Life's a garden, dig it? I shouldn't be wishing the rain away. I love it. It's so good for all things green. However, the darkness, chill in the air and soothing sound it makes doesn't make me want to leap to my feet in the morning. Poo! We had some good snuggles going when the alarm went off for the second time, which meant we had to roll our asses on out of bed and take hold of the new day we'd been given. "Let's do this thing" often crosses my mind. We've been weighing every morning. It's a new thing. I'm hating it. I can't report that we've lost any weight really. We're both working out. Lee is hitting the recumbent religiously and has been doing push-ups every morning. I have been jogging several days a week, spinning and doing my sit-ups (when I remember to). I've, also, attempted to add some free weights to my routine. PAIN! My upper body is in terrible condition apparently. I'll do some reps, and a couple of days later wonder who beat me the hell up. They're the devil, for sure. I'll be loving them again in a month or so though. Like butter. I'm ready to spruce up the house with new curtains. Need to find time to scan the fabric stores and find what I like....love. This house is such a mess right now. Spring fever has scattered my brain. Not that it wasn't already. I feel the need to apologize for my consistent lack of attention.
Joe Dirt is awesome. If you say you like the movie, but you don't grasp his upbeat philosophy, you're full of shit.
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