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Hello, June

I hope everyone had a great Memorial Day weekend!  We got to spend time with family, eat lots of delicious food and work on some big household projects for the in-laws.  *Whew!*

Although I thought Sunday was going to be my day of non-exercise relaxation, I spent the last two days doing lots of bending, lifting, stair climbing and urban hiking with the family as we worked to get the family homestead ready for summer activities.  It was a lot of work and we all got sweaty, stinky and sore over the last two days doing some pretty major clean-up.

The great news is, we were able to get things set up enough that ten of us were able to sprawl out for good conversation and great food at dinner last night.  The bad news is, my poor body hasn't gotten it's break yet!  Unfortunately, that doesn't give me much to blog about today as I rest my feet and hips and shoulders.

I suppose my only jewel of the day centers around eating out since we did a fair amount of that this weekend.  One great way to make sure you don't over-indulge when you're eating out of the house and you're sick of munching on a bed of lettuce (some days I feel like I'm turning into a Cabbage Patch Kid) is to order off the kid's menu.  Yes, other people will look at you strange, but kids' meals will give you at least some variety when you eat out and their portions are more in line with what you should actually be consuming.  An extra added bonus is that generally you get a toy or activity with your meal, and let's be honest, you've been jealous of your kid's for getting to play at the table since they were able to sit up on their own.

With that, I am off to do a little bit of work today and then rest.  I'll write you again tomorrow!

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