Morning Ladies!
Falon, you didn't say you were doing yoga in the mornings -- that is exercise. I wouldn't have given you so much grief if you had said that!
Welcome back Karen!
I was a little bummed out this morning -- it's my very last day to punch in 42 for my age on the treadmill this morning. I'm not sure I'm ready to be 43. And this will be the first time in 43 years that I have not had a birthday cake -- last year I wasn't diagnosed with my Celiac disease until mid-May.
Well, my houseguest is supposed to be leaving tomorrow. He had gone to visit a recruiter and was joining the Marines because his parents wouldn't give him money to move to Phoenix. He went to visit them last night and gave them a guilt trip about forcing him into the military where he could get killed or something stupid like that and they gave in. So they gave him money to get to Phoenix and he plans to leave tomorrow. Yippee! I don't care where he goes as long as he gets gone!
My wedding rings are sliding around on my finger big time.