Workin' out so I can work IT...

I started a new diet/exercise program the 2nd week of January and I am really diggin' it! Well, I say diet and exercise, but my diet sucks....the exercise portion, however, ROCKS. I am doing work out program called ChaLean Extreme from the family of the Beachbody exercise programs (they have given us Turbo Jam and P90x to name a couple). I was turned on to this workout by my new, very cool friend, Sarah. The cost for the program was not cheap (it was $120), but it is FAR CHEAPER than a gym membership, and so much easier. You can schedule work out times online with your workout buddies and "meet up", so you have that accountability going on. I have dropped almost 7 pounds, and would probably be able to do more if I would drink my water and eat the way I should all the time, but I do the best I can with my eating and make my workouts every day. If any of my readers (all 2 of you ☺) are interested at all in checking out Sarah's other programs/products, go on and visit her at her website: http://www.turbosarah.blogspot.com/ You'll be glad you did ☺

Okay...

So, I returned about an hour ago from seeing Marley & Me, and boy do I have a headache....you know, from crying AND sobbing. I think the girl sitting next to me was made of stone...not one single tear, sniffle, sob...NOTHING. I'm not sure she was even human. Anyway, when I dressed this morning I totally forgot that I was going to the movies because I put on mascara (non waterproof) and eyeliner. I had black streaks down my cheeks and black rings around my red eyes. I did, however, give Cybil (my 12 year old dog for those who may not know), A LOT of extra attention. She really is the greatest dog ever born and my children (especially the youngest) love her dearly. Daniel's words are "I love you Cybil the whole wide world"....said to her while he is laying his head on her. Even before seeing this movie, that made me tear up, but NOW.....oh boy.

Am I crazy or what???

I am going with my friend this afternoon to see Marley & Me. I have heard all the reviews and I know how it ends, and I have been known to tear up at a commercial, my dog is 12 years old AND I know the pain of watching your beloved animal being put to (eternal) sleep, so why am I going? I certainly can't be THAT desperate to get out of the house, can I? I don't know, but I'm going anyway. Popcornless with a smuggled bottle of water in my bag. At least the tickets are free.

I say

that if it's going to be 20 degrees outside, why won't it just freakin' snow???? I HATE, HATE, HATE the cold, but at least if it snows, then there's a reason for the coldness. C'mon, Old Man Winter, quit being such a wuss and snow on us already, while it is still WINTER. I am sick of this snowing in April crap!

I have one nerve left

and that little shithead Michael is ALWAYS on it! Does that mean it's time to go back to work? Or do I just need to get away from him more often. aaaarrrrrggggghhhhh