1. Woke up to Lucy gagging. Freaked out a little. Realized she was fine. Felt better.

2. Had Fiber One cereal for breakfast.

3. Turned on the computer. Checked my email.

4. Had more Fiber One cereal for breakfast.

5. Felt fat.

6. Debated going to the gym.

7. Decided I’d rather feel fat all day instead.

8. Looked at my freshly cleaned floors, threw my hands up in the air, and did the Rocky “Eye of the Tiger” celebration dance.

9. Played around online.

10. Watched church on TV because I’m a loser and didn’t want to go without Will since we still don’t have a church home.

11. Cleaned the bathrooms, kitchen, and office

12. Threw my hands up in the hair, and did the Rocky “Eye of the Tiger” celebration dance.

13. Watched Bridezillas on WE.

14. Started getting really, really mad at the brides-to-be and their ridiculousness.

15. Started talking to the TV as if the brides could hear me rant.

16. Thought about looking them up on the nest

17. Thought that was slightly stalkerish and decided against it.

18. Flipped around channels a little more.

19. Realized there was nothing on, and this would be my only Sunday without football so I should enjoy mindless TV watching.

20. Went back to Bridezillas.

21. Got mad again.

22. Got on the nest.

23. They weren’t on.

24. Got bummed out.

25. Felt a little stalkerish.

26. Got hungry. Realized there wasn’t much to eat.

27. Made beer bread (1 can of beer, 3 cups of floor, 3 tablespoons of sugar, bake at 350 for 50 minutes. Gotta love white trash recipes, right?).

28. Ate too much.

29. Felt beyond huge.

30. Thought to myself, “Okay- you seriously need to go to the gym.”

31. Thought to myself, “Naaaah.”

32. I’ll go tomorrow.

33. Folded laundry.

34. Missed Ranji, the lady who cleaned my house in Kuwait.

35. Thought I should send her a little Lovie Gram like the ones in my last post.

36. Then realized she didn’t have email- not to mention- uh, that would be way weird.

37. Decided I would miss her from afar.

38. Decided to retire from making Happy Email Grams.

39. Still felt fat.

40. Decided I should do crunches in an hour.

41. Decided that in an hour and one minute I would probably stop.

42. Decided that if I didn’t look so God-awful bad I’d go to Walmart and get something really trashy and chocolatey to eat.

43. Snapped back to reality and decided that when Will is gone, I really let myself go.

44. Decided Will can never leave again.

45. Ever.

46. Decided that was silly. I enjoy incredibly pathetic and lazy weekends.

47. Had a deep and meaningful conversation with Boz about my job.

48. Swore him to secrecy.

49. Tried to get him to pinky swear, but his paws wouldn’t cooperate.

50. Got agitated.

51. Went back to the couch.

52. Went back to Bridezillas.

53. Got angry again, and decided I ought to watch my own wedding video to counteract the negativity.

54. Thought about my bloggy friends.

55. Got on here and posted- mostly so my incredibly goofy post from last night wasn’t up all day today.

56. Debated using spellcheck.

57. Decided against it. Oooh, wild woman.

58. Decided I couldn’t think of possibly anything else to talk about.

59. Hit Submit.

60. Did crunches.

61. Not.

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Enjoy your evenings…