First, I'm not losing any weight, and that's my own damned fault.
Second, I hate people who bitch all the time, and I've been feeling really crappy, so I don't want to post. Today started out GREAT - we were going to go to our favorite nursery for a few more morsels for our pots and beds. However, a while after I got up, I was doubled over with stomach cramps A EFFING GAIN. By the time my insides were done trying to be my outsides, I felt like I'd been kicked in the gut. I can't tell you how sick I am of this.
There were some good things, though.
Both my fantabulous childrens called me and we had nice, long conversations, and I called both my moms and had lots of laughs there, too. :)
I have glorious rose on the table from my backyard. It's from a "Mr. Lincoln" rose bush that I planted two years ago when we moved here - I just found on the inter-tubes that it is in the 'top ten' of fragrant roses! I bought it because the tag said it was very fragrant. Oh, MY, I clipped this single bud and it is opening on the kitchen table - beautiful and absolutely the most marvelous scent!
And we had a really yummy dinner, too. If you haven't tried it yet, the recipe for 'Chef Meg's Baby Spinach Salad with Strawberries and Toasted Almonds' is to DIE for. I know it will be a repeating menu item for us this summer.
Oh, and here's a snap of me at death's door last week, getting a cooking lesson from my neighbor who owns a Thai restaurant. As you can see, I am barely alive. HA!
Wow, I felt really pissy when I started this, but I feel much better.
Maybe tomorrow I'll be productive.
Love you guys!
Edit: Oh, and I have to tell you something really funny. Lahnna, in the picture, stopped in last night and brought me some Mango Sticky Rice for Mother's Day. We spent nearly two hours talking, and when she was leaving, we hugged. She slapped me on the rump and said, "I LOVE YOUR BIG BUTT."