Sunday on the Scale

Yay--down a pound this week.  Which means I am still maybe 2 lbs. away from where I was before we went to Utah and I ate myself into oblivion.  Oh well, baby steps, right?

Sundays are my blessed day of rest, but this morning the weather was so incredible I just wanted to be out in it and took the dogs for a nice, brisk walk.


Wait?  You have two dogs?!  Nope, we are dog-sitting Kirby's sister!  How cute are they?  Really cute until one of them picks up a dead rabbit while we are walking and won't drop it!!!  :(  (Mine was the culprit.)

Check out my AWESOME tan line!!  You know you wish you were cool like me.

I guess that's what I get for wearing Rock Tape all day yesterday.

Did you notice all the Olympians had Rock Tape of various types and colors?  I'm just trying to fit in.

 

Yesterday one of the girls asked if I would ever do a triathlon in the Olympics.  Isaac immediately said, "Mom will never be in the Olympics!"  When asked why not, he said, "Because she would have to pay taxes on any medals she won."

So there you have it.  In my kids' eyes, I am perfectly capable of not only qualifying for the Olympics, but winning a medal...however, I am apparently way too cheap to want to pay taxes on my winnings.  :)