Diets and Family and such

Thursday, September 9, 2004 12:10

So I’m sitting at my desk with my NoHoHon nodding happily atop my monitor and my lunch before me. Today, I’m having chicken florentine, an apple, graham crackers and shredded collard greens with zesty italian dressing. For a snack today, I shall have Triscuits with a sliver of Gouda. Yum. I can do this! It’s filling and it lasts energy-wise. Last night, I got the shakes over chocolate. that blew. But I exercised yesterday.. like actual get-my-ass-in-gear-cardio and today is toning day. I will get back on track health-wise, damnit. No dumpy middle aged woman here. Nope.

D’s parents have decided on Thanksgiving at their house this year. I’ve never been to their house.. so that will be new and interesting. And my mom and my step dad have been invited. That will be interesting too. My mom and I talk a couple times a week through email and phone - but I havent seen her since Ethan was 6 months old. And before that, it was when I was 14. We just live so far apart.. and we aren’t made of money.. it’s hard to travel. And then there is the anticipation of Ryan’s parents meeting my parents. Arg. Ok.. so in the grand scheme of things, if they hate each other, it won’t me that big of a deal where our relationship is concerned.. because we DO all live so far apart. But it’s always nerve wracking anticipating that meeting.

I want my dad and stepmom to meet everyone eventually too. Ryan met my stepmom and step brother when they came out here a couple months back. He met my dad when he was like 17.. but neither one of them remember. But they arent super involved in my life so that may not happen. I really like Ryan’s family. I’m sure everyone will get along just fine. I hope.

I don’t think I’ve declared my undying love for Ryan lately.. and I’m so feelin’ it today. I love that man. I’m so glad I have him. Everything he is, I love. Even the little annoying stuff. It’s all par for the Ryan course. I love him so incredibly much. I could never imagine being with anyone else. I hope I never have to.

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