@#$%&*

Last night I rolled over onto my side and drew my legs up.  My eyes flashed open registering PAIN, and then I realized that my entire gluteous maximus on both sides was feeling those 140 pound glute presses.  I drifted back off to sleep with a big smile on my face.  Sitting down, especially on the hard unforgiving toilet seat, which puts hard unforgiving pressure right on the very area which screams loudest has been an adventure today. 

I had my weight loss contest workout this morning.  The stretcher gave the team a hand out for doing intervals on the treadmill.  The last running segment was a 3 minute run.  The team member next to me was concerend because she had never run for three consecutive minutes.  I talked her through it, gave her some advice that helped me find my own personal running groove,  all while running myself,  and I was so happy for her when she nailed it.  Then we had a pretty good workout.  I had to increase the weights on all the circuits and the stretcher kept warning the team members who hopped onto machines after me that they'd have to lower the weights.  I love that.

I purchased a greek goddess costume for myself today.  Going into the party store?  Hell!  Matt usually takes Josh trick or treating , and I looove that tradition, but this year, my slightly sullen teenager thinks he is going to a teenager party.  The only positive that came out of my trek to the halloween store was seeing and chatting with a classmate of Evan's in the store.  I asked her how Evan behaves in school.  She said he was sarcastic and funny.  I asked if he ever got in trouble for going too far and she cracked a "have I got stories!" smile and vigorously nodded in the affirmative.  I predict that one day someone is going to punch Evan out after one of Evan's failed attempts at being a funny guy.  I hope it's just a punch and not a sawed off shot gun.  Or worse.

I'm very excited to be going to the city tomorrow to go to the big photo expo there.  I am not going to be back in time to get the kids, so I want Matt to take my place as mom/distributor of after school snacks/chauffeur/orderer of chinese food, but he has all kinds of other things planned.  I was less than patient about his personal plans.  I don't think I ask for much.  I need back up tomorrow.  I've been asking Matt for days to let his director know he can't stay at rehearsal past 4 tomorrow.  Has he told her?  No.  Doesn't this kid realize that he has one foot out the door and that if maintains his current level of childhood perfection than he can be a legend of child rearing sheer pleasure and delight for generations to come?  I guess he's not interested.  I'm making him responsible for tomorrow afternoon anyway.

And @#$%&*  I just realized that I forgot to pick up my portfolio from the picture framer to show it to people at the photo forum tomorrow.

Agh!

Comments

[South Beach Steve]

Arghh!! Sorry to hear this.

[molly]

My son was going to host one of those teenager parties, like he has for the past few years, but he's grounded so we cancelled it. His friends are old enough now that his party would be considered quite lame. I'm sure most of them would have left for more interesting events after a short while.

Molly