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Maybe it's the sunshine...

My mood has lifted significantly this week. Maybe it's the sunshine. The weather here has been in the 70s and sunny. I feel uplifted. So, I thought I'd write a little update (I've also back dated all my books I've read since I've last blogged) I'd promise to keep blogging on a regular basis, but every time I do, I seem to do the opposite...
I am 8 pounds away from hitting my goal weight! I've done so well that a couple of weeks ago, the slimming world website featured me as their featured slimmer! I was shocked when I logged on and saw myself - complete with before and after photos (cringing)! I'm down to a size 5/6 US (10 UK) and so happy with the results, I just can't get the momentum up to start dieting again for the last 8lbs. I'm sure when bathing suit weather comes along, I'll be back to it!
I have met yet another American (the 2nd one in 3 months). We've met up with our families already and had a really nice afternoon. We plan to get together for dinner sometime soon as well. She's really nice, but she's a working mom and lives 30 minutes away so we can't see each other very often, but I'm sure we will form a friendship (which is really nice).
Ethan turns 3 at the end of next month. I can't believe how fast it's gone. He gets smarter, cuter and sweeter every day. I am just nuts about him and think that being his mom (and Wayne's wife) has been the best thing I have ever done!
Our plans for the US move have come down to being a pipe dream once again. I sometimes think it will never happen, but at least if we hit the lottery, we have Wayne's green card in place.
I have been asked to be a book reviewer for The Sussex newspaper website. It's just a local site and I'm not getting paid, but I get my own bi-line which is pretty cool. I've done 3 reviews so far (2 are posted & the 3rd will be up next week). It's really nice to do and at least I'm doing something useful with my renewed passion for books! Wayne got me a book case (I've always wanted a book case) and I've spent the last few weeks buying my old favorites in hardcover and researching new ones that I plan to read. I have filled it with 150 books so far and it's nearly full (only because Ethan was so excited about it, I let him have a full length shelf for his book).

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