Hello, hello! The happy wanderer is back. Actually we got back Sunday night, but I have been so busy trying to get back to normal! Me, normal?
Ok, normal as I can be!
We had a wonderful time. Vicki was so shocked and it was wonderful. I was sitting in the bride's room with my back against the wall where she would be coming in. She came in holding a bunch of stuff and I happened to be standing as I had just helped the pianist with her corsage. She looked at me and never said a word, put down a bag she had and stood back up and looked at me again and then it registered and she kind of screamed and started trying to unload the rest of her arms so she could hug me. I cried through the whole wedding (she sat us in one of the family rows, God bless her). At the very end, the minister had pronouced them husband and wife and they were facing the crowd while a quartet sang the Lord's Prayer. I was balling my eyes out and she looked down and saw me and mouthed "I love you" and I blew her a kiss and just boohooed all the more. We really are like sisters. She had dh and I and her and Bob in a picture together. Oh, the outfit went over great and I looked HOT if I do say so myself. That tanning stuff for us real white bread body girls works fantastic (at least the stuff I used did). We also had dinner one night and Sunday breakfast with my son and his girlfriend (who are back together and we are thrilled) and Sat morning breakfast with my older sister and Sat evening dinner with friends so all in all the trip was great. There was only one snag. We left here around 3:00 pm and got into Chicago around 11 pm and about 5 miles before our exit off 80/94 there were signs saying there was construction. WELL, we sat for 2 1/2 hours in traffic, sometimes for 30 minutes at a time at a dead standstill. Instead of being at the hotel at midnight, we trudged in there at 3 AM. Thank goodness neither of us had an attack of needing to go to the bathroom. We took the new Harry Potter audio book, which is 17 tapes and 26 1/2 hours long so at least we weren't bored even though pretty stiff and dh (who is definitely not the most patient of persons) was huffing and puffing and swearing on and off for the 2 1/2 hours!
BTW, I waved at all you ladies that live on the way to Indiana as I passed. Hope you caught it!
We got home and just dumped stuff in the kitchen and living room, ran out and picked up a sandwich and crashed. I got it all hauled upstairs except for the snacks and dirty clothes on Monday and put back away, then started in on laundry. Got into the pool during loads and got in that ole exercise (the hotel pool was really shallow and man after one day, my knees were killing me so I didn't exercise Sat or Sund). Got the downstairs cleaned and the upstairs today and when dh gets home, we will go get our babies from the kennel. (I left them there an extra day so I wouldn't be tripping over them trying to get work done)
Jello: I read the posts about what you said and I think that too many of us totally stress out about losing weight. We freak out at an occasional bad day or even week or month. I have learned to take it all in stride and just go on to the next day when I have a bad one. The more you struggle over it, the less likely you are to succeed. It takes concentration to stay on your program of course, but I think just stepping back, saying, "Hey, I look fine the way I am, but I am going to work at looking and feeling better" is the way to go about it. Make losing weight and exercise a happy situation not one you dread. I tried several programs and exercises before I found one that I could be happy with and fit into my lifestyle and I think that is the key.
To the rest of you ravishingly beautiful women, I hope things are going well for you!
TTFN
Faye