Mood: don't ask
I can't believe how long it has been since I blogged. Guess it is not the most important thing in my life. Or maybe it is, if so that means nothing is very important.
My last entry I told all of you how I was going to loose all this weight - and I did a great job until the candy holidays hit...Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, Valentines Day, birthdays and next is Easter. So much for weight loss. I guess I need to look in to exercise. Remember calories in calories out. I have the in thing going just fine, but calories out isn't working. They are just laying around the middle and falling on my butt.
I am thinking about exercising thought, don't know if that counts. FreeWheel in coming up in June and if I plan on riding that I have to either get in shape or loose some weight. It starts in Hugo this year and ends in Baxter Springs so if I am going to do it I have to make sure I am still simi alive when we get to this area so I don't entirely embarass myself. I know that dazed dying look could scare some of my friends and family who don't realize that is what I always look like when I am riding a bike across Oklahoma.
I am going to go on a train ride this Saturday. I can only hope it is better than my last train ride. See several years ago, I got it in my head that it would be fun to take as many of my family members as I could to New York City. So I booked everyone's flight on this really great airline that was very friendly and really cheap. What I didn't know was that the day before we (all seven of us) were to come home, the airline went bankrupt. Yep, kaboom, no flight home for you and the ol' gang. So the only way I could think to get us home was Amtrac. 36 hours on a train with someone's uncontrolled 5 year old. Little Willie was running up and down the asle, flipping over the seats and having a ball, while his parents slept. After all it was a 36 hour train ride. They didn't want to watch the heathen. We thought we had gotten rid of little willie in Chicago but nooo, he climbed right on the same train we were changing to. I think this ride will be somewhat better. I hear Little Willies are banned from all trains.
Just trying to catch up in the blog world but sleepy fairies are trying to put granny glenn down for the night. Sleep tight.