Ok….Iโ€™ll guess Iโ€™ll Zumba

My TRX trainer decided to go to Hawaii for a couple weeks and mess up my exercise schedule. Jeesh, the nerve of some folks! ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜

What to do, what to do? I guess we’ll go Zumba.

I like Zumba for the cardio, but I really hate Twerking. I find it so gross! It’s awkward, and stupid, and even in a class full of gals, I’m not going to twerk. So I planked it out, and did push ups. Did some mountain climbers, and finished with a couple of Bupees. Boy did I get some looks. Oh well. My plank/push-up /Burpee solo did not get the respect From the Twerkie- nuts. If I’m doing Burpees, you know I must really hate twerking.

The thing I like about Zumba this week is my Bossy watch gives me big prompts for filling in my activity rings. ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜œ

Ive got the rest of the day to stand up….a lot. Hahahaha.

It just buzzed! Time to stand up.

How are you getting your activity done this week? If you have a Bossy Watch, does it motivate you or irritate you?

In the last couple of months of working out, I’ve slimmed down a little. Hair up was in May, Hair down was mid July. My arms, waist, and hips are starting to change, and change is good.

Grateful today

Image from Pinterest.

Yesterday was a hectic whirlwind of activity. Vacuum, mop, dust, Grocery store, laundry, and a Pork Shoulder done in the crock pot, with my first attempt at Naan bread. Everything came together like a symphony.

I love a full day, and climbing into bed with freshly washed sheets. There is a definite feeling of well being and sleepiness.

You might be thinking….”Wendy, you worked all day! What are you grateful for?”

I guess I’m grateful that I can. I have the physical, and mental ability to get things done. I’ve always enjoyed that moment, when the house is clean and I sit for a moment in pure satisfaction….even knowing it will soon be dirty again, but for now it is clean.

I got one of those Bossy Watches

My Bossy watch,

Tells me when to stand up

It tells me when to walk

It reminds me that I need to breath

It a wonder it doesn’t talk.

It buzzes when I reach a goal,

Encourages me when I win.

It shows me who needs to talk

Or has texted once again.


Do you have a bossy watch?

Do you let it answer the phone and talk into it, like Dick Tracy?

Does anyone remember Dick Tracy?

So true

This jumped out at me this morning on Pinterest.

I’m so grateful for reminders that it’s ok to be myself.

My sales coach this week was talking about this too. Being me, is my best chance for real success in all aspects of my life.

When I hide me, I lose. Why would I want to lose?

I wish I had been taught this as a kid!

Today I’m grateful for friends, lessons, and being where I belong.

Tolkien on my mind.

Today the Movie Tolkien is out for streaming. Of course I bought it, and have watched it again.

It got me wondering about his fellowship. And I ordered his friend’s book of poetry, “A Spring Harvest” by Jeffery Bache Smith. It’s actually available on Amazon, probably because JRR Tolkien wrote the forward.

Tolkien was required reading for me in 7th grade…..The Hobbit was my entree into Tolkien’s world.

My family had just moved to Texas, and I didn’t have any friend yet, so I found my friends in books. What a better way to enjoy friends than to disappear into Middle Earth and travel along with Bilbo Baggins and the Dwarves of Erebore.

What I adored the most was the sense of honor, nobility, friendship, good vs evil, the contributions all can make. Oh, plus the language, the poetry, were big attractions for me. It was simple, but really compelling language that still speaks to kids today.

Reading more, and learning more about Tolkien has been fabulous.

I found this quote that I thought was perfect for today.

A little get away

I was excited to get away from the Houston heat to Denver, and what do you know? The heat came with me. 100 degrees in Denver when we landed, no cars at Avis even when I prepaid for my rental…….

Things started off rough, especially since I was traveling with my husband.

He went with me on my sales calls on Friday before we drove to the mountains. I think he has a different perspective now on what I do…..he now knows that I drive a lot, talk a little, go to dinner occasionally, and answer a lot of email.

We drove to Rye, CO. Up the mountain road thru the San Isabel National Forest to Lake San Isabel to a lovely remote cabin.

Lake San Isabel.

The view from the porch.

It was off the roof from the cabin, so it we didn’t have to worry about bears. The owner warned us not to keep any food in the car, bears have been known to open unlocked car doors and ransack the interior for food.

We hung out at our cousins cabin too, and had a treat watching some Turkeys.

There were 2 hens and 10 babies. They were funny!

We saw mule deer, Big Horn Sheep, and lots of beautiful country.

On a hike with our cousin, he kept pointing out poop. Deer poop, Elk poop, Bear poop. The more he pointed out poop, the happier he and my husband became. He would show us how the bears had ripped up some old tree trunks, and stumps looking for termites. He would show us where the mountain lions would hide if they were stalking us. We saw a pretty nice mountain lion paw print in the soft mud.

I got a little nervous, and was definitely out of breath in the altitude. I have to say….the poop was interesting.

I wish I had gotten a picture of the humming birds that were interested in my red toe nails. I was reading a book on the porch, and I felt this flutter on my toes. Looking up I had a humming bird hovering over my feet, looking for a flower, or another humming bird feeder. I didn’t have my camera handy. It would have been a cool shot.

A storm blew through early Saturday evening. I had forgotten how the thunder sounds in the mountains.

Sadly, we had to come home.

It was a nice get away. No internet, no phones, just fresh air, mountains, and enjoyment.

The perfect watermelon doesnโ€™t take a thump

We have a local Radio Host, Randy Lemmon. He does all things gardening, and has great tip sheets for the Coastal Texas area. Randy Lemmon

He recently shared a tip for picking the best watermelon. I tested it out, and it is spot on.

Don’t listen for the “Hollow” thump. Roll that melon over and look for the spot on the bottom.

When I picked the Good Melon, it was not overly sweet, and very crunchy with a very high water content. That’s the kind I like. Crunchy, juicy, and not over sweet.

The Better Melon was sweeter, a little less crunchy, a thinner rind, and not mealy or mushy in any way. My second favorite. I can’t abide a mealy, mushy, Melon.

The Best Melon has a short shelf-life, if you get the best Melon, eat it right away, or you could end up with an overripe Melon, and that gets a little mushy.

It’s high Watermelon season, I hope this helps get you through the rest of the summer.


Sit your Fat Ass down

If you head west on Hwy 290 from Austin, weave your way through Dripping Springs, Johnson City, and slink on into Fredericksburg, Tx. Watch the speed limit, it changes often.

It’s the new wine destination in Texas.

One of the little jewels on the North Side of 290 before you hit the Wildflower farm and the peach groves is the Fat Ass Ranch and Winery.

Bingham, and Heritage are two fun stops to make too.

Texas is fun, so is the wine country in Texas. So bring your sense of humor, and your big ass glass for some fun Hill Country Vino.

Charles Dickens on my wall

My dad told me it was Edison when he gave me this from my Grandmother’s house in 1991.

It wasn’t Edison, it turns out to be a picture of Charles Dickens. I have no idea why my Grandparents had it or how they came across it. I don’t know how old it is or where it was taken, or what type of early photography it might be.

But Charles Dickens has been on my office wall forever and has kept me company. Sorry my Dad thought you were Thomas Edison.