New Nephew!

Just a quick update to show everyone a picture of our new little nephew..Gavin Osuna! As you can see he gets his good looks from his Uncle Thomas :-).

More soon!

We're hitched!

Tom and I just returned home from our wedding vacation. We had a wonderful time with all of our friends in Gold Beach and can't wait to return to the ocean. We're currently scheming on how we can buy the beach house we rented...lottery tickets may be in our future...after all, you can't win if you don't play! I am happy to report that we had no wind (also no sun, but oh well!) and the beach was deserted! Jeff and Jim did an AMAZING job putting together the "circle of love" and Ted blew me away with the walkway he created entirely out of driftwood. It was awesome! Our friends Tony and Terri-Lynn went waaaay beyond our expectations with everything they did for us...food, music, planning, officiating and video taping! We are truly blessed and we love all of you so much :-)

On our last morning in Gold Beach, most of us (meaning everyone but Tom) woke early and walked down to the beach at low tide. It was really cool to walk out past the rocks and say hello to all the starfish and mussels who live there. I can see how doing this could easily become a daily ritual...I really must get on top of those lottery tickets.

The only glitch in our plans was a wee bout of food poisoning on the last night of our stay in Ashland. We missed the end of "Cyrano de Big French Word Here", and I subsquently missed an entire night's sleep while introducing myself to the commode on an hourly basis. Other than that, though, things in Ashland were fun as well.

It is nice to be home, of course, and we are gearing up for our big picnic on Sunday. Love to all!
Mrs. O

Breaking out of Food Jail

Just recently I realized that I constantly, constantly think about food...when can I eat and what will it be? Once I've eaten I think constantly about what I just ate, fretting over it, worrying about it, obsessing with the guilt. Well I am sick to death of thinking about food all the time. Every time I go on 'a diet', all I think about is the next meal, the next snack, those extra 200 calories at the end of the day I've managed to snag by sweating my buns off at the gym. I'm sick of logging what I eat, tracking my calories, buying special "on-the-approved-list" foods...I am sick to death of it all.

So, I am officially breaking out of this prison of food obsession. I remember a time in the not so distant past when I didn't really think about food at all...when I was hungry, I ate something. When I wasn't hungry anymore, I stopped eating. I ate pretty much whatever I wanted, though this was when I was a pretty strict vegetarian so it was mainly healthy food. The great thing about being out of food jail at that time was that I was teeny tiny...well, teeny tiny for me...actually I looked darn good now that I think of it. Everytime I go on a special diet like Weight Watchers or South Beach or whatever, I always obsess to the point where food becomes the sole focus of my life. Bah humbug, I say!

Though I have only been out of food jail now for a few days I feel SO MUCH BETTER. So free...I am not beating myself up about every little thing. If I want some freakin' chocolate, I'm going to have a piece, enjoy the heck out of it and move on. I really feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders....aaaaaah, what a relief. I am reading a book called "How to Become Naturally Thin"...I'll let you know if there are any pearls of wisdom that must be shared.

So, that's the latest news...in other news I am sad to report that Truman doesn't seem to be feeling well right now. It may be the effects of the Leukaran, and I'm hoping once his bone marrow and white blood cell count recover in a couple of weeks or so he'll be back to his regular self. He did vomit a little blood this morning, but it was much less than a few days ago. Lets hope he doesn't have an ulcer...I cannot handle seeing him suffer. :-(

Thanks to everyone for their well-wishes on Mother's Day. I was mostly weepy the night before, but then was so busy preparing brunch for Tom's family that I didn't have time to sit around and feel sorry for myself. Stay tuned for pics...I may have outdone myself with this one. See my cute table???


Much love to all my peeps!
Mo

Happy Mother's Day

Well here it is, my second-most weepy date of the year.

I seem to always spend Mother's Day crying in solitude, though it is supposed to be a celebration. It simply reminds me of how much I've missed out on in these past 16 years and all I'll have to miss in the future. I do, however, cherish all things "motherhood" whether it's a friend of mine who has a new baby or the memory of my mother's Sunday-morning pancakes...I just want you to know you are loved beyond your imagination, even if it's been years and years and years. Much love,
Nik