Good middle of the night--errr, morning, everyone. 4:30 a.m. here, counting down until 6:30. Just eating a few Fruit Loops to tide me over.
Yesterday's thread was really quiet. There was no holiday here (that I know of). I didn't get on because I slept all day. I had a really nice weekend. On Saturday night, I had a few people over for grilled burgers/brats and margaritas. Many margaritas were consumed, a good time was had by all. It was a sort of "farewell" to my DD's, since my surgery is Thursday morning at 10:30, gulp. At first I couldn't wait for it to come, now that it's closer, I'm feeling a little different. I don't feel nervous, just every once in awhile, I feel really panicky. Like today, I was thinking about how I'll start my antibiotic tomorrow, use this Hibiclens soap stuff, fast after midnight and then before I know it, it'll be surgery time. That just sort of sent me into a panic. I didn't realize my surgery was so close...
I did some shopping on Sunday with my best friend from high school. We hit the Old Navy birthday celebration that was a little disappointing, and went a couple of other places. It was fun, but I ate too much at Fazoli's.
Yeah, I did a lot of eating this weekend, but started over being good today. Even though it feels like I ate so much over the weekend that I probably ruined everything, I gotta remember that one weekend of bad eating isn't going to totally undo what I spent all of last week working on. Plus, I'm having about 3 lbs removed on Thursday,
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Had kind of a strange thing happen tonight. Do you guys remember "Work Boy", who I broke up with Aaron to date? He was an a-hole to me, blew me off for some girl from Texas, and was just an all around jerk. I sort of hated him for awhile, but one night I had a dream that he got killed at work and I had to call a truce (not that there was any fighting going on). We didn't start talking again or anything and when people asked, I still told them that he was mean when we dated (because it's true) and that he had small balls (sorry, I shouldn't get into that, but we're young and it's late and it's true). Anyway, a mutual friend of ours wants to have a party at Work Boy's house and Work Boy removed my name from the guest list. Now, I am not the type to go into someone's home and cause a scene and Work Boy knows it, so I sent him an email asking him why he would do that when he's hosting a party for someone who wants me there. Well, we're both on nights and he got the email right after I sent it. Instead of simply emailing me back, he paged me and asked me to come to the building where he's working. To make a long story short, we got it all talked out, but I got the impression he's not happy with his new girlfriend. He didn't say a word about her (maybe it was to spare my feelings, who knows), and he was asking a lot about Aaron. Perhaps I'm doing the girl thing and over analyzing this, but I just don't get why he couldn't have emailed a response and wanted to talk to me...
Anyway, sorry for that tangent, but who else can I talk to at 4:44 a.m.?
OK, ladies, I'm gonna go check my non-work-related email and I might stop back in later.
Terrific Tuesday!
I love food! Oh well.
