Saturday, April 2, 2011

Odds & Ends

I skipped a day of posting. That wasn't my intention. I've had the wind knocked out of my sails the past couple of days, and I didn't feel very funny.

But it was actually a good test. I didn't run for comfort food.

Yay me.

The family and I spent an awesome day together today at a couple of museums.

Our oldest (5) was afraid of the dinosaurs in the museum because he thought it was going to be like on Dino Dan--dinos running amock everywhere. We had to basically force him in until he saw that it was nothing like that.

We came home to find our "Live Insects" had arrived. In a tiny little cardboard box.

3-5 caterpillars for our Live Butterfly Garden.

R has been begging us to get this since he saw the commercial on Sprout 572 times in the last week. It was cheap, so I agreed.

Now I am totally grossed out.

I haven't opened the box yet, despite the "Open Immediately" label plastered on the outside.

We're hoping they aren't dead.

It just seems so wrong to not only be inviting larvae in my house, but to actually be pay for it.

So here I sit. It's after 9pm and I am just now eating my dinner. It's cashew chicken. And it has an odd smell that could be a deal breaker for me. It smells like a bed that has been peed in.

Don't ask.

The diet is going really well. I was even able to maintain it today while we were out and about all over creation. I just took my food with me.

I survived the treats we bought the kids.

This is no small task. If you know me, you KNOW I have a sweet tooth. Or 32 of them.

If someone were to look, I'm pretty sure they'd see the letters M&M in my DNA.

Dinner at the in-laws the other night included desserts of peanut butter cookies with hershey kisses, sugar cookies, and angel food cake with whipped cream.

I had exactly none.

I got all excited today after all the walking at themuseum and on the treadmill. My calorie count was too low and I had visions of "having" to eat a cookie to "even it out."

But Lucky for me, when I input my dinner, it was a moot point.

I weigh in Tuesday. Cannot wait.

I've promised myself that come a 20lb weight loss or Easter (whichever comes first) I am treating myself to NOT 1 but 2 Cadbury eggs.

Because I Heart them with a capital 'H.'

Now I'm off to watch a movie with the hubbs and squeeze in some school work. Not sure how that's going to play out. I'll probably end up asleep before the opening credits roll.
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