A quota entry!
Going to Jersey’s tonight for Joss’ benefit party. I really hope we have a great turnout! Well, I’m sure we will, Joss is well-known and loved by a TON of people. The bar and restaurant industry, she is incestuous, and they’ve all worked with each other multiple times, at multiple establishments. I’ll bring the camera, of course, and have a ton of pictures to share soon. Because I know y’all can’t get enough of my pictures. Admit it.
Is it weird that I’m more looking forward to Thanksgiving than to Christmas? I think Marie is going to have the expectation that we decorate, since she’s home with us this year, and I SO don’t want to do it. I guess I could tell her that if she wants it, she has to do it. But I know come, oh, January 17th, the stuff will still be up and I’ll be the one who has to drag it all back down again. Meh. I ADORED Christmas when Calvin and I first got together, it waned a bit when the kids got older and Michael moved out, surged to the forefront again with the grandbabies were born, and now I’d like to just skip it altogether.
I’m such a bad, bad Christian.
I am pretty much over being sick, which means I have no more excuse to not work out and eat right again. It’s kind of nice to put everything else on hold but the goal of just feeling better, when you’re sick. I didn’t give a good god damn about my appearance or my weight, didn’t feel guilty that I wasn’t eating right (kind of because I wasn’t eating much at all!), and it didn’t cross my mind once that I should flop around on the elliptical. Now, all of those “gotsta do’s” have come right on back. Phooey.
Uh, okay. That’s all I got today, folks!
(Today’s icon = just because.)