Today was BUSY.

My husband informed me last night that we were due at the in-laws house at 1pm for "dinner." I had completely forgotten about this, but they have been talking about it for awhile, so there was absolutely no backing out of it (psh- as if we do that that much anyway, yet we still get guilt tripped).

So I had my conditions. If dealing with in-laws: must have coffee. If drinking coffee: must exercise to soothe over coffee calorie guilt.

If exercising and husband is home must try for a FULL exercise session, we're talking stretch, warm up, intense heart rate up yet not overwhelming, and then cool down and that is super stressful in a 10 minute period, trust me I've tried, so I told husband I wanted a full 30 mins.

So I warmed up with the treadmill listening to my nice, slow, christian music playlist on YouTube, to get a little inspiration and some reflection time. Then after 14 minutes of walking and 1 minute of jogging at the end just to see if I could run a full minute (yup still got it) I changed to my fast upbeat Exercise playlist on Youtube for 15 minutes on the bike. I am happy to report my speed never really got under 4-5mph, but I still could sing to some songs, so to me that is a perfect, not too exhausting workout. They say you should be able to carry on a conversation, well singing counts for me if exercising alone.



So during the drive, to combat fussy baby (1pm is just at nap time) I got coffee. I was really tempted to get a Venti but I settled on a Grande, and I also made sure to get a Venti water with my coffee.

The dinner was surprisingly nice. I must admit, even with the rockiness of in-laws not being your parents and all, I LOVE watching them be a grandma and grandpa to my daughter. And since my best friend/sister in law was there her baby girl got to play with her cousin. They got along so well, lots of hugs and kisses, and only 1 or 2 "MINE" wars.

Grandpa and Grandma also were armed with 2 baby dolls and valentines they picked up for the girls- so sweet!



My best friend/sister in law and I didn't get much time to talk unfortunately because since she was in town with her mother she took advantage of her moms expertise on taxes. I don't blame her, they have a lot of weird tax issues going on this year because her husband has been in and out of work. I would want my moms help too.



There was one comment from my lovely foot-in-mouth mother in law who said, "you aren't a real parent until you have two children." I am sure she didnt mean to offend anyone, but her daughter (my best friend/sister in law) IS expecting baby #2 and my husband and I sadly, have had trouble in that department. She doesn't mean it, she is just socially awkward at times.



But the ironic thing about it is she was telling a story about how her saying that comment offended someone ELSE, and in retelling it I guess she didnt realize...uh...some of us have baby #2 sensitivity. I mean just watching my bestfriend/sisterinlaw's growing belly makes me both really excited for her, and a bit sad at the same time.



Food wise, I think I did okay. I know my father in law loves to cook and feed us unusual enormous amounts of food or he tends to whine if he can't. So I walked in expecting to have a full arsenal of "no thank yous" and lots of "mmm this is great" but I wanted to limit what I ate.

Breakfast:
Eggs
Toast
Grande Raspberry Mocha

Lunch:
1 slice prime rib
mashed potatoes
corn
some gravy

Snack:
chocolate covered Ritz peanut butter sandwiches (cookies that my husband made as an "activity" with my daughter. It's how he bonds, so I said we would compromise and he could plan these things for Sundays so I wouldnt feel ambushed by sweets all the time AND he promised me to pack them up and TAKE THEM TO WORK)

We had a late lunch so not really hungry for dinner. I think I will just eat something light. My hubby and I went grocery shopping after the drive back from in-laws. So we havent been at home long..long enough to blog, add food, and try not to beat myself up over everything that was not totally healthy.



And then my husband said "shes blogging about her day...and how much it sucked"

Gezz honey...it's not always bad blogs!