woo hoo, I got off my fat butt and worked out!!!!!

So to get back on track with my weight loss goals, I worked out tonight w/ Audrey to some good ol' Gilad Janklowicz. We had some issues with some of the moves, but over all, as uncordinated as I am, we did alright. We invented our own yoga pose: "Pooped-because-we-haven't-worked-out-in-over-a-week-dead-body-pose."

We continued after our 30 minute blast of cardio and weights and did a quick walk to our mailbox, which is a good quarter of a mile there and back. Needless to say, after we were done, she was T-I-R-E-D! She kept up really well and took the breaks she needed. I never push her to continue and she uses 2lb weights which her PE teacher says are more than fine to use. Now she's sleeping soundly, and I'm overly energized. Lucky her.

I guess I could use that lil' burst of energy to work out some more. No such luck, Hayley is having her tummy/play by herself time in her play pen which is parked smack dab in my workout spot. Darn her on stealing my spot, I saw it first! Oh well, I shouldn't have taken my time to move.

I guess I could finish off the dishes. Uhhh, no. They're clean and will stay clean in the nice dishwasher cubby that is better organized than my cupboards right now. Remind me to fix that by the way.

I could put away that last stack of laundry. Nope. I would rather keep that for my Law and Order down time later. I can relax better during that show if I have a pile of laundry in front of me. Just like old times with my mom, folding towels, trying to figure out 'who-dun-it'. It's almost always the first person they interview or the celebrity guest. Even Bill has learned from watching Law and Order with me, I almost always know who is the murderer. I'm quite proud, although it makes for bad entertainment when you can always figure it out 5 mintues into the damn episode.

Maybe, I could better orgranize the office....... Bill's in there on his computer, enjoying his last bit of freedom of his weekly day off from work, playing some 8 ball pool with Rick via Yahoo. Ahh, what a life. lol. I envy Bill sometimes, he has a best friend he can hang out with, tell his secrets to....eww, don't wanna think about my hubby gossiping. But yes, I am jealous.

Ever since I stopped working, I don't get out much. I don't have time to help out at Audrey's school because of Bill's work schedule and I can't take Hayley to where she'll be around lots of kids. I'm not one of those germaphobic moms, her meds have to be stuck to a strict time line and she can't miss any doses. So, if she gets sick, like if she has trouble swallowing or is throwing up a lot, it can mess up her schedule and she can have lots of bad reactions to the lack of medicine in her little body.

I don't mind though, it gives me more Mother-daughter time that I missed so much with Audrey when she was that age. When we were living in Santa Barbara I had to go back to work when Bill couldn't find anything and I missed out a lot on Audrey's growth. He got to have lots of fun with her though so it wasn't a total loss.

I guess I feel like I'm lacking in the "friends who live near by and don't have a life like me" department. All my local friends have work, schooling, and life to tend to, so I guess my best friend at times is going to be, by default, Audrey. Woopty!

Don't get me wrong, I'm sure being friends with an 8 year old is great, but man, you sure don't have a lot in common. I like iCarly and we'll watch some good movies together. But for every good movie we'll watch, she'll make me sit through a really bad one.

Free Willy....still a bad movie. That movie does not age gracefully like others. Monster Squad, that aged gracefully. Princess Bride....The Goonies....Back to the Future, heck even Speed. Free Willy, I don't think so. My idea of a good time isn't to sit and watch a movie about a whale in captivity being set free by a juvenile delinquent who turned his life around because of his great relationship with an orca. I mean, come on people. Yes, I am guilty of being a fan when I was 11, but I didn't know any better. Much like my love for the show Ghostwriter.

I guess I could count Bill as my best friend. We've been together for 9 years, that's something. We're both in the longest relationship either of us have ever been in, and the fact we haven't ended up like Kathleen Turner or Michael Douglas at the end of War of the Roses yet, I think we should earn a medal. Of course, I doubt our dinning room light fixture could support either of our weights, so I don't think that'll ever be a problem.

Well, either way, at least I have a work out buddy with Audrey. She's sweet when we work out together. She cheers me on, although I'd be fine with the occasional encouraging words of "Come on Mommy, you can do it!" or "Come on, one more!" Nope, she says in a sing-song voice in the style of the Micromachine guy from the 80's: "Let's go Momma, you can do it!" It's a real motivator. : )

Well, I best finish this off. Sorry, no cute title or funny send off. Just a good night. Good night!