We're taking the kiddos to Disney this weekend. We'll be gone for 6 whole days, in 90 degree heat. Can I get an Amen!
Hubby has been working out of state all week which has left me with all the packing and planning to myself. I'm a little teeny bit freaked about that. I'm probably forgetting something majorly important, but hey, it'll be hot and sunny so maybe I won't care.
Since hubby has been gone all week I also have to go out there in this 60 degree cold and cut the grass. This is HIS job, but I will do it, and not be at all happy about it. I might even pout a little.
However, I will get lots of steps on my pedometer while doing it, so I guess that's a plus for me.
My 4 year old has a pretty yucky case of 'crud'. Sore throat, cough, scratchy little voice. Why is this happening when we're on our way to Disney?!
I'm up 1 pound since my recent un-fill and I can't even lie and say "I have no idea why". I haven't journaled my food once this whole week. What the hell is wrong with me? I know what works, and then I don't do it. I'm a rebellious teenager in a 40 year old body I tell ya'! Now I'm flying off to the Magical world of Excess. Great. My scale will laugh at me when we get home.
The day after I get back from Disney I'm hopping on a train and heading into Chicago to meet up with some of you lovely "BOOBS". I'll most likely be exhausted and looking like I've been dragged behind a bus, but I'm coming darn it!
Well, I better get my butt out there and cut that grass.
You guys have a great weekend and week. See you when I get back!