Hi everybody!
Kinda looks like most of you are out with the significant others celebrating Father's Day. I hope you are all having an absolutely wonderful time.
Me, I'm here by myself. The baby is still up at school. I'll be making the trek to pick his stuff up on Friday. Taking mom again so we can stop and visit her brother. He is deteriorating so.
Honey and #1 son have gone to MIS to the Nascar race. Left this morning at 6:00. I went back to bed. It is a glorious day for the race. The sun is shining, not horribly hot and there's a nice breeze. Nothing could be finer.
It seems like the race here is always on Father's Day, ok, usually. We actually have another Nascar race in August, but the June one is the one honey always goes to. He's only missed one in like 9 years. I figure it's something honey likes to do and since it falls on Father's Day, what better way for him to spend his day? (besides, then I get the day to myself
)
I slept in this morning til about 10:30. Read the ads in the paper. Had some breakfast. Now I have to take a run to my FIL's to wish him a happy Father's Day and then the rest of the day is MINE!!! See, this isn't sooooo bad!!!!
My food has been absolutely horrible lately. We went to a graduation party yesterday and I ate the 'nibbles' that were on the table like I haven't eatten in a year. I looked honey square in the eye and said "this has got to STOP!" I told him Monday morning was a new beginning. I am going to catch this damn bandwagon that keeps running by me (****, running over me is more like it!) and I'm jumping back on. There's still time to get 30#'s off by Labor Day and that's my goal.
I weighed in on Monday and I was up another 3.5 taking me back to what I was at the beginning of January. So here I am, 6 months later with nothing to show for it. I'm sick of it! Time to get a grip!!!!
The good thing is, I think I've eatten all the goodies there were in the house, so now I won't have any more temptations and I just won't buy anymore. The #1 son said the other day HE was trying to get things under control. The 'baby' will be home and God knows HE is going to need some help. So if I put my mind to cooking nightly instead of fast fooding it, we should all be alot better off. The nice thing about the guys is that if I tell them to not eat stuff in front of me, they will hide it. Guess I'm making them into closet eaters, but hey, I have to succeed, this is ridiculous!!
Well, now that I have bored you all to death with my rantings, I think I'll go run to Dad-in-law's and then come home and try to get something done for the day.
BTW, I was a 'showgirl' this weekend and we saw
Hollywood Homicide. It is NO theatrical award winner, but if you want some fun and a few good laughs, it was entertaining.
Gotta run. You all have a great day!
"Love, you know, seeks to MAKE happy, rather than to BE happy." - Ralph Connor