I decided to just take a few moments from what promises to be a busy day to just write about my recent 'goings on'.
This morning when I arrived at work I realized that I forgot my lunch. Saddened but quick to adapt I pulled out my fish coin purse (courtesy of one of my sister's trips) and decided that I would just have to go to the snack shelf upstairs in IT to see what I could buy that would satisfy me and hopefully be more nutritional than just stuffing my face with chocolate all afternoon. Not that I would object to that prospect, I just don't want to gain 5 pounds today. Suddenly, I remembered that the coffee shop in the main building has quiche. I LOVE quiche ( as a few of my readers recently discovered I love quiche to the point of distraction; you know who you are). Guess what I just got yesterday on my way out of chapel in honor of our company winning a workplace safety award? A gift certificate to said coffee shop! SCORE.
My husband and I are trying to get back into our workout routine after completely abandoning it over the holidays, excusing it's absence during our fast in January and complaining of being "too busy" through the entire month of February. By March we stopped even trying to justify our behavior and just lollygagged in laziness until one morning I woke up and my dress pants were workin' a little too hard to stay buttoned. We have been working out 3 times a week since then. Early this morning I was working out to an exercise video and using a large can of hominy and large lion bookend for weights. Possibly it's time for an investment?
(I am kidding of course, I am fully aware that I am far from being overweight)
In other news, I recently had a filling and it took 4 hours for me to feel my face and tongue again. As this was right before dinner, and I like eating, we had a problem. My filling was at 4:30pm and by 6:30pm I was hitting angry hungry. My husband bought me a milkshake so I could at least get my tummy filled. At about 8 it was finally mostly better. At which time I devoured 4 chicken nuggets and a microwave dinner. I was just about to start snacking on a bag of reeses' pieces when my husband spotted me. Dismayed at the fact that I was about to stuff my face with candy having received a filling only hours ago he shamed me into putting them away. "At least wait 24 hours!" he said. Party pooper.
Happy Friday eve everyone!