We joined the Y. I'm looking forward to getting a little more fit than I am now. That's how I'm looking at it. Little steps; little at a time. Otherwise the goal seems too big. It's a very nice facility, kind of new, great pool, awesome fitness area, rock climbing wall for the Oldest to learn on, teach dancing lesons (which I'm all over, really want to learn the different dances, maybe I can convince my honey to take it with me {good luck with that I hear you say}. They have daycare for 1.5 hours while you work out, for FREE. AND I got my joining fee waived because of the company I work for, go figure.
So it's do or die, better myself or don't better myself; game on. Right? Little. Just little at a time. I am excited though.
We saw Blades of Glory tonight with a couple of our friends. We went to dinner REALLY early to this nice seafood place and then hopped over to the theater to see this movie. Don't go see it. Don't waste your money. Taladega nights was MUCH MUCH funnier. By far. I was so in the mood for laughing and just seeing a distraction type movie but it was so stupid (which I was expecting stupid but stupid funny; we didn't really get the funny) that it almost was pissing me off. Waste. BUT we were all hanging out and that was the best part really. So all in all, great night.
Not much of a Nor'easter event like they predicted. See, you never know when to believe them or not and when you don't, you get slammed and caught off guard with no water and no provisions etc and then when you prepare; nothing. Nada.
So I'm making homemade chicken potpie for dinner. Get the ready made dough in the refrigerated section by the rolls, cookies and biscuits, get the chicken breast in a can, progresso soup, mixed vegetables and condensed chicken soup, mix all together, put in the pie shell, place second pie shell on top and walla, homemade pot pie. Not totally homemade but pretty darn close....am in the mood for something like that on this grey and rainy day.
Off to church after the Oldest's Religious Education/Sunday School. I'm totally rambling, not like me to post and not have a particular subject, I'm just regurgitating stuff at this point. Let me put you out of your misery and sign off now. My mind is all over the place. Could it be the Vicodan, Flexoril and prednisone I'm on for my back? Yeah, I'm thinkin' yeah. Probably. I'll just float away now..
J
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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