I have exactly one week to get this party shit together…the husband is rounding up all the work RSVPs today. Why do people always wait until the last minute for these things?
The tree is finished…..that’s it, nothing else is done…no garlands, no door swag, no ribbons….I think I’m having a hard time believing it’s time for Christmas already! I do have the menu pretty much done and I think I’ll be making the citrus punch again that I made last year - huge hit!
My birthday is Christmas, I’ll be 38…boo. Life needs to slow the fuck down. I enjoy it too much.
It has, at least, been cold…like it should be in December. That makes me happy.
I bought a mini pack of those coconut Raffaello Ferrero bonbons the other day…how the hell am I supposed to get skinny with all of this delicious food around all the time? Between my primal need to pack on a winter layer of fat and nothing but goodies, parties and new recipes to try, I don’t stand a chance
I’ve recently changed my wardrobe to about 90% black, I’m so much happier. Sometimes, it’s just easier to be who you really are and not worry about what the soccer moms think.
Mini had a race last night and after an amazing warm up, came bouncing over to tell me that she’d figured out how to better take the corners! And boy did she! Shaved 1 1/2 seconds off her previous best lap time! WAY TO GO MINI!!!
I think it’s getting to be time to call a coach…..
Also, I’m still ob.sessed. with finding the right pair of black ankle pants….Ann Taylor was just about right…just about….
I finally ordered the table for the front room, so we can start that transition….it’s now backordered until February. -_____-
“I put my hand on him. Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. I never could explain why. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love?”—Jonathan Safran Foer, ”Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close” (via seabois)
My son - he turned 17 about 2 weeks ago…..17….ans seeing all the new babies here this week makes me wonder when the hell 17 happened….I mean, I know when it happened, but I mean damn life - slow.your.roll.
My mini tried a new track last Sunday…she did good but I could tell she was holding back quite a bit. She’s very cautious when something is new so we’ve got to work on the confidence…she’ll be doing an enduro (1 hour) at the new track next week.
Capwell is in love with his new bed. Danes don’t have much, if any, body fat so they need a good bed. I usually get his beds at Petco (the only place that carries the xxxl) and have to replace them pretty regularly because he wears out the foam, well, the other day my man and I had our Costco date and came across this amazing memory foam bed with a pillow top (for half the price of the others!)…it’s a little small but he sure doesn’t seem to mind. He has never spent so much time in his bed before! haha
The Christmas party is on! Which means I have approximately 2 weeks to get it together….for 35 people…..I love a good challenge
I have about 8 million ideas for the house again…and I can’t stop thinking about them
I’m on a desperate search for new music….well, I guess that’s not news
One of my sisters is an innkeeper in PA and is having a bunch of my other relatives for Thanksgiving, including my Nana. My Nana has had a difficult year. My Grandad suffers from Lewy Body (similar to dementia). She’s had to make the difficult choice to put him in a home as she can no longer care for him and I’m sure is dealing with denial and guilt about the situation, so I’m glad she finally gets a chance to relax, take care of herself for a little while and enjoy time with family! I am also jealous that I’m not part of it.
I’m thinking I need to cancel my gym membership…I never use it…besides, I already know what to do.
on that note, I did strength training this morning….lunges, squats, leg lifts and push-ups….my legs are jello.