So I didn’t post yesterday because I was driving the 6 hr round trip to beautiful Albuquerque, New Mexico. I got there, spent 15 minutes in the doctor’s office, and got in my car to drive home. Ugh what a drag. I did treat myself to three brand new CDs for the long-ass drive. Yes, I bought my first Britney Spears CD on itunes Tuesday night. I also bought the new cd from Little Big Town, as well as Paul Van Dyk’s CD- “In Between”. Eclectic mix huh? I also had my own mix, which I named “Egg Donor Mix 2007” haha– Songs ranging from “The Sweetest Girl” to “Crazy Bitch”
In other news, I have hacked the workout tree for two days in a row. I’m bad. Poor JL is the lone survivor, but I promise to get it together tomorrow. I WILL workout.
I was also shamed by a 3 year old on Tuesday, which may be one of the reasons I haven’t felt inspired to workout. I was eating lunch at Himalayan Cuisine, and a little child at the other table point to me and says “Mommy, that girl is fat.”
The parents quickly scooped their kid up and ushered him/her out the door. I called for the check, completely humiliated. That has never happened to me before. Nothing like a 3 year old to completely crush your good feelings on making an effort to lose weight. My mom says its just Karma, because I did the same thing when I was three. Ughhh. Either way, it was not a fun experience, and I can’t wait for LB to do the same thing one day.
I also have this lingering feeling that my babydaddy is going to skip town. He’s told me he is ditching his caretakership in Mancos, and feels like “starting over somewhere new”. I really wouldn’t know how to explain that to LB without making him look like a complete asshole. But I guess she’ll figure it out on her own. Must be nice to be able to run away every time you have a problem.
I woke up numerous times last night, having bitten my tongue in my sleep. I think I need to go soak in a hot springs or something before I wake up one night choking on my own blood. Anyone have an idea on reducing stress that doesn’t involve exercise or food, oh and it has to include a 17 month old toddler. UGHH.