Number One:
My driver's license expired last week on my birthday. I never received any notification in the mail and the month of May was a bit crazy to say the least - the expiration date totally slipping through the cracks. After some investigation I discovered that I would have to renew this time around in person. Yes - that meant a trip to the DMV.
The Monkey had a play date at the zoo today so the Squirt and I made our way to the Drivers License Division. The bright side - we were only there an hour and everyone we worked with was very friendly.
The dark side - what is it about getting or renewing a drivers license that brings out the weirdos creeps and Boo Radley's of the world? Where do the normal, fully clothed, tattoo-less, people who think that their butt cracks should be kept private go to get a new drivers license?
It really wasn't that bad and I kept the Squirt wrapped up but still. It's just such a dirty experience, isn't it?
Number Two:
We don't watch much television in our house. No appointment tv, no American idol and no dancing with stars. Sometimes I remember to watch "the office", but not really. The only stuff we watch in our house? Cooking shows, home improvement shows, the occasional "I didn't know I was pregnant" show on TLC and sports.
We've been watching quite a bit of the NBA playoffs this year - for lack of anything better I suppose and there is just something that is driving me crazy.
Viagra commercials.
Cialis commercials.
Commercials for the drug to help men not pee so much.
It's real bad with baseball, too.
Now, don't get me wrong. I get it - it's sports programming. Men predominantly watch sports programming. Many men need the aforementioned pills to "enhance" their lives.
Girls watch sports programming, too.
It makes me ill.
Enough with those commercials. PLEASE!
Number Three:
My mom bought me a new dress for my birthday. It's beautiful. It's a size smaller than I would have bought myself, if I were to go out and purchase a new dress.
It fits.
It fits well.
That makes me feel good.
On Sunday, I got on a scale. According to the scale, since the Squirt was born, I've lost 34 pounds.
that makes me feel good, too. Only 12 more and I'm back to the weight I was at at the end of last summer.
In case you were wondering - the goal is to lose an additional 30 by the end of the year - bringing me very close to the weight I was at when I got married 6 years ago.
That would be cool now, wouldn't it?
1 comment:
I'm not surprised about the weight loss. You looked great the last time I saw you...and especially great considering you just had a baby and had a very good excuse to look not great.
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