I'm baaaack

It's been way too long since I have blogged! I so meant to do this more often. With the craziness of the holidays and now that my hubby has been home more with us, I just haven't been at the computer as much as I'd like to be. I have also been busy planning wedding and baby showers. Love this time when you get to celebrate your friends!

I am traveling to Green Bay, Wisconsin this next weekend to celebrate my besty since high school Tara. We are having a wedding shower AND her bachelorette party in one weekend so it's going to be a packed and fun weekend. I get to travel with my mom which I also love. Being the oldest of 5 kids, it doesn't matter how old you get, you learn to appreciate that alone time with a parent.

With my husband home much more now that football season is done, I am trying to switch gears out of the "rut" I was in during the fall. You see when I was basically a single parent, with only a 10 month old who has no control over his farts to impress, I got very very very lazy about certain things that are not okay to get lazy about. Without a hunky hubby home, I found myself picking up a shirt off the floor and throwing it on, and not realizing until I got to the gym that it had cheese on it from last night's broccoli dinner with Brooks. I was also going an alarming amount of time in between shaving my legs. Things were just plain getting out of control. I have long, naturally curly hair that allows me to go a few days in between without washing, but I was really stretching that little trick too far as well. I'm not quite sure but I think even Brooks was judging. Well my point in this is just that now that Zac is home and I've taken to brushing my hair and shaving my legs, I feel a lot better. I'm not schlumping around the house as much, and even my friends at Starbucks noticed - my sweet gay friend said "girl you've been glowing, did you get a spray tan?" bahah! I'm pretty sure I had just brushed my teeth that morning (another thing that had kind of gotten out of control...) but when you are taking care of yourself and holding your head up it's amazing how you feel better!

Just when I think I'm feeling like a million bucks though I know what can bring me down faster than waking up on Sunday with a Chick Fil A craving and realizing it's closed. Those darn Sarah Maclachan commercials. They made huge waves about 3 years ago and for some reason I think they dissapeared for a little while. Well, she's back with a vengeance and she is not afraid to use her darn music to pull you down. I will come bounding in the house after a great run, glance out of the corner of my eye and see a shaking kitty in the corner of a run-down house and just collapse on the floor, feeling so guilty i can't even eat my turkey sandwich for an hour without feeling like a horrible person.

Just want to close it up with a couple thoughts. I got to visit my husband at the Houston Bowl that he was coaching in and spend a couple nights with him while my mom watched Brooks. Romantic time! It was so nice. I noticed that when I get to a hotel, I feel that I must use all the resources they have available as much as possible to "get my money's worth," to the point of ridiculousness and waste. Side note: wasn't even paying for this hotel, he was working. Yet I used enough toilet paper to last a normal person a month, even considered stashing a few rolls in my bag, went to the workout room and used not one but THREE sweat towels (new one for each time I changed machines), took several hour long, steaming hot showers, using at least 3-4 towels afterward, and worked insanely hard to get through that tiny bar of soap. When I checked in, I took an apple from the front desk, not because I wanted the apple, I just felt I should take whatever is free. The apple mocked me in my room for 2 days. Unfortunately, even as we age, I don't think increased maturity or monetary increase in my bank account will change my ways. I know this because as I was leaving, I passed the maid's cart and was thisclose to snagging about 8 bottles of conditioner before her little head popped out of the bathroom, sensing a lurker. I admit...I have a hotel problem!