My little girl turns two tomorrow (really at 1:16am) and I just love the little imp that she is becoming. Her grandmother says she sees so much of me in her, and then she starts to climb and test her boundaries (which I apparently never did). We are going to the new aquarium and then maybe out for lunch. She is stubborn and independent, loving and too helpful, but I love the little girl she is turning out to be. When I asked her who is turning 2 tomorrow, she pointed to a poster of Minnie Mouse and said "mimmie mouse". I told her that my Minnie mouse is turning two.

My week for eating has not been great, as mom and dad love junk food. I have tried not to eat, but it hasn't gone as well as I would like. That's ok though, if I am in this for the long run (which I am) I have to be able to deal with the "junk". The nice thing about my parent's being here is that one day I was able to walk to and from work, yesterday I walked to the milk store and I still got to zumba.

Sunday is a "Zumbathon" with all the profits going to the local parks and rec fitness director, who has cancer and loves zumba. So my zumba partner and I are going to do zumba for 2 hours (I really hope I don't die).