Blech

Today I feel like crap. Kathy and I have started working out twice a day (yeah we are total freaks). I totally love it. I feel so good and I don't even think about it any more. I just do it. Well last week at WW I gained a pound. WTH?? I chalked that up to not tracking. Swore I would get my butt back in gear and put my nose down, and I did. I have tracked every bite, even pre-planned some of my meals. Every single day I have watched the scale climb higher and higher. Today was the last straw, the scale is now up to what I weighed THREE WEEKS AGO. How is this possible? Excuse me mister that sucker is moving the WRONG WAY! I know I shouldn't be on the damn thing every day, but its in the bathroom. It SCREAMS my name. I promised myself I wouldn't go near it until weigh in, but of course my stupid ass had to step on it this morning. So I cried all the way home from Curves at 6:00 am this morning. Blech.

Today is Micheal's 13th Birthday. Yup, I am officially a mother of TWO teenagers. That scares the bejeebers outta me I tell you. Let me just give you a peek into who my son is. Last week we told him we would take him any where he wanted for his birthday dinner. I joked and said I just know you will want Sushi tho. (he doesn't care for it much) He laughed and said Noooo. And that was the end of it. So this morning I rushed home to catch him before he left for school so I could tell him Happy Birthday. And I asked him where he wanted to eat tonight his choice. He asked me if that place with the green pea's had other food too. I said the sushi place? He said yeah, and told him that he could get all sorts of other things, and so he said that's where I want to go, and I asked him why and he was like because that's your favorite place to eat mom. You can't see me but I am smiling ear to ear and every time I think about it, I get a lump in my throat and my eyes start to well up. I could not be prouder to be his mom.

Happy Birthday Buddy, I love you so much.