32 hours and counting

have i mentioned lately how ready i am to leave??? bf and i made up but are still both very irritable and easily annoyed by each other. i'm not entirely sure wtf is going on, but i really do feel like time apart will be good for us.

tonight i am thinking about how much i will miss my kiddos, though. this will be the longest i have ever been away from them. i will take them to their dad's tomorrow afternoon and then won't be picking them up until next saturday afternoon. that's ONE WHOLE WEEK away from them. granted, they can surely be little monsters, but i know i will miss them terribly. which will probably be good too, in the long run. it doesn't hurt to have a bit of time apart to make me appreciate what i have even more.

overall, i know the trip will do me good. hopefully i'll come back refreshed and happy and maybe i'll even have cheerful, happy things to blog about. seems like that is somewhat of a rarity for me lately.

three, two, one...blast off!

three days from now i will be heading off to boston on my very first solo flight. i will be staying alone in a strange city for three days. i will be getting my very first glimpse of the ocean. as i listen to my kids fighting in the bathroom right now, i look forward to all this with great anticipation.

truly, this couldn't come at a better time for me. the bf and i have gone through another rocky patch. definitely not as severe as past ones, but rocky nonetheless. i have been craving alone time, and i am finally going to get it!

the trip is for work, and i am flying out early sunday morning. my conference goes from monday-wednesday. then, the bf is flying out to meet me on wednsday to stay two nights - a mini-vacation for the two of us. after my three nights of alone time, i'm sure i will be very happy to see him. it such a great feeling, seeing someone again after missing them for a while. because the old cliché is true really, absence does make the heart grow fonder.

boys + workout videos = instant entertainment

the bf has begun doing my denise austin workout video with me. i admit, i bullied him into it the first time. i needed to do it, he was home, and i didn't feel like sweating my ass off with him snickering nearby.

and besides, i am sick of him complaining about his ever growing waistline, anyway. over the winter he has built up quite the little budda belly. it needs to go.

the first time, he moaned and groaned and complained. but he got on his workout clothes. and gave it his all. i think he complained more because he felt like he should. i think he secretly wanted to do the workout with me anyway. he's kind of metro-sexual like that.

it was hard to keep my smirks to myself as he threw himself into the exercises. the grunting and groaning and straining to remain upright was hilarious. i swear the man has no balance. no flexiblity. he looked so uncomfortable doing the exercises. but he finished the video. and he did it with me again two nights later.

what a trooper. next up? billy blanks...

health news

last night i managed to drag myself through a 2.5 mile run. i was pretty proud of myself that i was able to keep running/jogging the entire time with no walking breaks, since it has been over 2 months since i last went running.

in other health news:

* went for a walk and a bit of jogging with the kids, bf and dog after work. raced the dog home the last block. lost.

* most definitely ingested the daily recommended amount of water. peed. a lot. very clear, thank you.

* resisted the majority of goodies brought in for a co-workers birthday. couldn't resist the cheese dip. thanks, BBMG.

* did not drink one single sip of regular soda. this includes the daily mountain dew habit i had aquired over the last two months. fell asleep under desk, but avoided empty calories.

stay tuned for even more exciting health updates yet to come...

rollerblades?

so, the latest is that the bf wants to get some of these:





(i would assume that his would not be pink.)

i'm not convinced that the whole rollerblading thing is a great idea. isn't rollerblading for those cute little college girls with the spandex shorts and sports bras? the bleach blondes who seem to float effortlessly around the university campus? while men young and old (especially old) ogle them?

i have these visions of my thirty year old butt out there, trying to look as hot as those young girls...and failing miserably. blocking the trail after falling on my ass. after falling to remain upright.

and is there really exercise value in rollerblading? perhaps there is for me, just trying to keep my balance will probably be an act of God.

why can't the bf be into running?