Excuses

So.  The 30 Day Shred.  Not happening today.

I know, I know.  I said no excuses but this is a crazy week for me at work with my co-worker being gone and one of our students just left and well, I don't handle change well, okay?

The plan is to start it on Friday which is my day off and take it from there.  I would really like to still be alive when I go see Alice in Wonderland on Saturday.



Laters.

Seriously?

Yesterday, while at Wal-mart getting the necessities in life (chocolate milk and peanut butter and fudge cookies), I stumbled upon a never before seen part of the store (mostly because the store is being remodeled and nothing, nothing is where it is supposed to be).  I found myself in the fitness aisle and they had exercise DVDs for $9 each.  $9.  I couldn't pass that up so I bought two, Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred and The Biggest Loser Workout Cardio Mix.

Yes, I'm fairly certain that I am sick.  Especially as I actually plan on trying them.

I've been thinking about exercising for awhile now but it really hit me in February.  February is when we get a physical for our health insurance at work.  They take your pulse, blood pressure, weigh, measure and bleed you to death take a vial or two of blood.  Then they give you a little glossy card with all the above information (including a wonderful BMI chart) and send your blood back to the vampires lab so they can run tests.

I hate that glossy little card.  For the past two years, I have been listed as obese.  Okay, I wear a size 12.  And I am obese. 

So, I have decided that I am going to exercise so that next year I can tell that little card where to go be friends with the little card.  I will be starting the 30 Day Shred tomorrow (Tomorrow?  Really?  Are you sure?  Yes, Kelly tomorrow.  No excuses.)

I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow.  If, ya know, I'm still alive.


Laters.

I'm tired and I wanna go home ...

Home...
Home...
Hooooooome.


(Don't worry if you don't get the reference. Although you are missing out on one awesome John Wayne movie.)

Lack of sleep combined with stupidly forgetting my allergy pill is making Kelly Lynn not a happy camper. I am grumpy and also, snotty.

I am ready to go home to my nice warm bed with my nice warm kitties and perhaps not wake up until oh, April? How does April sound to you?

Alas, I have to go home in the fog, which my weather alert tells me is not just fog but DENSE FOG. Which means snail speed all the way home. Yay!

And there will be no bed for me when I get home. I need to fix supper, clean off the table, put the dishes away from Monday, put the clothes away from Sunday and Monday, and OMG CLEAN THE CAT BOXES! Seriously, two kitties should not feel the need to poop and pee as much as they do.

Then and only then am I allowed into bed. Where I will be smothered by Emme and Kisa. Kisa will sprawl lengthwise down my body (of which she is almost half of me!) and be dead to the world while Emme will pin my legs down and bite me if I move and growl in ALL CAPS because OMG MOM! WE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!

Let me just say that it is not a fun time when the alarm goes off.




Laters.

Okay....

... not sure why my background has pulled a runner.

And now it's back.

Weird.

And now it's gone again.

And back.

:sigh: