January 7th, 2005

eurydice james: pepperlandgirl4

The morning after

I actually feel pretty good this morning. Certain muscles are definitely on the sore side, indicating they've been worked, but I have completely mobility of every limb I had use of prior to going on the weights last night, so I'm taking that as a good sign. :)

Tonight is cardio, and it's doubtful we'll be getting to the gym this weekend because of the fact it has lessened hours and we're going to be busy during the day with kid stuff/inlaw stuff, so Monday night is back on the machines for me. Cardio 3 times a week, and weights twice. I think that's more than doable. I'm determined to do this as a supplement to changing the diet. It's the only way to get results, once and for all.

Today's motivational thought:

Only by great risks can great results by achieved. - Xerxes
eurydice james: pepperlandgirl4

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My son has no chance in hell of a vanilla life.

He decided he wanted to take a bath about 5 minutes ago, but there isn't an adult in the house ready to do it just yet. So, he stripped himself nearly naked (only has underwear on) and then went off to amuse himself.

And came back wearing a pair of my mother-in-law's panty hose that he'd pulled from the laundry basket at the bottom of the stairs.

He won't let anyone take them off, especially since Nana Mary is giggling like a madwoman and making Grandad take pictures.

Which will, of course, be blown up and exhibited on his wedding day.

Yeah. No chance in hell.
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eurydice james: pepperlandgirl4

Resolution report

Friday night. How sad is it that it's been spent at the gym and then writing Echoes? The inlaws are on their laptop playing CSI: Miami; my MIL has gotten addicted to computer games in the last month she's been here and after playing both CSI games that Craig got for Christmas, they went and bought the Miami one yesterday to play and take home. She's been playing Harry Potter, too, and hearing her swear at the laptop when she falls off her broomstick during Quidditch has been hysterical. You know, I felt guilty about the time I spent on the computer when they were here last summer, but not this time. That woman has spent more time on hers than I have. Yikes.

We found out the what was the cause of the all the leakage in the house. Apparently the front stairs on this townhouse and the next door neighbor's are leaking. They're completely rotted out beneath; Tim from next door can put his hand through his. They put a tarp over it until they can fix it, which means we can't go out the front door any more, but it's completely stopped the flooding in the garage. Yay for that.

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I'll be catching up on comments in the morning, as per my usual. I hope everyone has a lovely weekend. :)
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