I really hope that house wasn't looking out their window with binaculars

This week has been all about me stressing out too much…and me eating too much sugar. Last week, I made it about three days total without any HFCS and minimal sugar in the form of KIND bars. I really like sugar a lot and one of my favorite ways to eat sugar is in the form of a Reeses PB cup. I’ve tried the all natural, Newman’s ones…and they just aren’t the same without all of the extra chemicals. Boo to that, I say!

Stress…so back to that, nothing major…it’s just that some people can be so unpleasant. And stupid. But I can and will do all things through Christ who strengthens me to “kick butt” as needed. Kick butt=handle things in a mature, adult-like fashion. Of course.

OH and the countdown to my new phone…!!! I started counting down the days at 17 days…then that made me sad. Then when it was two weeks to go, I thought it was only one week…and I cried. No biggie though! I had been dealing with my crapberry for two years and I could handle one more week. Well, on Monday, my phone stopped working. I didn’t really think too much about it as I discovered this late in the afternoon. I thought my texts just weren’t going out-Got home, changing out of my workclothes, and Shamu comes busting in the door and sez, “Oh HAI! Ijustcouldn’twaitherezurnewphonesorry.” Ta-da!

I’m in luuuurrrvvvv! Hello Amee and welcome to the Android! It’s sooo awesome and pretty and fast and big. (That’s what she…wait, family show!) It’s a Samsung Galaxy S2 and this phone makes me feel older and stupider each day.


Is bigger better? I don't care! It's not a stupid piece of Blackberry crap and I finally can play Angry Birds! Wheeee! Mine is the one on the left...(I mean my other left. Geesh!) the "not the iphone" one. The bigger one. Except, I don't have that button thing down at the bottom. It's all touchy feelie.

Running…I have GOT to get back into the game here. And by game, I mean weights. I have been dragging myself to the gym (We just got our first snow!) at 4:30 every morning, but this week, I skipped Monday and Thursday. Monday was understandable since I ran 6 miles on Sunday. Thursday, I was just being a puss.

Today, I was supposed to make it seven miles and I only made it to four. Why you ask? (As I divert your attention away from the topic of weight lifting.) Well here’s a list of why I’m a weenie tot and only ran four miles today.

Why I’m a weenie-tot and only ran four miles today list:
1. It was snowing
2. I waited until too late in the day (fueling issues)
3. I over-fueled with too much coffee and delicious but empty carbs and not enough carbs
4. My ipod crapped out at mile three
5. Snow was flying into my eyeballs
6. I really had to pee

So, I did what any normal weenie-tot would do and I called for a cab. My cab driver was Indian. He called me honey and said I was adorable. Should I be concerned? He’s taking me out to the movies tonight. I obviously haven’t learned my lesson yet.

Speaking of peeing....see #6 right above. To the house on Crystal Springs...if you were being all stalkerish or just happened to be looking out of your front window with binaculars, I am truly sorry.

PS Do you like my new picture banner? I worked on it for waaaayyy tooooo long this morning. It's not perfect. It will do.