It’s all up to me

We had so much fun last night.  And thank you so much for all of your comments, they really changed my thinking.  I was planning to log on this morning, getting down about all of the food I ate and beer I drank (what was I thinking???) but you all have made me realize that I need to try living in the moment a bit more.  So what if the number on the scale isn’t what I want to see?  Indulging for a short period of time won’t make me add all of the inches that I have lost.  Thank you, fat chicks, for help reminding me what’s important.

So here’s how last night went.  We went out to dinner with some friends who also needed a night out.  Yesterday was the 9 year anniversary of the day their daughter had an accident that eventually took her life.  I had just started dating my husband maybe a month earlier and had fortunately had the opportunity to meet their daughter the weekend before she died.  Obviously this time of summer is tough for them so I’m glad we were able to help them forget about things for a while.

Then we ended up bar hopping.  I can’t remember the last time we did that.  My hubby was DD and although I didn’t get drunk I did have a good feeling going.  We listened to some bands and played pool.  The funniest thing was toward the end of the night when I got hit on by some guy in the bar.  All of a sudden my hubby puffed up into some caveman-type guy and strolled over to protect his “woman”.  I’m glad he’s not like that too often but it was good for him to be reminded that he’s lucky to have me.

Got to go, the kids are up.