I guess I've been away for a few days...ok...it's been a week. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to abandon you, things have just been really crazy.
I've been busy with a lot of things but mostly reading a few books. When I really get into a good book the rest of the world stops turning. Seriously, I called in sick to work once (in the middle of Breaking Dawn) so I could read. The books I was reading was The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, and Mockingjay. I've read the first two before but the last one came out a couple weeks ago and hubby bought it Wednesday for me as a surprise so I wanted to read the others again before I read the last one. Really, really good books!! I read until 4:30 in the morning Saturday night so I could finish the last book....I just could not put it down!
My son turns 13 on Wednesday. I cannot believe my baby will be a teenager. I feel so old!!
I had a .25 cc fill on Wednesday last week. I feel much better. I'm still able to eat but not as much and I'm staying full longer. Hopefully I can keep the restriction.
After my pity-post last week I did what Drazil told me to do. I got my ass off the couch and went to the gym both Wednesday and Thursday. And I lost 1 pound. Which I will take and be very proud of thank you very much. So, I am now 2 pounds from losing 50. This week is hella crazy and there is no way I see a gym date before Friday. I'm ok with that. I've trying to think of all the things I will be gaining by losing the weight and it's making me feel better. I've even managed to move a few things out of my closet for giving away, things I have no emotional attachment to, thanks to my husband taking everything out of my closet one by one and asking what the story is for that item. If I didn't have a good story it went in the give-away pile. It actually felt good, like progress, and a cleansing of sorts.
Hubby and I built a dog run for our dog Sunday. OMG let me tell you...my arms hurt so freaking bad today from putting all those wire tires around the top of the fencing. Now we're working on building a floor for it, just 2x4's and plywood but it will have to do until spring when we can poor cement. We planned on doing the cement before winter but we realized we won't have another free weekend until mid November and by then we'll have snow. My point in all this is that I managed to rip off half of my big toe nail while playing construction worker. Yea, it hurt like a bitch!! So I will have pretty painted toe nails in Chicago but one toe nail won't be so pretty. It's all my husband's fault, even though he was in the house when I did it, it's still his fault...ummm cause he wasn't there to stop me from trying to move the plywood by kicking it with nothing more than my flip flops on my feet. Sometimes blond goes more than skin deep.
I have been to my hairdresser 4 times to get my hair done for Chicago. #1 The initial appt to color and cut my hair. #2 to cut my hair because he ran out of time and didn't get it cut the first time. #3 To fix the crooked back of my hair and fix the color because after 2 days the color went white with black streaks. Can you say skunk?? But of course he never showed up. Do not even get me started on how pissed off I am. Needless to say I will NEVER go back to him again. #4 To a new hairdresser that fixed my hair perfect, better than perfect. I now love it!!
Like everyone else I am trying to figure out what to bring to Chicago. I really wanted to try to fit everything into a carry-on bag, but I'm kidding myself if I think that will work. I was telling my husband last night at midnight, that I can't decide what to take to Chicago. I was trying to explain to him how important it is that I am comfortable, look good, and that I present a good impression. He said "That's not hard for you to do, you always look good." Huge brownie points for him!! Seriously, I think if I just pack everything I own then I should be covered :-)
I really am getting so excited and nervous. What if I freeze and wind up sitting in the corner with that deer in the headlights stare on my face, terrified to talk to anyone? What if I try to talk to Drazil or Amy W and all I can do is studder and stare? What if I fart in my sleep? I've never had wine...will I like it? If I break a nail will there be somewhere I can get it fixed? What if I twist my ankle walking to the restaurant, fall down, and rip my dress? What if I never want to leave my new best friends? It's all so exciting and scary at the same time. But mostly exciting :)
I'm going to go catch up on blogs and get some sleep. Nite nite everyone :)
I've read the first two books of the Hunger Games, didn't realize the third was out, exciting! You should definitely wear closed shoes while doing work like that ;-)! You know you could get an acrylic nail put on your toe? They do that. Wine....I would suggest starting with a rose or zinfadel. They are sweeter; some wines can be bitter, especially reds.
ReplyDeleteMajor points for the husband! Nice. :)
ReplyDeleteThere are too many of us for you to be in the corner alone, that'll never happen. If you stutter and stare - Amy & Draz will tease you out of it. If you fart - well, hopefully everyone else will be asleep farting too., Wine? It's OK not to like it - I already know I don't. If you break a nail, yes...everything you could ever need is close to the hotel (and they have a spa would could probably fix it!) If you twist an ankle you can go to the hospital in Chicago and see: George Clooney b/c you know...he was in ER. Remember? It took place in Chicago! If you rip the dress...you'll just have to show your BOOBS. (Or we can mend it.) If you never want to leave - I'll rent an apartment with you & Draz, I know I we won't want to either.
it's all good babycakes! just be yourself :-)
ReplyDeleteAmey! There's so much here I want to comment on, but we can talk about it in Chicago!
ReplyDeleteI am flying out of SLC on Thursday into ORD. I'm leaving out of the same airport Sunday. When is your flight back???
I may be going to TF sometime in October to see my son's new appartment. I'll let you know and maybe we can get together. Do you ever get to SLC?