Sweet dreams, Frappe. I hope you get better real soon. This is such a bummer. Go in for a simple gall bladderectomy and end up really sick. Poor thing.
Exercising is my weakest area. I will try, I really will. I have my walking shoes in my car, along w/ my discman and walking cd. I will try to get a half hour in on my lunch break. I resisted going to breakfast today, and also resisted the Mickie D's drive thru and egg mcmuffins. I should get some points for that.
Today is my baby boy's 21st birthday!!! Whaaaa! This means I really am old.
I'm neutral on Suzanne Sommers. Don't love her, don't hate her.
Filing extension for corp. taxes, I'm sure I'll file extension for personal taxes. I'm a champion procrastinator.
I'm exhausted. I worked in the yard all weekend like a field hand, and I've barely scratched the surface of all the work that needs to be done. I wheel barrowed and dug in a pick up load of compost/cow manure mix. I planted and weeded and fertilized and pruned. I have muscles I forgot existed. I hurt all over. I also went to bunco Saturday nite, and shopping w/ DH on Sunday evening for DS's birthday gift. I also bought me a new swimsuit. I'm so glad that dreaded task is over for the spring. Hate those d*mn 3 way mirrors. That should keep me on a diet. It was really nice to fit in a suit w/ out boobies overflowing and underflowing and busting out all over.