Can I just TELL you how gorgeous it is outside? After we’ve had overcast skies or outright rain for the past week, today is just PERFECT. Cool, breezy, tons o’ sun.
And here I am, in a cube.
BUT! There are many upshots!
Today, Bryan and I are visiting OUR NEW HOUSE. Our realtor likes to do some sort of final walk-thru (schmalk-thru) before closing. I think it makes more sense to do that AFTER the family’s vacated the premises, but whatevs. Any excuse to get back into OUR NEW HOUSE and try and remember what it looks like. Because, seriously? There were two or three houses we considered buying, and we visited those as many as four times. I can STILL walk through them in my mind. But this house? The one we’re actually buying? Yeah, no clue. I ran through it during their open house and called Bryan to say, “Yeah, you should look at this one when you get a chance.”
(Here’s where I’ll admit that I don’t even remember how to get to the house.)
SO! All of that will happen today. I might even write down directions.
ALSO! This morning, I made a super secret stop which is probably not even really a big ole secret, but I am SO PLEASED WITH MYSELF. See, I suck at presents. Truly. I am not a gifted giver. (HA.) So when an occasion arises that requires a gift, and someone actually specifies the gift they want, MANOHMAN, am I there. Even if it means lining up when the store opens and fending off tons of soccer moms and enduring this paper-cut war-wound:
(I know. Cry me a river. BUT IT HURT LIKE A BIOTCH.)
Dude, I will endure all of that and more for the ones I love. Like my husband. Who will be FIT now. (TEEHEEHEEE, I SO SCORED.)
Oh! And tonight is Group Centergy at the gym, which I LURVE. Kari and Jenni and I will be contorting ourselves in odd poses and pretending not to fart as we do so. Then we will “meditate” (i.e. SLEEP) for ten minutes as we find our center.
So, I’ve gained two pounds this week. Which sucks because I’m doing everything right, which prompts me to think that I’m losing fat but gaining muscle. Seriously. I know that sounds like a cop-out, like when the dryer shrinks my clothes, but seriously, I feel more toned. Ask Bryan. He’s felt the tonedness.
Finally, in response to everyone’s question “How’s Willie doing?”, I leave you with the photographic evidence that Willie is out to take over the world:
I see the light… am I supposed to walk towards the light?
I couldnt remember where one of our bathrooms were or what it looked like. I knew it existed but that was about it. There were lots of detalis I forgot too.. mostly good ones. I hope you fall in love with it all over again.
I get nasty cardboard papercuts almost everytime I unload the diet coke- something about those boxes are teh EvihL!
If Bryan reads this you know hes cracked the FIT “code” right?
Christina’s last blog post..Delusional
OMG! Willie looks like when “Yanoosh” is possessed by “Vigo” in Ghostbusters two!!!!!! Remember, when he walks down the hall and his eyes light up!
You don’t have any like, restored paintings lying around the house, do you?
Or he looks like the rabbit in Donnie Darko when Donnie tries to stab the rabbit in one eye.
Back in the fall, I was drinking a lot of Red Bulls and they really made me feel like I was being shot out of a cannon. I loved the stuff. Problem is, that junk is expensive. Who can afford to drink more than one a day? Certainly not me. My money goes to more enterprising pursuits, like laminating equipment and buying ladies drinks. I wish I could drink six or seven cans of the stuff a day to keep me going, but until I win the lottery, that’s not happening. When I was in the convenience store the other day, though, I saw this new energy drink called VivaMaxxPlus, so I decided to give it a shot.
Let me tell you, that stuff is amazing. They’re half the price of the Bull and they get my heart going even faster. It’s incredible. I drink a whole mess of them at lunchtime and then I’m awake until the sun comes up. It really helps me get through the workday and then my real workday, which starts at around 10pm. It’s hard to explain the feeling I get, but it’s like someone hooked up a battery to my body and it’s in charge of making my blood flow, but the dial that controls the speed got messed up and it’s stuck on “super fast.” That’s exactly what it feels like. That, or stepping on an exposed wire at a construction site where you’re trying to scam some copper late at night. I know what that feels like and VivaMaxxPlus is pretty similar.
I decided I have to limit myself to three or four a day or else I’m going to get in some real trouble. Any more than that and I get pretty aggressive. Last week, I drank five cans of the sauce and when this new lady started questioning me about what I did at work, I freaked out. I started imagining me and her on a go-kart track, but she didn’t have a go-kart and my go-kart had all kinds of James Bond spy weapons on it. Right when I started picturing myself shooting her with my dashboard missiles, I realized I needed to take it down a notch. I’m not a violent person, but there’s something in that VivaMaxxPlus that makes me craaaaaaazy.
I wonder if they sell a decaf version…