and another from a recent trip to Hobby Lobby (my happy place)