Not a banner day.

So, the boy's 1st quarter progress reports came home - 2 Bs, 1 c, and 2 Ds. I am so pissed I can't see straight.

Also, I wanted to go to Body Sculpt tonight but we need to have a family conference so I can't. I am in a very dangerous mood where I want to eat the universe, or at least some cheese dip. And that is made all the more frustrating by the fact that I saw a 2 pound loss this morning on the scale - my increased exercise and persistence in not eating after dinner paid off - this is the lowest number I've seen since before vacation.

Grrrrr.