Friday the Thirteenth

I love Fridays and the thirteen is usually a good day for me.  It still amazes me that I lost 1.8 pounds last week with as much food as I've been dumping down my throat.  Maybe it's from all the heavy lifting I've been doing?  

I purchased 200 retaining wall blocks and just went back to buy the last 20 needed.  I used them to make the landing pad for the canned ham and redo the pathway in the back.  I'm digging out the old railroad ties and replacing them with the blocks.  I've removed the old bricks and patio blocks from the other side and brought them to the front of the house to use on the landing pad.

The first load of dirt arrived this morning.  I was so afraid two yards would be a huge pile and I'd have lots left over.  Not to worry.  I will need another four yards to complete the project.  So, being tempted by the rich blackness of the soil, I started digging out parts of my existing garden beds and dumping it into the pit and stealing the good dirt for the beds.  I just love to haul dirt back and forth.  If there's a shovel in my hands there's a smile on my face.  It also allows me to eat a bit more than normal.

The weigh in yesterday showed another 1.8 pounds gone and I'm official down 9 pounds.  One more pound and I'll have achieved the first goal of losing 5% or my total body weight.  Then I can look at the next goal of 10%.  Step by step.  The best way to eat an elephant is to take one bite at a time.  I wonder how many points that would be?

The photos of the Indigo Bunting were not very good, but I'm posting it anyway just to show how blue they are.  I've seen and heard the orioles nearby, so I bought them some oranges today.  Now I can only hope to snap a photo of the hummingbird that comes around and that the scarlet tanager visits me sometime this year.


Long Life the Queen of Digging