I am such a bad bad girl. I was doing so well on the 30 Day Shred and then on Wednesday I didn’t do it because I felt sick and my ankle was hurting. It was still hurting Thursday. And Friday. And Saturday… you get the point. It wasn’t hurting bad enough that I couldn’t go to the mall or to get groceries or even go for a walk with the dogs, but it hurt too much for my workouts. Yeah yeah, I’m a bad liar. I admit it, I was lazy. You know what, those workouts are so damn hard but I think it’s mostly because I am using 5 pound weights when I should only be using 3 pounds. Come on now, I’m much too cheap to go out and buy new weights. Now, I think I may have to. I was cheating and doing the workouts without weights at all, which is probably why I’ve only lost one pound in the 2 weeks or so that I did the workouts. Or it could have been all the chocolate I’ve been eating. It’s anyone’s guess.

I can’t help it. I like food. I hate salads and plates half full of vegetables (unless it’s broccoli!). I like pasta and potatoes and CHEESE. I don’t like to deprive myself of things that I like because I will just end up binging on it after awhile. Trust me on that one, I’m not new to this whole diet and exercise thing.

Okay so anyway, this post was not supposed to be about how I suck at working out and eating healthy foods. But I do. Just so you know. And I’m going to try to snap out of it and get back into my routine. I’d at least like to do my daily workouts, if nothing else. I felt so good about myself when I would do them.

NOW. What I was tryyyyyying to say - today was a family day. We went to visit my dad and then my mom. Elliott was a bit fussy around 2 o’clock and then again around 6. I don’t know if it was because he’d just had too much excitement for one day or that he was just being a little shit. Either way, he really let some screams out. I think I may have lost my hearing. All I can hear is screams, over and over and over again. My head hurts.

We had a good time watching Survivor Man (that guy is way too extreme for me - but I would like to be his friend if I ever got lost in the middle of the Dominican Republic) with my dad. I think Elliott was interested in the cooked tarantula spider that apparently had lots of good meat, he could not look away from the screen. Good. Now I have someone else that can GET THE SPIDER AWAY FROM ME when I see one crawling around in my house.

Even though my mom’s dog would not look at him, Elliott had fun staring at the little ball of fluff while it walked around nervously thinking MUST NOT LOOK AT BABY. My mom also gave us a chest of drawers that she had in her basement so I now have somewhere to store my gifts that I collect throughout the year. Not MY gifts, but the ones I give away. I’m not crazy, you know.

It was a good day and now I think I will go to bed. Slipping under the sheets and sinking into bed after a long day has got to be one of the best feelings ever.