-I have GOT to stay out of the truffles and get back on the treadmill.
-I'm glad that our neighbors invited us over for NYE, it was very thoughtful of them to include us and I feel like such a stick in the mud that all I really want to do is stay home....you know, because we don't do a lot of that already.
But we have
to go because my other neighbor (that we spend a lot of time with) said they're only going because we're going and she gave me the evil eye when I mentioned my neck might be hurting after physical therapy tomorrow and I might not want to go. She practically burned a hole through my forehead with the evil eye.
-Operation reorganize pantry is complete and I've opened the doors just to stare at it several times this evening. #addictedtoorganizedporn
-Mr. Spring is building a remote control airplane from scratch. As in he's cutting out pieces of foam board and buying little motors and propellers and all sorts of stuff I don't know the name of. I'm sooooo glad one of us is smart.
-There is NOTHING on tv tonight. Oh, the horror.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.