I'm funny

I just re-read all of these posts, and I must say, I make myself laugh.  Do I make other people laugh?  Who knows?

It's been a while since I updated.  I'm giving my weight-loss blog a rest for a while (obviously, it's been like 14 years since I touched it), but I don't want to give up this one yet.  I need to journal more.  It's good for the mind/soul/phalanges.

I've been undergoing a lot of changes lately.  Not so much surgical, but just smallish transitions inside my brain.  I recently quit seeing my personal trainer of a year.  This was something I'd been thinking about for a few months. While I hadn't/haven't reached all of my physical goals, I had a feeling that it was the right time.  It felt as though a lot of different things in my life were coming together to present the opportunity for me to take it upon myself.  No trainer, no other person 1.) to tell me what to do or 2.) to disappoint when I did something wrong.  I no longer need the guidance of a professional.  I've surrounded myself with people who care about me and want to help me meet my goals, and I couldn't be happier about this.  I feel amazing!

I've also been craving a baby.  But does anyone else worry about how ugly their children might be or is it just me?  It's the only thing that holds me back, really... besides needing more money...  Ugh.  Business at the salon could be better.  Most mornings I wake up thinking about how we'll make ends meet this month, and I go to sleep most nights wondering if there will EVER be a time when I won't be waking up thinking about making ends meet.  Ummm this is a taking a depressing turn.  Let's change up the pace, shall we?

The last two weeks, with the exception of my work outs (which I do at a nearby middle school track and at home with Jillian Michaels), I've been doing nothing but watching back-to-back episodes of I Love Lucy.  I'm actually surprised how many of these I've seen, but I'm equally surprised at how many I haven't seen.  I'm also highly entertained by the stereotypes floating around about the average housewife and her "duties".  Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye. (--Ricky Ricardo)

Well it's almost noon.  I think I'll get dressed and maybe put on a spot of rouge.  (LOL... see how funny I am?)