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Spending a lotta time in Eastern Shore lately.
Went to Fairhope last week for this thing I'm doing to save the gulf.
Then the other night I suggested we eat at Daruma for our sushi date night. It was seriously delicious. Then we saw Iron Man 2 at the Rave. It was not nearly as good as Iron Man 1. In fact, I was pretty disappointed. Meh, whatever. At least the sushi was good.
I don't have anything on the agenda today. I think there's a dog park in Daphne. I'm dog-sitting my mom's dachshund. I could go out there and bring a blanket and lay down and read while the dogs run around with other dogs. Then Stella the Terrorbeast would have other dogs to terrorize other than my mom's dachshund Daisy. She acts like her name is Daisy. Stella acts like her name is Rex or Vlad the Destroyer or something.
I am completely bored but also feeling antisocial lately. And lethargic. I really need to just go for a run or something, but after the surgery was almost healed I hurt my tailbone, and after that was almost better I got a terrible cough due to a humid, foggy, heavily polluted night in Ocean Springs. I've been pretty good at keeping up with some ab exercises almost daily to keep my back from killing me, but everything else is starting to get achy now which makes me even less enthusiastic about exercising. I really just need to quit being such a pussy and push through the pain, because once I start working out regularly again I'll barely have any aches at all. Yeah. That's what I'll do.
I could use a trainer right about now, or some kind of motivation. I've still maintained the same weight I've been for quite a while now, but I've had too many opportunities or obligations to eat shitty food the past couple of weeks so there's a constant fear of gaining weight. The bad thing about being married to a man who thinks I'm beautiful no matter what (and thought I was still beautiful when I was 20 pounds heavier) is just that. I need to be constantly judged on my appearance again, or at least feel like I am. Here's the part where I start making bitchy friends and miraculously lose about 15 pounds.
Went to Fairhope last week for this thing I'm doing to save the gulf.
Then the other night I suggested we eat at Daruma for our sushi date night. It was seriously delicious. Then we saw Iron Man 2 at the Rave. It was not nearly as good as Iron Man 1. In fact, I was pretty disappointed. Meh, whatever. At least the sushi was good.
I don't have anything on the agenda today. I think there's a dog park in Daphne. I'm dog-sitting my mom's dachshund. I could go out there and bring a blanket and lay down and read while the dogs run around with other dogs. Then Stella the Terrorbeast would have other dogs to terrorize other than my mom's dachshund Daisy. She acts like her name is Daisy. Stella acts like her name is Rex or Vlad the Destroyer or something.
I am completely bored but also feeling antisocial lately. And lethargic. I really need to just go for a run or something, but after the surgery was almost healed I hurt my tailbone, and after that was almost better I got a terrible cough due to a humid, foggy, heavily polluted night in Ocean Springs. I've been pretty good at keeping up with some ab exercises almost daily to keep my back from killing me, but everything else is starting to get achy now which makes me even less enthusiastic about exercising. I really just need to quit being such a pussy and push through the pain, because once I start working out regularly again I'll barely have any aches at all. Yeah. That's what I'll do.
I could use a trainer right about now, or some kind of motivation. I've still maintained the same weight I've been for quite a while now, but I've had too many opportunities or obligations to eat shitty food the past couple of weeks so there's a constant fear of gaining weight. The bad thing about being married to a man who thinks I'm beautiful no matter what (and thought I was still beautiful when I was 20 pounds heavier) is just that. I need to be constantly judged on my appearance again, or at least feel like I am. Here's the part where I start making bitchy friends and miraculously lose about 15 pounds.