Good morning! Today is my first day back from the long weekend - gotta love that President's Day Holiday. I celebrated the great men of our country's past by taking it easy. If I had a good weekend completely depends on perspective.
I spent a good portion of the weekend hating my body.
So its either -
My body is a magician's attempt to saw a little boy, and a chunky woman in half, only he put the wrong pieces back together.
I have the body of an Olympic speed skater.
Seriously - look at one of those chicks next time they are on TV. They've got this tiny upper body then the thighs of a body building man!
As for Valentine's day either -
My husband complained the whole time we worked the charity event, then just bought something at the silent auction just to give me a gift. No matter that the present didn't have any of the cool features that I requested.
Jay and I attended a formal gala where he purchased a heart rate monitor (the gift I requested for Valentine's Day) in a silent auction.
You can see how this is stacking up right?
So while I can sit back and tell you that most of my weekend sucked, its probably just a case of me being a spoiled little brat with PMS.
Moving a long to President's Day, either -
We lost power because my husband doesn't plan properly, nor does he document important decisions.
We spent a romantic evening snuggling and reading by candle light.
Here's the deal - when he turned the power on at the farmhouse, the utility company asked for a cutoff date for the rental. Jay told them Feb 15th, then never thought another word about it. Not even when I called him yesterday and told him the power was out. "Maybe someone hit a pole on the next street up."
Our power goes out all the time for no apparent reason. I'm one of those people who don't call it in because I assume the rest of the neighborhood has. No point in bugging the crap out of them - its not going to get the power back on any faster.
But after 2 hours of no power, I finally called it in. At 5:01 PM.
They promptly called Jay back and told him that the power was off because he told them to cut it off. Due to the late hour they wouldn't be able to turn it back on until tomorrow.
Did I mention it got into the 20s last night? Thankfully the house is well insulated and we like to snuggle.
I loaded the perishables in the Fridge in my rolly cooler and put it on the back porch. Its cold enough that it'll be fine - unless a neighborhood stray cat or dog has learned how to unzip a zipper.
Since this is True Confessions Tuesday over at the sisterhood I'll leave you with one final confession.
I ate like crap all weekend, shoveling food into my mouth with reckless abandon.
I did a wonderful job of enjoying myself this weekend, without obsessing over weight loss or calorie counting.
So you see, the choice is up to you.
and that's no bull.