Holy crystal meth, guys, I have been going crazy lately. Well, crazier. OK, that’s not possible. Busy, I’ve been busy. God, lay off. I promised the other day that I would write my weekly wrap-up late, but considering it will be Wednesday in like an hour, let’s just scrap it. Here’s the nutshell: no weight loss, still spending too much, read...

I was all ready to write my weekly wrap up post, but I am too freaking tired to do it! Lame, I know. This week has been insane in the membrane, and my poor little brain has reached capacity. I’ve got all kinds of fun things to report, though, including photos of the fabulous baby shower, plans for Simon’s first birthday (*SOB!*), new clothes in a smaller...

So I may have mentioned9,000 times that I helped throw a baby shower. You didn’t hear? I did. I made all the decorations, which means I’m amazing and awesome and crafty now. I know. I rule. While my crafting abilities leave something to be desired, I’m pretty confident in the food I made for the shower, namely chicken salad. And to be exact, two...

Last night was one of those nights that just flat out sucks. Last night, I went to the funeral for a friend’s husband. A friend who is MY AGE, with a husband who was MY AGE (meaning in his 30s). It was one of the most heartbreaking things I’ve seen in recent years, and I doubt a day will go by that I won’t think of Jennifer and George, and their two...

It’s crunch time, people. Three days til the shower. Can I do it? Yes. Yes, I can. I don’t want to jinx it, but I think maybe, just maybe, I’ve successfully designed and crafted ALL the decorations for the party. And I haven’t even screamed once in the three weeks (yes, three weeks) it’s taken me to do it. That, my friends, is a SEAL...