Saturday, January 1, 2011

Oops.

See, that bad thing about me having a blog is that I frequently forget to use it.  I'll be out somewhere, and something all too funny will happen, and I'll think 'Oh!  Gotta blog about *that* one'.  By the time I get home I've forgotten.

We have survived Christmas and New Years.  I was bored.  For New Year's that is.  Both the kids were gone and I had no plans so I sat here and played World of Warcraft  lol  And ya know, I probably had a better time doing that than I would have if I had gone out.  Maybe.  

Got the girl and I some workout clothes for our upcoming kickboxing classes.  Mixed feelings about that one.  It scares me.  But...it'll be very good for me once I get going.  Also bought some sneakers so that on weird ass winter days like this when there is no snow and it's almost warm out there, I can go walking without my feet freaking out at me. 

Put a TV on layaway at Walmart.  Ours is dying a slow and painful death.  Amazingly enough, this will be the first brand new tv I've ever owned.  I feel like a grown up about that one.

No, I don't have any new years resolutions.  Too much pressure there.  The girl has decided to go vegetarian, which is fine with me, maybe we'll all eat a little healthier than we have been lately.  We were doing really well for awhile but fell into our old habits fairly quickly. 

Having said that, I do have a game plan for this year, that I'm bound and determined to follow through with even if it kills me.  But I hope it doesn't.  Otherwise there's not much point...

Ok, that's enough for now.  It's late and I'm tired and pretty soon I'll start rambling.  I know I still owe you the glorious Charlie stories, and I'd also like to tell the story of how I managed to punch myself in the stomach and snort like a pig (quite loudly) in the laundromat.  Within 10 seconds of each other.  It was a wonderful evening. 

1 comment:

  1. I am always waiting with bated breath to hear your stories...

    and now my interest is seriously piqued with the talk of punching and pig impressions...

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