Oh, no. It's 11pm and I'm not so in the mood to blog. I have an ick headache and my feet are cold and winter is looming and I'm cranky and maybe PMS-y.
Let's list things that are going well. I am still on Weight Watchers at day five. It's not bad, y'all. It's really kind of....unobtrusive...if that makes any sense. I hate to be on a diet that feels restrictive and this doesn't. You just have to watch the sizes of things. I'm much thinner. I'm a size two in 5 days. It's a miracle. I'm winning.
Best news of the day, I still have SIX points left today so I can whip up something good when I'm done with this and eat late night guilt free. Big Mac meals are probably about 6 points right? Super sized with a diet coke? I am really good at counting points.
Speaking of late nights, I am happy to report that after watching Parenthood until late in the night for many weeks now--watching it like it's my full time, late shift job--I am caught up to the current season. Is anyone else obsessed with this show? I love it. I used to be into Brothers and Sisters but the writing got terrible. Horrid. I stuck with it only because I love Sally Field, but she couldn't save it. Jacob kept telling me to watch Parenthood and I didn't, I thought it seemed dumb, but as it turns out, it's smart and funny and real. End of commercial. I was not paid for that, but if the NBC execs would like to add me to the cast or the writing staff that would be a-ok with me.
So let me tell you what just happened. I wrote a big long story about something else, and I decided to make it it's own post that will appear tomorrow as a Daily Dose. This means that I have written a bunch of stuff, but it's not appearing here, so let's see how much steam I have left to write today's blogisode.
Okay. You know the old adage, a picture is worth a thousand words? We left off with me trying to escape the awards ceremony. Here's what happened.
I asked every one what the prize amount was. My sister thought it would be at least $500. Rob thought it would be $25. My friend Lisa couldn't stop guessing. It got to be a huge game. Was it, take your family to Disneyworld money or was it, take your family to Chipotle money? A few days later, I got an e-mail, in the subject line was "Cash Award".
This was it! I was finally going to know! I put Lisa on speed dial and opened it. It said, "Please send us an address where your check can be forwarded."
That's it. No amount. I was dying.
About a week later, I get a package. FROM the Fellow's Society!!!! In it? The award! With a note! "Your check is on it's way!"
Finally, about two weeks later, I get a check in the mail. At this point, we'd built it up so much for fun, that I was actually nervous. I stuck it on the table and waited. I couldn't open it alone, we'd come so far at this point. What if we needed to book flights? This was an event for the whole family.
When Rob got home, I handed it to him and said, "You do it. I can't."
So he opened it.
This was the shortest blogisode ever, but it is 1:17 am and I still have 6 points to eat, so I'm signing off. Only the college story on Friday, nothing else! We'll get right to it, I promise!