Like father, like son, they say:
And yes, this is a different photo, a different occasion, than the one I posted a couple weeks back. They do this all the time. It’s like they’re related or something.
Also, I’d like to note that they’re usually the ones sleeping in around here. And I’m not.
I’m back on the 30-Day Shred, and I’ve been running lots. Trying to fill the blank spaces inside of me with something other than chocolate, and also to get a bit thinner before I go on a cruise to the Caribbean with some girlfriends in September. I’ve already become the girl-who-didn’t-lose-the-pregnancy-weight, so I guess now I’m just trying to look respectable in a bikini. If that’s even possible. Also, a few more workouts opens up my daily calorie count to allow a few more pieces of chocolate and glasses of wine. So yes, technically, I am working out so I can drink more, both now and on the cruise. But I don’t particularly think it’s problem-level drinking, just paranoid-about-weight-gain level drinking. Sigh… you all know what they say about rationalizations…
I haven’t ever done the 30-Day Shred all the way through, though I have attempted it twice. The first time, I made it to within a few days, and then Tony and I got food poisoning, then Tony got appendicitis, then he got an infection in his incision, and then we cancelled our anniversary because he was fighting gangrene (or something) from our bed. Otherwise known as the Worst September Ever. Let’s hope something changes to make our 5-year anniversary a nice one this year. Though at this point it looks as though we will be bunking with my cousin for a weekend and Tony will be running the Kirkland Triathlon, which means he’ll probably sleep right through the anniversary part.
The second time I attempted it was tax season, and I just plain lost motivation. After all, in the winter I can wear sweaters to hide the rolls.
Our yard now looks like this:
On Saturday, Tony moved 2 tons of sod from the backyard to the truck (and neighbor’s trailer) and then from the truck (and trailer) to the recycling facility. I helped a little bit, but he did most of the work. I am, frankly, amazed. Then, on Sunday, he and my brother put in two trenches for drainage. Another one will go in sometime this week and then we have to coordinate having dirt brought in, leveling said dirt, and rolling new sod. But! The light at the end of the tunnel is almost visible.