Saturday didn’t turn out how I intended in several areas, but hey, I lived through it so that’s what counts. This sounds vaguely ominous, but please don’t take it that way. You see, I’ve been up since 2:30am…one of those nights or perhaps I should say mornings. It’s about 5:30 now and I should have more to show for my day. 😉
My weigh in at Weight Watchers brought me a quarter pound gain. Of Course, that’s not earth shattering. Of course, I’m still under goal, it’s just…that’s not what I wanted therefore I feel the need and right to whine about it. A good talking to myself and perhaps a Gibbs to DiNozzo head smack and I’ll be back on the right track again.
After WW, I had the pleasure of going for coffee with two friends (faves I might add!) and although there is no photographic evidence, it was fun as it was intended to be.
Later, Ralph and I got the chance to stop by at sister Ele’s house because our favorite guy, Little Michael was there. I do struggle with not calling him Little Michael. He’s probably too tall for me to call him that, but I haven’t come up with something better yet.
He was goofing around with Uncle Ralph, which is always interesting…
I love the look on his face and yes, he’s wearing Valentine’s Day boppers on his head. The photo shows how tall he’s getting next to Uncle Ralph.
Here’s a better one with a nice smile He’s adorable, I don’t care HOW old he is!
I had all good intentions to accomplish a lot on Saturday, but that didn’t happen either.
Since I’ve been up so early, I’ve been working on laundry. Sounds industrious, doesn’t it? Actually, I realized I had NO clean underwear so that necessitated my spurt of energy.
I’ve almost finished my coffee and I may have to resort to a second pot to keep myself awake. We’ll see how that goes.
One more photo to share. As I was leaving for Weight Watchers this morning, I realized that the moon was still out.
I like the way this one turned out. Looks like it should be the cover of a scary novel. Maybe if I ever write a scary novel I can use it!