Monday, March 25, 2013


On Friday, I came home to this huge box sitting by the front door. I knew what was inside but I waited until my husband woke up to open it.

I saw this note which is perfectly sums up my husband's ability to be hilarious and current (It is a line from a Mumford & Sons song).

And in that big box, inside another big box, inside of plastic wrapping, I found this. The purse I was lusting after. My husband is the man.

The rest of the weekend was spent on the couch, watching basketball, avoiding the outside world due to horrible allergies. Kitty wasn't impressed.

And then she just fell asleep on the arm of the couch.

Somehow, my Final Four has survived leading up to the Sweet 16! Since games don't start until 4:00 on Thursday and Friday, I won't have to miss them! Sadly, my gym doesn't get CBS so I'll be scheduling my workout time around the games.

Speaking of the gym, I've gained 10 pounds in the last however long and I'm sick of it. My skin is gross, my pants are too tight and I'm just tired of eating whatever I want, whenever I want. Gross. Gross. Gross. So I am on a path of "NO". No to junk. No to food that I know I shouldn't eat. No to those voices in my head that say "eat it anyways." I crave junk because I eat junk but I am done. 

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