
Since I'm already in a state of emotional distress, I figured, "Why not take on the biggest challenge of my life I've been meaning to tackle...My weight!" I can already hear you now. "Now? Don't put that pressure on yourself." Or maybe, "You are gonna need that chocolate to help with the bad days." Nope guys, this has been on my heart for about the last 8 years and I really don't need to let my emotions turn to food. I love to bake, and I love to eat what I bake, so unless I want to invest in a whole new wardrobe of bigger clothes, I need to get a handle on this situation. Beginning last week, I started reading Lysa Terkeurst's book "Made to Crave." Wow, love it! I don't know that I've really ever let God rule my cravings and my food intake. So far, I am doing well. My plan hasn't been defined yet, other than I gave up sweets. I have been tempted approximately 6 times in 6 days...birthday cake for my niece, beignets made by the hubby, sis-in-law's dr. pepper cake, and the list goes on. However, I am learning that I am made for more than this. Taking each craving to God through prayer, is working! I also joined an all women's gym which has a fabulous group of Zumba instructors to help me workout the way I love to. That is a huge blessing and special prayer request that was filled. I hope to report some great results to you by the summer, and possibly fit into my favorite pair of jeans I'm going to buy myself when I reach my goal...which shall remain a secret unless you join my Made to Crave secret club. LOL, just teasing.

That's about it, because if I start sharing other things like how my kids are falling into deep depression from being friendless and spending hours upon hours painting their nails, playing computer games, and making videos of themselves singing Justin Beiber songs, I might lose it. So I'm going to stay positive and remember that a few weeks off of school isn't going to kill them, we have a plan, they are going to cherish these memories of time together and we will survive this thing called "Moving Affective Disorder" that Susan Miller speaks of in her book. Most of all, I am a Pink Carnation, and one day soon...I will bloom where God has planted me!
