Since my DH and I are leaving early in the AM for the Mayhem Festival, I'm posting this super early. I am curious whether we will freeze to death, or if the weather will swing and we roast. I'm rooting for freezing, with no sun. I'm not in the mood to get burned.... and I am going to try to enjoy my lone night out as much as I can. DH has decided we have to pick up a Slayer onesie at the show, LOL. Poor kid, she's going to look back at photos one day and think her parents are nuts.
Wait, we are.
We were talking about pulling out the little wading pool, notice how we do that and it turns cold here?
I am so not happy with my body anymore. I try not to watch calories because I suffered from eating issues for years, but ick, it's really bothering me. I think my problem is I have the habit of indulging my DH too much... well, because that's what we as wives are programmed to do, right? I'm not one of those wives that makes my DH go along with the flow, to me it's my job to make him happy with my cooking, and maybe I do that a little too well, LOL. My eating habits have really changed since we have been married. Now I sneak in extra veggies, less meat by adding TVP, bread crumbs, etc, but I eat way more cooked food than I used to. I pretty much lived off of fruit, veggies, a little bit of chicken, and oh, ok cheeeeese. Now I see more pasta, bread, and other meat in our diet - which is not flattering for my thighs!
I forgot to turn on the sprinkler almost every night over the last week. Can you say crunchy grass? The backyard is total straw.
Oh well, it's a little bit of Texas here in Washington.
I am still really struggling. I've been thankful to have my parents and Toby Won Kenobi around so it's not so empty, but I am still crying every 5 minutes. I was already really struggling before this happened, and it's just been super hard. It's not that we don't have 5 other pets roaming around the house too, but Pudgy was the first one rescued together after we were married, and she also was my therapy - I was having a very hard time dealing with everything at the time she landed on our laps. We are open to having another corgi come into our lives, but DH is very adamant that it has to be another girl... which is funny, because I was leaning to a boy. (The corgi I had before Pudgy was a boy)
Why is it I own a ton of purses that don't look like diaper bags, but they are all put away? I refuse to use anything resembling a diaper bag tomorrow. Completely, totally REFUSE!
Speaking of today, you'd think it was the prom the way my mother has been hovering over me all day yesterday. Make sure your nails are done! What are you wearing? Did you try your shoes on? Let's curl your hair. What jewelry are you wearing?LOL!
And since I want to close this on a less depressing note, let me share with you my favorite commerical of all time.
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