It’s been record-breaking, bone-chilling COLD outside in our area. I am not a fan of the cold. I prefer to be warm, but here I am in the Pacific Northwest and I am dealing. Plus, there’s significantly less fat on my body this year, thus I feel the cold more. The outdoor thermometer dips down into the low 20s or even teens at night, and I don’t think it has pushed the 30 degree mark in about 5 days. The last time I was out of the house, other than today, was Monday night.
I went to Weight Watchers Monday night and did well – nearly lost that two pounds again that I keep losing and then taking back. Dangit. I’ve been tracking really well this week and trying to make some good choices, but it is too dang cold outside for me to do my usual exercise. I am wondering how I’ll fare in the 12k run I’m signed up for in just 2 weeks. I certainly am unprepared for this one.
Today, I took a break mid-day from work and walked (partially ran, if you believe that, but it’s true) up to the local waterfall that is at the entrance of a subdivision. It’s about .6 miles from my house. The waterfall has frozen over. Pretty trippy too. It was so cold out there that it was all I could manage to get there and back. But I did, and my leg muscles thank me. I just do not have the proper clothing for the bitter cold.
Tonight, I’m actually going to try to sit at the sewing machine and make something. I will probably prepare the pattern for my Christmas dress and hope that I could finish it in time for a party I’m supposed to go to Saturday afternoon. We’ll see. If not, it will become my Christmas 2010 dress. You think I’m kidding. 
I have a whole list of things to sew for gifts and I haven’t started one of them because I’m plain exhausted. I don’t know if it’s because of the cold, because of everything on my plate, or my fibromyalgia. Regardless, it seems like lifting lead legs to get myself into my sewing room, even though in my head that’s the first thing I want to do – all the time.
Speaking of fun things, we just finished getting my daughter’s baby shower invites made and in the mail, or hand delivered. Each one was quite the process and were individually hand-made, hand-stamped, and hand-written. It took the two of us, plus an occasional helper, several days to get this done – something I thought would only take an afternoon. Boy, did I underestimate what my daughter had in mind for her invites. She’s a real-live Tinkerbell, so the theme is, of course, Tinkerbell. The shower is early January, and considering the holidays, I don’t think we got these out too soon.
Okay, bloggy friends, I’d better get off the computer. I know that’s the first step toward the sewing room or getting anything done. Stay warm if it’s cold where you are, and if it’s summer in your neck of the woods, stay cool!
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