The past couple of weeks have been a train wreck for me eating wise. I feeling really gross and feeling like the time has come to get back on track. It’s not really that hard for me to switch things back in gear since I eat pretty healthy to start with. For me it’s more a question of portion size. Need to cut those back and I’ll be back in the saddle.
It’s been hard to go on walks since there is still ash floating in the air and the sidewalks are covered. You can’t go barefoot anywhere without the soles of your feet turning black. It’s still coming down, a light dusting and everyday we’ve been sweeping or washing off our deck, patio furniture, plants and what not. No hanging laundry outside to dry since it will get dirtier out there than when you first washed it.
In other news… American Idol. Danny is gone. Now, I could care less about the finale. I can’t stand Adam, his screeching and overplayed emotion and him trying to “connect with the song.” He’s gross. And what’s that other guys name? Oh, yeah, Kris. I don’t care for him either. Oh well. Maybe they can bring Danny back.
Wedding update: The dress I was going to borrow for the little miss was burned to ashes in the fire at the friend’s house so I’m back on the hunt. The Little Miss has specifically said she wanted to wear “a pink twirl dress.” I found this one on e-bay, what do you think?
I think I’ve nailed down my shoe situation and will getting these and not these like The Bride had suggested.
I fly out to DC next weekend to throw The Bride a shower, which is turning into a small little affair. So far only 5 people can come and haven’t heard from about 8 people so the most would be 13 guests. I can totally handle that. Is there a reason people don’t RSVP? Are they waiting to see if a better offer and will respond a day or so before? Come on people, there’s planning to be done.
Glad today is Friday. I’m ready for the weekend and I’m ready to take a deep breath and let all the stress and tension leave my body. I feel like I got my ass kicked the past few weeks and it’s time to let it go. I’m ready to move on, look forward and get back to “normal.”