Mulligan
Uh, can I take a mulligan on this morning? Apart from the cool part about losing a pound, here’s how my day started:
- The power went out on our side of the street. (PG&E came at 6:30 to fix it.)
- The toilet backed up. (Found Thing Two trying to plunger it and took over for her.)
- The Things were late for school b/c of a huge argument about..pink ponytail holders. Yupp. Ponytail holders. (What on earth is it going to be like around here when they’re teenagers and they’re having their periods and I’m going through menopause? Hubby has joked about leaving the house for one week out of the month, but how will I get to escape?)
I’m really pleased that I lost another pound this week, considering I only “Walked With Leslie” once this week (sick kids, yadda, yadda, yadda). Hubby & I were talking last night, and when he realized that my goal is actually less than my “wedding weight”, he was pretty psyched. I expected his reaction to be more along the lines of You’ll be so hot then, but it was actually more encouraging: That would be really cool. I think that would change your personality a lot because you’re always so insecure about your weight. You’d be a lot more confident. Wow. That’s a much better reaction than I ever could have hoped for.
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Pathetic to have JUST TONIGHT finished Nana’s birthday gift? Well, considering it’s a Christmas wreath, and her birthday was November 29th…YES. [NOTE TO GRANDPA GIL: See, you got your birthday present closer to on time. I'm not going to discuss Father's Day.] I apologize for the fuzzy picture but, as you know if you’ve been reading this blog for any amount of time, I am The Reigning Queen of the Shaky Camera Hands. This was the good picture! [Someday, we'll get a camera with lens stabilization. Someday.]
