Twelve

Twelve pounds down ... seventeen to go. I am getting there - I am doing this. Had a great Weight Watchers meeting this week. Worlds collided - there was a hockey mom there, and a girl from work (and turned out they knew each other), and we had a great pre-meeting chat (ok, more like a Catholic confession of eating sins) with another girl with whom I sit because, well, she wears a Sens jersey sometimes. Lol. Came out of the meeting feeling energized and motivated. Guess that's the point of the meetings!

In other news - work, sleep, work, sleep. Here's the other layout I completed a couple of nights ago ... simple, simple, simple:


Sorry about the wonky scan. That dog just loooooves the boy. He's the only one that she's really affectionate with. Every morning when he comes down she's all over him (and she's much bigger now than in these pictures). In the evenings, he lies down on the floor with her and she puts her head on his back or tummy and falls asleep. So sweet.

Gotta go make lunches ... Happy Thursday, everyone!