Some days I have a hard time filling this space up and others I can’t stop talking. I feel a chat coming on so please keep all arms and legs inside the cart at all time…

First off, my bestest friend in the whole world is falling apart. She is the most organized, intelligent, level headed woman that I have ever known and she is an emotional mess right now. I am so scared that she will end up back with her just recently declared ex-husband. She just moved in with a super nice guy but I think that’s just it. He is really considerate and really nice and attentive but I don’t think there is a lot of spark. Her ex is a nice enough guy who is really young and immature and selfish and made a lot of bad choices. But he had a lot of ‘bad boy’ spark. My heart hurts so much for her. She took last Friday off to spend the day with me and Boo and we had a really nice time playing. She had talked to the ex the evening before (yes, after a few too many) and that’s when it all started again. I know she will be okay and I just want her to be happy... but we all have to get there, and learn from our own experiences don’t we?

I've always gone for the bad boy too but they are so much more balanced at 40. hehehehe

Matty is building me some shelves along the garden shed to store all my containers and pots on! It is going to be great. He is so good at that stuff. But last night he busted his thumb wide open and it is really bad. I should have made him go get it checked out and I didn’t. I feel bad. It is probably too late to stitch it if it needed it at this point. I will never do that again! When in doubt, just send him!! The worst thing would be that he sat in the ER for a couple of hours and then got sent home. What was I saying about learning your lessons earlier???

So last night I almost melted down about this weight loss thing. It wasn’t too much more than 4 years ago that I lost 40 pounds in 4 months, and was the fittest ever and looking great. Now it’s just like I’m beating my head against the wall. I have done everything right with calories and I have done daily exercise… (not intense every day but certainly more than I was…) I have stayed completely away from sugar. In 24 days I have lost 5 pounds. I know, I should stick with it, 5 pounds is 5 pounds. But then this morning, I was emailing Emily and it just dawned on me. I was telling her about my morning... how, I spilled stuff on my lap when I threw a can away this morning, then I dropped a dollar in the Starbuck’s drive thru… I forgot to bring my cell phone in from the car, I lost my badge to get into work (which the guard handed me when I got on, I apparently dropped it in the parking lost last night) I am feeling so mopey and crappy and, wait! It has been 24 days you idiot. Hello PMS. At least now I know I’m not just psycho. It’s just those darn hormones. I know Honey, I don’t know how they work but they really do wreak havoc on you. Call me crazy, but that might be another reason that when I have woken the last 2 mornings I feel like I just put my head down.

On a happier note, the little munchkin is going right to sleep at bedtime now. 4 nights did the trick! Now he doesn’t even fuss, he just cuddles down and goes to sleep. He is an absolute joy. I can’t imagine life without him. He is such a rough and tumble boy, I know he is going to be on Daddy’s heels every moment soon. Why Dad? What's this for Dad?

So I stopped and got a grande mocha, non-fat, no-whip this morning as a semi splurge to tame the savage PMS beast. I think it helped.

That and drinking my water!!
Thanks for letting me vent. Hugs to all.