Boring boring boring

Nothing much to say. But the weather here is beautiful.

Saw Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy on Wednesday. That was
highly entertaining.

Last night we had dinner with our neighbors on their new deck.
They have an adorable 18 month old son. He giggles and runs
around and says “dah” when he sees a dog.

At the gym, they upped my weights. I can barely stand it. My
arms guns are going to be so buff by the wedding, if only
I could get rid of the layer of flab on top of the muscle. Dang.

I got some earrings yesterday that I ordered off eBay. Mail is
always exciting.

I’m going to Baton Rouge tomorrow to spend Mother’s Day with my
mom. I haven’t been to Baton Rouge in aaaages. I wish I had
brought my dress to her house, so I could wear it all weekend.
Alas. It is clearly better that I did not.

I have been very good this week with WW. I’ve been writing down
every little thing, including the sour lifesavers and jolly
ranchers. (Who knew, Jolly Ranchers have 23 calories EACH? What
a caloric rip-off. I need to get some sugar-free ones.)

In three weeks, Kristina is coming to visit. We have already
started on our food grid, I fear that will not be a low-point
weekend. But that’s okay. The day she leaves to go home, I will
leave to go to Raleigh for five days. Thank goodness the hotel
gives you free passes to the YMCA so I can still work out.

There, I wrote stuff.