Remember when I said I was going to start going back to the gym again? Well … I have been, which is a start — but just not as often as I should. With summer right around the corner, I have got to kick it into gear, people!
Yesterday, I had to drive one of my unnamed child’s friends home from school, and we had to go down a very bumpy dirt road. I glanced down at my legs, and the amount of jiggling that was resonating from them was mortifying — like two jello-filled water balloons sloshing around in my driver’s seat. In fact, I was so distracted, I did a terrible job avoiding all the ruts — which, of course, only compounded the problem…
That ride disturbed me enough that I drove my car straight to the gym.
I’ve written, on more than one occasion, about how I am a complete germ-o-phobe, so the gym is kind of my worst nightmare as far as that goes. I can not stand touching the same weight machine handles that 147 other people have already touched already.
Today kind of pushed me over the edge though.
Last week, the child that wishes to remain anonymous and I were watching a TV show about ridiculously wealthy teenagers living disgustingly excessive lives. They were driving $100,000 cars at 16 and having $2 million sweet-sixteen birthday parties.
My daughter was saying how life would be perfect if she had as much money as they did.
We then made lists of what money could and couldn’t buy. Last week I shared with you our list of what it could buy. Here is our list of what money can’t buy:
- Taste. I have known some amazingly wealthy people who, no matter how much money they have, will always have bad taste (you can afford to have a decorator or stylist, but you first have to be able to acknowledge that you need one). Continue reading
Last week, poor Gracie had to go to the vet and get four of her teeth pulled. Two were abscessed, and one of those had three roots … so they had to remove the tooth in sections. The poor Muffin has had bad teeth from day one — I guess that’s not an uncommon issue in poodle.
Each year we take her for her annual cleaning, and more teeth have to come out. So now she only has four teeth left on the top!
She was in a world of hurt all weekend, and they sent up home with drugs a decent supply of various drugs.
About 8 months ago, I have a vivid memory of Topher and I sitting across each other in a restaurant booth and I say. “We’re awfully fortunate to have healthy animals. It seems like we hardly ever have to take them to the vet for issues.”
Apparently, we failed to knock on wood, or we walked underneath a ladder, or some mirror shattered because every animal we have is falling apart. Every. Single. One.
Hope you guys had a great weekend! Mine was fairly boring, but I sit here starting the week a little beaten up (but with a yellow end table makeover). Saturday morning, we visited some yard sales, so there wasn’t a lot of sleep (I did get some great old books, an antique chair, and a fun little table though); lots of time spent bent over painting, and my back is angry; so much distressing that I have blisters and no skin left on multiple fingers; and the virus the unnamed child infected us with last week was passed on the Topher and I. My entire body is so achy I kind of want to die. I took NyQuil along with Lyrica (that I am prescribed), and I woke up Sunday morning and from my elbows down … a bit numb.
Probably not a good thing.
I was trying to work on my blog, and my fingers felt like your cheek does after the dentist fills it with novocaine. Not good — plus, I usually have laughing gas to go along with that feeling. I had to type everything 4 or 5 times before I could club the correct keys.
Alright guys, I am going to tell you this for your own good because I never want what happened to me to happen to you. It can scar you for life.
First of all, let me say that I know that I’m aging. It’s a cold, hard fact people. At 37, I look in the mirror and can see some fine lines starting and some hollowing underneath my eyes. I know that the skin under my chin isn’t quite as tight as it used to be, but overall it could be worse.
Until the other day, the worse arrived.
Happy April Fools Day everyone!
I hope you all had a great Easter! Ours was small and simple, just us, my parents and my brother and sister in law. A nice dinner, perfect weather, and a relaxing day. I ate way too much yesterday, and then I burned zero calories by watching my TIVOed Dancing With The Stars and Grey’s Anatomy.
The child that wishes to remain anonymous has cheer tryouts this week, and clinic starts today. Just so you know, I will be a nervous wreck by Friday.
I am back to the gym today, and I am less than excited … but it must be done. I have a blogger’s conference that I will be attending in August, and I am determined to have my body in good shape. That probably means taking some workout classes, and you all know how well I do at those.
It’s a cold, and soon to be wet, Spring Break here in Kansas — which, sadly, is pretty normal.
We are even supposed to have snow for the first day of Spring, so it looks like there will be no tanning-in-warmth-of-the-sun for the child that wishes to remain anonymous.
We did take a quick minivacation to Kansas City for a few days and took in some fun shopping and consumed a staggering amount calories including lots of pasta, bread and cupcakes. Looks like the kiddo and I will be spending the rest of spring break in the gym.
I had a fun evening last night!
Three of my DIY friends and I got together for a lovely dinner at my friend Nicole‘s house — these were the girls that I had my booth with at the craft show. It’s so fun getting together to swap stories about the chaotic life a newbie blogger, running a business out of the house, and still trying to raise a family.
Don’t get me wrong, I know people that work outside of the home have crazy lives too, but it’s nice to have someone that shares in the same interests as you. People might know what the letters SEO stand for (Search Engine Optimization … if you’re interested), and that you can bounce new paint techniques off of. This is a talented group of ladies, and I am happy that we have come into each others’ lives.
Happy Monday everyone! I’m wishing all of you who are snowed in warm thoughts today!
Well, my weekend was not as productive as I had hoped. I had a nasty virus and was having fun with a high fever, chills and massive achiness. Am I the only one who has crazy weird dreams when they are running a high fever? Just wondering.
I am feeling somewhat more human today. I managed enough energy to buy a great antique dresser yesterday that I am super excited about. It needs quite a bit of work, but I think it will be fabulous once it is finished. Since I am now behind on the projects I was supposed to work on this weekend, I will have a busy week ahead of me.
Happy Monday everyone!! Who is suffering from a SuperBowl food hangover today? I thought Beyonce’s halftime routine looked great! I’m still cringing over that GoDaddy commercial … and sniffling over the Clydesdale and “God Made the Farmer” ones.
Well, I made it through my first craft show in one piece. We had a great turnout and thank you to all of my readers that came up and introduced themselves. I so enjoyed talking with you and putting a face with a name.
After killing myself and having zero sleep last week getting ready for it, yesterday I hibernated. I didn’t get out of my jammies at all. I hadn’t done that in forever. It was the first day I had taken off since October and I feel recharged today! I have some fun new projects to get started on for a couple of clients and a blogger contest coming up … so I am working on a super secret project for that.