Thanksgiving was quiet for us. Hubby is deployed, my daughter had to work so it was just me and Kamalani. It was chilly outside and thankfully, the sun was out. She could hear the neighbor children playing outside so she wanted to go outside too. After dressing her in layers of clothes, I took her out back and played ball with her until the sun started setting behind a small hill behind our house. She had enough playtime to exert her energy and when she came into the house, she laid on the hali’i, covered herself with her faux mink blanket and fell asleep watching PBS Kids.

We got a real treat though because hubby called us lastnight and again this morning so we all got to wish him Happy Thanksgiving!

Since my daughter had the day off from work a few days ago, we decided to head out into town to replace my cell phone. Something was wrong with the speaker so I couldn’t hear if there was a call coming in and I couldn’t hear voice messages people left. You’d think it would be an easy transaction but nooooo. I thought it would also be cheaper for me to keep my phone number and just get a new phone but it was more expensive to go that route. So instead of paying nearly $80 - 100 for a new phone, I canceled that contract and took a new one which cost me $50 plus a free phone. Go figure. Anyway, this phone is pretty cool. I remember when we went home two summers ago, everyone oooohed and ahhhhhed when my daughter showed them her phone that took pictures. The phones we have now not only takes pictures, it also records mini movies that last a few seconds. Both can be sent via email for about 13 cents. I didn’t subscribe to the internet service they offer but my daughter did so she can send pics to my sons back home and in MA. Can’t wait to see what they come up with next.

I’m a granny again. My son’s girlfriend gave birth to a healthy 8lbs - 11oz, 20″ baby boy yesterday (Nov 17th-MA time). I received a phonecall from my mother at “0′too early for me to be waking up” hundred hours. I thought she was having one of her special days where she forgets who she’s talking to but alas her wires weren’t crossed this time. I’m joking, of course because I love my mom

After hanging up with mom, I called my son in MA to congratulate him and his girlfriend. It was nice to hear his voice. My grand daughter got on the phone and told me all about her little brother. How she got to hold him and kiss him. They’re such cuties at that age. My son said he’d send pictures as soon as he could get to his computer and a few hours later, I recieved them. I’ll need to resize and crop and perhaps add a frame to the pictures before I post them here, but keep checking.

Tomrrow I meet with the trainer for my first real workout! If you don’t see another entry from me in the future, it’s because I killed the trainer and I’m incarcerated.

Today was the first meeting with the physical trainer. I’ve seen him around the base from time to time so we sort of knew each other although we’ve never spoken before today except for the courteous “hello” in passing. I took my assessment results along in case he was unsure of where to begin my program. I’m glad I did. He also had me do a few tests for flexibility and stability.

I felt at ease with him and I could tell he was a no nonsense guy who will challenge me without causing extreme pain. Ok, maybe it’s just wishful thinking on my part, we’ll soon find out. After filling out the necessary hold harmless agreements, we set about scheduling my next two workout days. He advised me to wear comfortable clothing and shoes because we’ll be working on abs, stretching and cardio.

I guess now is the best time for me to finish the Freedom From Smoking Online modules. Perhaps I’m overwhelming myself right now but if I’m going to suffer, why not do it all at once for a few weeks and be done with it forever. Never look back, just set my sights on moving ahead with my new life. I’ve been reading alot of inspirational stories of people who have taken control of their lives and soon, I hope to inspire others to make a change and take control.

I’ll try not to write about health stuff in my next entry and write more about life with my daughter and Kamalani.