I’m super lucky to have had a chance to see the 18th ave. street fair in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn. And the best part of the street fair? Sharing deep fried oreos with people you like. And then complaining for an hour about the abundance of sugar that my face is covered in.
I worked super hard this week to stay on track, and my hard work paid off! This week I lost 2.8 pounds, which makes me want to jump for joy! I’m finally seeing the fruits of my extreme gyming and watering and mindfulness. This week coming is hopefully a grand week for me, and for all you.
Sending you my love!
I got this one from someone in Canada. Maybe they ran out of postcards? I still kind of like it–totally strange.
I find things in them,
pieces of people who read.
Short blinks of their souls.
It’s more painful to put the pieces together than to just be told you were unloved.
I weighed in while I was in Ohio and FINALLY had a loss. Phew. Talk about taking forever. I kept all my goals as well, which means that I have to update my goals and make them harder (or new). I’m still far away from getting everything completely under control, so for the next week (and most of September) I am going to work on these goals:
1. Go to the gym at least twice a week. Even when I only want to stay for a little while. Take gym clothes with me to work.
2. Drink soda only twice a week.
3. Always have fresh fruit in the apartment.
Work is about to kick up again and I’m determined to always have fresh fruit available as a snack. I’m going to have to rework my days now that I’m going to be spending most of it outside doing work-things. Here’s to working on the problems and having another loss!
1. Everyone goes the speed limit every time.
2. Everyone is massively polite and kind. Except that one kid in Old Roscoe.
3. There’s never traffic.
4. When they say “city” they really mean suburb.
5. Everything is green.
6. Nothing is open late unless it’s a bar.
7. Cleveland is dead.
8. There’s so much corn.
9. No gift shop sells magnets.
10. There are no cops.
11. All town names are either borrowed or a little racist.
12. It smells good.
13. Their homeless people insult you until you give them money.
14. Everything is less expensive and a little cooler.
15. I kind of want to move here.
Looks like I figured out the photo-sizing issues. Sorry WordPress! I still love you! This postcard comes from San Diego, USA. It’s really pretty and reminds me that I need to go on a vacation soon.
Her cat is not here.
She brought it home for Christmas.
Guardian of books.
When I kiss you, I can taste the kindness on your lips.