It's 7pm and Alex has fallen asleep on the couch. I fear for my night ahead. He's either going to be up at an impossible hour, or not go to sleep until unbearably late. Neither is good.
Today's weigh-in was not too shabby. I'm down 8 pounds in 3 weeks. Slow but steady. It would be nice if it was more, but hey, I have to be realistic. I know I'm doing what I have to do, and if it doesn't show right away, I just have to stick with it.
Also learned today that Alicia can't have her birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese's like she wanted. They're completely booked the weekend of her birthday, so now we're going to have the party here at the house. A mixed blessing, I think. I was hoping to lose some of the organization so that I had more time to dedicate to writing stuff and PR for the upcoming book, but that's not going to happen now. Oh well. Alicia is more important than my books anyway. :)
I got a pretty from

It makes me want to do some more Giles/Jocelyn. And something else with Wesley.
Too many ideas. Not enough time.
OK, Alex just woke up. That's good. Now I just have to make sure he doesn't fall asleep again.