So our nightly experiment is over. We are now back to television. And you know, it did clear my head of all the useless noise in the evening, and I could actually talk with my husband, which was ever so nice. I think we will be adopting this No TV thing, at least a little. And I only have 2 things to say about it....
1. LOST! WTH? Anyone? Bueller? Anyone???? They sure named that one right and I had to wait FOREVER to see the episode.
2. Grey's! Just when I think I'm getting out, you suck me back in!
And the exercise/diet guru.... Well, that meeting didn't quite go as planned. You know I was all ready to be poised and proper, even so much as to stress out over what drink I was to order. But when you end up having to take your son with you, the one with croup and is coughing up a lung, because you didn't get the lady's phone # and you can't reach her to cancel, things go awry. I spend 30 minutes telling someone what I ate and exercised while chasing my son around a coffee shop. I think it did work well for me that I burned at least 300 calories right there. So we ended our conversation with lingering Omega 3's hanging in the air and will continue it tomorrow at my place. So NOW I am fretting that the lady is going to come into my pantry & start giving the ol' stink eye to every Triscuit, Granola Bar, Cheerio in sight. My poor food. I feel a need to protect it from the mean lady. I am thinking my closet. What do you think?
Earning My Punishments
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