Month ten - 210

Sixteen pounds in one month isn't too bad. Granted, I have been working my ass off, literally. We moved. Not far. Only two miles away, but we are saving $600 a month! That was worth the two mile span. However, we are in a different county, different city, different area code, and the changes are a'comin.' My children will have to go to a different school (hell, different school district!). We will have to change church membership, phone numbers, email addys, cable service! The worst part is going through all my shtuff and deciding what I need to chuck and what I have to keep. After almost 15 years of marriage and two kids, I have a accumulated A LOT of shtuff. ALOT! Oh man, what am I gonna do with all this stuff?!?!

Needless to say, we didn't do a lot of cooking this past month. Mostly living on drive-thrus. Yeah, healthy choices there. Got my boy addicted to Arby's. Wore out said Arby's and Carl's Jr. Only so much beef one can take.

Went to a wedding last night. Hubby's cousin. Yeah, that side of the family. And I got seated with my dear mean sisters-in-law. I kept chanting to myself, "I don't care, I don't care, I don't care!" and it worked. I really didn't care. I used to feel so left out and starving for attention, that I would ruin my own experience. Now, I just don't care. What a freeing feeling! Oh, and all of the comments on how "skinny" I am! I just grinned my goofy grin and ate it all up. Hey, no calories! At least I didn't have any gas fugitives. That is a relief. Besides, hubby does enough for both of us sometimes. (if you crap in a church, does that make it a holy shit? just wondering) I did learn a very important lesson. DO NOT DRINK ALCOHOL. I took it very slow and very easy, but I got a mean headache before the night was over and it continued throughout today. I felt like dog-doo. Yeah, it was a hang-over, but it was different from all the other hang-overs I have had. It was evil. Alcohol and sugar=BAD.

Kids go back to school tomorrow. Damn, they had a crappy spring vacay. They spent the whole month moving. And I didn't help my darling daughter to do ANY of her off-track homework. I was so busy moving my stupid stuff from one place to another, that we hardly had time to do anything. I did take a couple of breaks and go to Disneyland and took the kids swimming, but that was it. I felt so bad, I got them new video games to make up for it. And my boy got a TV with satellite in his room. We are working on getting his computer online, too. And I don't think it is appropriate for a nine year old to have a cell phone (eyes rolling). Nah, they ain't spoilt.

My sixth (holy spit! 6!??!) niece was born on Thursday. My brother-in-law and his wife named her Coco. Cute. HOWEVER. Their last name is Barley. Coco Barley. Sounds like a meal replacement bar. What the hell were they thinking?!? COCO BARLEY!?! Is her middle name Puffs or Crispies? "Hey, I will have the coco barley facial. I understand it is a good cure for baggy eyes." I think I will have a baby, just to name it HEMP. Jeez!