Ok, gang. I think Saturday night is going to be the night we go see Bomb-Itty again. I’d like to go on Friday so I can take Alex again, but I just don’t see it happening with the hour drive home from work. I think it would be too chaotic and rushed, and the last thing I want to do before a lovely evening in the park is be chaotic and rushed. So yeah, Saturday night – Same plan. Get to the park at 6 and have some yummy picnic goodness, then watch the show. Comment or email if you’re going to tag along so food plans can be made.
I’m actually kind of excited to see what Weight Watchers has in store for me tonight. Of course, even if it’s just a small loss I know I’m doing great and the inches have been dropping. I’ve been consistently working out with Yourself Fitness every day, and I can feel the results. Good stuff.
This weekend – Household stuff. The. Hall. Must. Fall. I’m tired of looking at it in the 3/4 complete stage. Not only that, but K. got a bunch of plants yesterday and she’s going to need help planting them, which means that we are going to start doing more work in the yard. High time, too. It’s embarrassing. We’re also giving some much needed attention to the office/computer room. Heh. Funny how fast the little piles accumulate Not to mention the dusty hair balls.
But that’s a rant for another day. Or one I’ve already done before.
Hrm.
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