How excited were you that Kat and Nat won The Amazing Race?!? I was THRILLED. Granted, I wouldn't have minded the other girls winning, nor did I dislike Thomas and his girl (I'm so bad with names, can't you tell?) --but, it was good to see the karma paying off. Plus, it's GIRLS! YES!
I'm going to be watching The Biggest Loser in about five minutes. Don't tell me about it.
Last week when I watched them run the marathon, I thought (for the entire two hours) about how much I really would like to run a marathon. Or half a one. Or maybe a 10K. 5K? Something. I haven't run in years, dear reader. But when I did it, I loved it. However, I realize that running, for me, right now, just doesn't make sense. Perhaps when Brandon is done with school there will be time for running. So, running is now a future goal. I want to run again!
Depressing episode today: My oldest child asked if I was pregnant. While looking at my stomach.
Granted, I was slouching. I'm a terrible, major sloucher. Plus, I have a very, very, very short torso. This makes for some pudgy-sticking-out-ness. I haven't lost any weight lately, but I haven't gained any, either. And the exercise thing, as I've said before, is pretty much non-existent. So, I know it's my fault. But, still! Ironic, however, was my reaction:
"Yeah, that sounds about right."