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Small Things 003

003 : 365 Days

1. My Weight Watchers tracker/pocket guide for keeping me on track in 2009. I was not a good tracker at the end of 2008 and I'm getting back on the wagon for the new year!

2. My trusty rusty (not really. the body isn't rusty, just the color of the car in general.)Honda. I love that you have stayed with us so long, graced me with a quiet muffler, kept me warm on cold winter days and brought me to all my destinations safely. I have ONE small complaint; the summer months are hot and you don't produce ANY cold air, could you work on that?

3. For my phone headset at work. You are awesome! You allow me to continue to type with both hands, while on the phone. In fact, I'm doing that RIGHT NOW! Genius.

4. Type A personalities, schedules, planning and dry erase boards. I suppose I could've made this into 4/5's of another day's graces, however, I'm not. Those things are all things that I must have and do everyday. This weekend my husband and I sat down together sat at the kitchen table and barked at my husband some dinner ideas for approval. Once approved I made a list for shopping and then for our white board. This is one thing that I have to do. We have added aa white board to our kitchen to keep track of meals that we have planned and purchased for as well as meals we have made and we have lefts overs of. This keeps us on track and I don't know what we did before this plan. Doing this is also what has kept me on track with weight watchers and I hope to continue doing this even after weight watchers.

5.DVR, oh how I love you.





Comments

Allison said…
I'm going to end up stealing your graces....how could I forget DVR???????????

And making lists is one of my favorite activities!
Jill Marie said…
#5... we just got DVR and oh how we love thee also;)

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