five years ago

five years ago we said good-bye to my grandfather. he died after a very short bout of cancer. i'm still bitter. i'll probably always be bitter. i know you are suppose to try and let things go. but this is just one of those things i'll never forgive. i resent that my kids will never know him. i always figured he would just be there to watch the kids grow up. however; i will try and move on. i know he is probably not pleased that i'm still angry. but i am. so, gramp, sorry but i just can't help it. i really miss you.

time flies

wow. middle of july. cannot believe how quickly the summer is flying by. haven't had a lot of vacation yet this summer. we went to cape breton for a couple of days and that was about it. we've done the beach thing and a visit to a friend's cottage. it's all good. we are going to rent a cottage for a couple of days at the end of the month and i'm really looking forward to that. rain or shine. i just want to go to sleep hearing the waves.

my exercising is going well. i'm hitting the gym four to five times a week and even hired a personal trainer to help out. she's amazing and is really keeping me motivated. the scales are moving slowly but more importantly i feel good! i'm trying to run more this summer with the goal of being able to do 10km. i'm up to 7km and that's enough for now.

anyways nothing else too new or exciting in my life. just wanted to do a quick update.

my little skittles

monday marked a sad day in the ashton family. we had to put our cat skittles down. he was only 8. he had congestive heart failure. skittles had stopped eating about a month ago. he'd eat to keep himself alive but not much more. we changed his cat food. last week i made an appointment with the vet. last wednesday he had a seizure. i took him to the vet on monday. after some tests we wre faced with the awful decision of having to put him down or try and medicate. if you knew skittles you knew meds were out of the question. his name was skittles for a reason. so, he was put down. it sucked. the kids had complete different reactions. max cried a lot and is still sad and carlie keeps asking for a bunny. and if we get a bunny can we name her daisy. oh my.

rest in peace my skittles. you were a crazy, crazy cat that will be missed.

going down, down, down

my weight is finally going down again. i'm down 2.4 from last week. the only kicker is it seems to involve exercising twice a day. usually gym at lunch time and then i've been walking or doing my wii fit at night. not that this is a bad thing ... but not sure if i can do twice a day forever. maybe my body just needed the kickstart?

the neck seems to be 95% healed which makes me happy. i still get some twinges in my arm but overall ... doing so much better.

happy birthday

wishing my wonderful four-year-old a very happy birthday today. hard to believe four years have passed since carlie entered our world. as happy as this day makes me it is also a reminder of my her namesake. carlie was named after her great-grandfather carl. he was taken from us far too soon. i learned i was pregnant as he lay on his deathbed. it was the last bit of news i got to share with him. i can still remember his wonderful smile as he said 'congratulations.' i wish he was here to see her. he'd be so proud. i know carlie will make his name proud.

and in gym news ... i'm back at it and going strong. i've lost four pounds in a week and that makes me happy. i will continue to be motivated :)