It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas

The oldies station my mom listens to is playing holiday music on the weekend. So there we are last Saturday, driving up to the lake. It’s 78 degrees and on comes Willie Nelson or somebody singing “It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.” We looked at each other, and then she reached over and turned it off. Christmas? Not so much. Today is going to be 75 and she is taking the boy & one of his friends out in the boat this afternoon. I hope the beautiful weather holds while we’re at the Smithsonian next week. Not this warm, just this pleasant.

I am feeling better today. Sometimes you just gotta rant it out! I ate healthy foods, I walked yesterday and today (with a bit of the old jogging even!), and my gym bag is in the car. I went to bed at 9. Physically I feel better. I hope the attitude will follow. My son seems to be a bit better. I think we’re getting pretty tired of each other right now.

I picked up a class schedule from the gym, and printed out the pool schedule. There is very little opportunity for lap swimming at my son’s school – but free is a nice price to pay for a pool membership!

I don’t want to make the mistake of getting disgusted and signing myself up for too much, and then do none of it, only to get frustrated. My goal for this week is to walk 4 times and lift twice. That’s it. Next week I’d like to make one class at the gym. The hotel has a pool, so I plan to take my bathing suit with us to DC.

The food frenzy has officially commenced around here. Friday we are doing a team building, which involves going to a local pizzeria and building pizzas, eating pizza, and taking home “plenty of leftovers.” Thursday is the holiday meal for our department. Co-workers are bringing in homebaked goods. Luckily I don’t sit near the treat table, nor must I walk by it. The meal and the pizza are going to be tougher. At least I can make my own – which means loads of veggies and light on the cheese.

I just want to not be so darn cranky.