Remember When?

Okay...don't make fun of me...I just went down and pulled out my wedding dress. I was looking at photos for work and I came across our wedding photos. I was looking at my face and thinking..."I looked fat". Then, it popped into my head that I weigh less now than I did when I got married...I wonder if my dress will still fit. I guess I should let everyone know that my plan is to renew my vows with my husband at 10 years and I would like to be able to wear the same dress...I guess I would have to have it resized...it's a little too big. It isn't bad too big...because of the design of the dress...but size 16 is a little extreme for someone that has managed to make it down to a size 10...

I am NOT complaining...just pointing out a cool fact...

C'ya!

Another One??

Good Lord! When will the insanity end?? Everyone I know is getting pregnant ~ not that it's a bad thing, but everyone wants to know when we will be popping one out...The answer to that is that we just enjoy practicing ~ the child part will not be happening any time soon!

Now, the real reason for this post ~ my younger brother called me the other day to let me know they are expecting their first the end of March next year! I'm sooooooooo excited! He asked me if I was going to be coming to his house pretty soon to watch movies in his new theater. He said we could watch movies and knit booties. It took me about 3 times of him saying for me to figure it out. I kept saying "I don't know how to knit". DUH!!

There's your funny for the day. Now back to regular programming.

C'ya!

Five More Days

I was sitting on the porch swing with my husband this evening and this phrase came out of my mouth. Five more days of being somewhat worthless. The doctor said I was looking great and that everything is just as it should be. However, he said I should take it easy for one more week. No lifting, excessive bending, etc...I guess I will continue to go to work and sit around and just do some studying for my A+ exam...not totally worthless but feeling that way. The other news the doctor advised me was that I cannot tan my newly acquired scars for at least 3 months. He did say I could start soaking and swimming though. So, I went out, bought a new top for my swimsuit, and spent all day today lounging in a swimming pool. It felt great! However, I am so disappointed that I worked so hard to get into a bikini and now I can't wear it! Oh well, next summer...

I'm in the mood for some peaches and cream and then sleep. So off to bed.

C'ya!