I’m seriously like a thirteen-year-old girl when I watch So You Think You Can Dance. I cry when I watch these dancers and I feel incredibly inspired. My dear old husband loves to kill my moments. I’m so envious of dancers because they can tell an entire story with just their bodies. You can feel the emotion of the dance without any words and I just love that. I really need to start going out with E berg and enjoying the art that is offered in the city. I’m art deprived. I need theatre, dance, music, film, paintings, anything!
Okay back to weight, food, exercise, and career. Blah blah blah and Blah! My eating is so damn off that I hate even mentioning it. I feel like I’m losing this battle and I’m having a hard time gaining control over it. I didn’t go running tonight because my hubby had to work too late. I should’ve gone in the morning but I didn’t wake up. So I’m not happy with that either. The one good thing that happened tonight is my son tells me “Mommy, don’t go exercise,” and said “okay lovey”, and then he says “and don’t go running.” I thought it was the coolest thing that he knows every time I leave I’m going to go workout. It just made me feel good that he is sees me as an active person and not a couch potato.
Tomorrow I will go running in the morning. I will also plan an activity between the hours of 4-6 because that’s my trigger period. It’s after Adjei’s nap and I usually give him and me a snack.
Your boy is an absolute darling! And you... well, I've already told you about the possibility of you getting fondled. :)
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