Some, some, some I, some I murder - some I, some I let go

me: So I've been working out a lot at the gym

husband: Yeah, I know. I'm really proud of you

me: Well, I'm a little discouraged. I don't know if it's working. Do you see any difference in the way I look?

husband: [long, long, desperate pause] Would you be upset if I said no?

me: A little bit.

husband: I'm kind of... you know I'm no good at... um... can I just buy you some jewelry?

But I met with my trainer for my monthly assessment, and everything is okay and he told me not to get discouraged; we're getting there. So I'll still be working on my Michelle Obama arms....

I had a proud mother moment this afternoon while listening to the "Across the Universe" soundtrack. My son loves to sing "Strawberry Fields Forever"! So proud... *tear*.....

Sorry for such a short post today. It's time to be Mary Fucking Sunshine the Happy Homemaker and get some laundry and cleaning done before we take our trip North tomorrow.