I’ve decided it’s time to get back to doing a few things. I’m calling these my winter resolutions. Get back to working out 3 times a week. Get back to eating better. Get back to blogging once a week. The past few weeks I think the absence of these things combined have made my brain and muscles start to atrophy.
Since I last blogged my baby girl is 6 months older, and has now learned the word “No”. She is afraid of elderly people, including my grandfather, which has been challenging. She does still love to give me kisses and wrestle, and she’s healthy, so I guess I shouldn’t complain much. I’ve certainly been struggling to enjoy parenthood lately — it feels like constant whining and screaming, even when there are quite a few memories being made in between.
Our dog swallowed a whole Buffalo Wing Friday night. Stacy immediately became excited and prepared the yard for a burial. Hallie has proven tougher than we anticipated and is still with us.
Michele Bachmann got re-elected and Sarah Palin has her own TLC show that Stacy now watches. I wonder what living in New Zealand would be like?
We are not going to Saint Croix this winter. We are buying appliances and updating our house. Sometimes having to give up one thing to have another is no fun, but I guess neither is talking to bill collectors. Bah.
I spent many many hours preparing a presentation that I gave to a group of critical care nurses on drug overdoses. (It was good too…). When I got there they talked me into buying a raffle ticket for a quilt. I didn’t win the quilt.
Top gear is probably my favorite car show. It’s clever and British and they do things like race motorhomes. They call minivans “people carriers.” History channel is starting an american version that premiers tonight. I doubt it will be good.
How’s that for a start to my winter resolutions?
