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 60 Days! Oh my goodness, the Lord is so good! How did I make it to 60 days? By the skin of my teeth, that’s how! (Okay, honestly my teeth do NOT have skin on them… I do brush several times a day… but you know what I mean  It has really been touch and go for the past week, let me tell you. I got behind weekend before last, and barely got caught up again, then fell behind– TWO DAYS BEHIND– over this past weekend! Sunday was another day I wasn’t able to get any of it done…we had church, then I had a youth staff meeting that lasted a couple of hours. I came home, folded 7 loads of laundry (because Bible reading isn’t the only thing I got behind on this past week), then headed back to church to hear missionary Steve Shoop talk about Engage in Missions. It was just one of those days!
Today, I decided the only way I could get it done is if I could hear it while I read it, so I hopped on my iTunes library, pulled up Ezekiel, and listened while I read. I got it done in 3 sessions today, 35 whole chapters! My ears, eyes, and head hurt by the time I was done. But I did it! I am CAUGHT UP!
Ezekiel was interesting. I didn’t realize he had encounters with the Lord, in the Spirit, at different times. I remember reading that he had an encounter, but wowzers! The Lord appeared to him twice and spoke to him so many things, so many times, and STILL the tribes refused to listen! Why the Lord didn’t just wipe us off the face of the earth at that time, I do not know. I am so thankful that God’s mercy endures!
30 Days to go. 1/3 more of God’s Word to read! And what sort of party should we have when we are done!? I’m dreaming something up gals, and while I can’t promise anything, I will let you know as soon as I know. 
I don’t know what happened last night, but it seems that I was gathering Friday Fail material even in the middle of the night. I had a (not-so) fun personal fail this morning, but the night was doomed much earlier than that.
You see, I am a night owl. It is my productive time, my blogging time, my chatting, Facebooking, play time. And my husband is not a fan of my late nights. I determined that for the betterment of our marriage, I need to really try to go to bed when he does, sometime between 10 & 11pm. Last night, I finished up a Photoshop project I was working on, and went to bed when E did, at 10:30. Since I was about two days behind on my Bible in 90 Days reading, I pulled out my iTouch and worked on getting caught up while E snoozed. I reached the end of that particular day’s reading, so I stopped and started playing Bejeweled. (FAIL #1, 11:30pm)
At midnight I caught myself dozing, so I put the iPod away and went to sleep. For 45 minutes. That was when our dog began bugging me. She had gone outside right at 11:00, so I knew she didn’t need to go out, and since I  had just gone to sleep she only succeeding in irritating me. I need to explain here that first, she is a 6# Pomeranian, and second, she has a litter of three 2-week old puppies who she SHOULD be sleeping with. I told her to go lay with her babies, turned over, and went back to sleep. She walked up me, across my pillow-and face- and back down my shoulders and back. She stood at the edge of the bed and whined. She barked. I got VERY irritated. She barked again. I tried desperately to ignore her. (FAIL #2)
Cleo drove me nuts until 3am, barking a short, weird bark at intermittent times, pacing, and walking over me repeatedly. I pushed her off the bed, SENT her off the bed, etc. Finally I just took her outside in desperation for sleep… except she veered to the kitchen, where her water dish was. I had moved her food & water dishes out of the walk in closet, where she and the puppies are located, back to the kitchen since she seems to be downstairs so much anyway. I forgot about nights and the fact that she is a very small dog nursing three very hungry puppies, and she would need water. (FAIL #3) After she gorged herself on water, I let her outside.
She came back in, and happily jumped back up on our bed and straight over to my husband, who up until that point had managed to ignore her, that was, until she snuggled up to him and he caught a whiff of her… uh, odorous backside. Someone must have dropped taco meat on the floor during dinner last night. It did not set well with her tummy. (FAIL #4, but I think it was the kids!) I gave her rear a shampooing and towel dry, and plopped her in with her puppies. By this time it was 3:45am, and our comfortor stunk like…. well, you know what it stunk like. We tossed it in the laundry room.
Sleep, sweet sleep…. CHIRP! BARK! BARK!…. sleep…. CHIRP! BARK! BARK! WHAT THE #$%&@!!!!???? Smoke detector battery! There would be a chirp, then the dog would growl and bark. Quiet for about 3 minutes, then chirp, bark bark. UGH. This time E was also up, frustrated, both of us wide awake and really just flat out MAD at the dog. Not our finest moment but at 4am this was just becoming the most awful night ever! We changed the battery in the smoke detector in our room and went back to bed. For about 3 minutes. CHIRP! Bark! Bark! Grr!
Apparently the CO2 detector is actually what had the dead battery. We searched the house (yes, lights on, wide awake) for another 9v battery, changed the sucker and went to bed, finally to sleep.
I got up at 6:30 with E, bleary eyed. After he went to work at 7:00 I colored my hair, and squirted hair color IN MY EYE. The Ultimate FAIL after a perfect night of FAILS. And by the way, don’t do that.
Hair color STINGS REALLY BAD.
 Well, I’m doing it! Little by little, I am losing weight! I am also beginning to think about some reasonable goals for exercise, but that is a topic for another post.
This past week I have run 1.5 miles, twice, at 4.2mph!! That is a 14:17 mile. I won’t be winning any races anytime soon, but for me this is BIG. I decided, after that first mile run, to try it again. I did that mile and kept going to 1.5, and bumped the speed up to 4.2 for the last 1/2 mile. And I didn’t die! (Notice a theme here? Exercise will NOT kill me!) When that 1/2 mile went okay, I decided to try for a whole mile next time, and succeeded. And in this way I will continue to push myself to go further and faster, just little by little.
This week I went to the Y 3 times, and also went to the Ladie’s Workout at church on Saturday. We did a Turbo Jam DVD, which I am convinced came directly from hell itself. I think you can tell I am not a fan. It’s not that I dislike Turbo Jam, I am just terribly uncoordinated, and couldn’t keep the moves straight for ANYTHING. That, and they change activities too much, too fast. I like the Biggest Loser videos because although they may do 3-5 moves, they give you more than four reps before changing it up. TJ changes constantly, and there were something like 11 moves to learn right off the bat. We are doing the TJ video again on Saturday, so if you think about it, please pray for me between 10-11 Pacific time. I may die. (It could happen!) Or I could just get confused an dizzy and end up taking out some of my friends in the process of trying to follow along.
I managed to stay within my points perfectly, 4 days this week, went over just a couple on 2 days, and went 19pts. over on Friday! We went out for dinner to what used to be a nice restaurant located in the bowling/card house… now it’s just pub food and NOT good pub food at that! I wasted 19 points on mushy, tasteless fish and chips.  Still, I didn’t use all of my weekly Bonus Points!! I am finding it easier to pay attention to my foods now, and I carry my iTouch everywhere with me so that helps. And iWatchr? FANTASTIC app! I’m so glad that I found it!
Oh, and I lost .9lbs this week, for a total of 5.9lbs. With my high point, high fat dinner out, I am not surprised. Also, I did not drink even half as much water this week as I am supposed to, which probably didn’t help. But I am still losing!
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