I am driving myself to Charlotte on Friday to go see my sister and my mom, and the big kids are tagging along so they can spend some time with their grandparents.
I cannot even begin to explain how badly I need a weekend.
I am SO VERY looking forward to being sans kids for a few days.
I went for a trim last night, because I had wings in my hair, and I told my chick to go a tad shorter on the sides. Maybe 1/4", so that my hair wouldn't look like a new millenium rendition of the Flying Nun.
I now have super short hair. So I need to lose a lot of weight, really fast, so that my head is in proportion to my body.
Oh the problems of having a small head.
I was at Target the other night, grocery shopping, and I didn't buy any chips. Or ice cream.
It was....slightly agonizing. Very much so. I wanted so badly to grab a bag of kettle cooked salt and vinegar chips, but I didn't. I refrained.
I'm still craving those damned chips but at least they're not around. I can't eat it if it's not here.
I've also worked out every day, and the other night Chris and I were chatting about stuff (really, I was talking and gesticulating with my hands as I tend to do), and he interrupts me and goes 'whoa, Jess, I can really tell you're working out...your arms are starting to look all muscular'.
SO THAT WAS AWESOME.