Our first winter and spring in Napa was so good.
We rode bikes and played tennis every chance we could. The construction on the house I was managing was coming along nicely, and everything was running smoothly. I was happy and content.
Bella went everywhere with me…and her favorite thing to do: bike rides
In October we helped my oldest son move to Santa Barbara, and while there, we camped at Carpinteria State Beach. The campground is right on the beach and we were both in heaven. Continue reading
Our well-being encompasses so much more than just diet and exercise.
I’ve shared my wellness journey with you here each week, and you’ve seen me try several different diets. I have talked about exercise and the importance of movement as well.
But one area I haven’t put enough attention on, is my mental well-being.
I tried to write today and it all came out as gobbledygook. Not sure why, but nothing seemed to flow. Usually I can start typing and literally a few minutes later a bunch of words are on the screen.
But today, I’m off.
A couple of people asked about our motorcycle trip in Florida, so I thought I’d share it with you.
It was spring of 2016 and we decided to tour the Keys via motorcycle. Only we didn’t want to drive a motorcycle all the way from California to Florida, so we looked into renting a bike there.
I didn’t even know that was an option until then.
We found Rent My Motorcycle in West Palm Beach, and John was thrilled to see they had a BMW R1200RT bike in the fleet. The owner, JR is a great guy and has a very interesting story behind how he got into his business. Continue reading
Happy Father’s Day weekend!
I hope you get to spend it with your Dad. My father has long since passed and my boys have grown, so I won’t be celebrating much.
My husband’s kids are grown and gone too, but we will do something fun just the same. Continue reading
Are you getting enough movement in each day?
After a day of sitting at my computer, I’m more tired than when I started my day. You would think sitting all day wouldn’t be so tiring, but it is.
And more times than I care to admit, I end up sitting in front of the television at night. I mean, season two of Westworld is on! As well as The Handmaid’s Tale, and sure, you’re right, those should only take up a couple of hours, two nights a week right?
But the other night I saw a great older movie show up in the queue that I just had to see again. Have you seen Seabisquit? Such a great movie.
I’m finding all of this sitting is taking a toll on me. My back hurts and I am low energy. I’m not sleeping well either. Continue reading
The day we arrived in Napa and started unpacking our U-Haul, I tripped over a big rock and hurt my leg pretty badly. I was a bloody mess.
Judd grabbed a lounge chair from the deck, and set it up so I had a place to prop my leg up and get some ice on it. It hurt a lot. But what was almost worse was, I was carrying my little Bella when it happened and she flew out of my arms and landed a few feet away. Continue reading
We have our granddaughters for the weekend. We get to spoil have them because their mom and dad are busy, so we are on duty.
And on our way to pick them up, we decided to stop in Studio City and visit the Dr. Martens store. I need a new pair of riding boats, and Doc Martens are the best.
John’s riding boots are about ten years old and he still loves them, and wanted to get me a pair too. How could I say no? Continue reading
I was going to start this post by saying, I couldn’t believe I was standing in a multi-million dollar home about to endure my third interview, but that’s not entirely true.
I could believe it.
From the moment I first saw the ad for the position on Craigslist, I knew this was going to be my job. I just needed to convince the impeccably dressed, statuesque woman shaking my hand, of that. Continue reading
The day after our wedding, we packed up the car and drove south to wine country.
Being frugal (read: poor) we decided to camp in Napa Valley before my interview the following day.
As a wine lover, I was elated to see so many familiar names as we drove up Highway 29 towards St. Helena. We drove past Chandon, Cakebread, Turnbull, Beaulieu, Beringer, and so many more. I felt like a kid in a candy store. Continue reading
I moved to Bend, Oregon in 1978 and never dreamed that I’d end up staying for over 30 years. I was just 19 when I first arrived in that little town, and so much had changed over the years.
But by 2009, I couldn’t wait to leave. My kids were grown and off to start their own lives, my friendships had changed so much I could barely recognize them, and my business was no longer paying the bills.
It was time to move on.
I grew up on the beaches of Lake Michigan and I have been a beach lover ever since. It took me a few years, as in 30 plus, to move back to a beach town.
And I love it.
My beach town
The first time I went to Ireland and met John’s family I was a bit overwhelmed with their accents, especially those in the North. And it’s not just the way they pronounce words; it’s their colloquialisms.
For instance, when they introduced Sharon to me, she was called “Our Sharon”. And believe me it didn’t sound like our Sharon. It was more like “R Shrn”. So to me, she is still R Shrn.
After that I started calling John, My John.
Planning an event can be overwhelming for so many people. But with just a little organization, it can be fun and very rewarding too.
I’ve had a few people ask me how I prepare for an event, so I thought I’d share some of my secrets here.
It’s all about the “Book”.
My body and guts are so much happier!
I’m doing so much better and feel great. My skin is clearer and my belly is shrinking. I am enjoying all of the foods on the diet and don’t feel deprived, although I am looking forward to adding foods back in.
So far so good on this plan. It will be very interesting to see which foods bother me.
This weekend is John’s birthday, and I’m not eating cake! But, I will introduce dairy back into my diet and see how my body response.
Thanks for all of your support and great comments. It helps to hear what you’ve experienced and what you’ve done too.