Every other week loser.

Apparently, that's me. It seems that since I have been a Weight Watcher, I have lost pounds every other week. Luckily, I have only been a gainer once. Weigh day is Saturday....last week I lose zero pounds. Ugghhhh!! Frustrating. Of course, it's marathon time....it's in about 3 weeks...logging lots of miles. I'm pretty sure that if I mixed it up a little, it would help....but I need to walk the miles...walk, walk, walk....until the 24th. Know what else is frustrating? (I can't believe I'm about to complain about this...) I'm not hungry. I end most every day with 2-3 points left. It just doesn't make sense to me to when I'm not hungry anymore. I think that's a bad thing to have points left. I eat breakfast and lunch with a snack or two in between...and still leave points on the table. I still can't believe that I just complained about not being hungry. Crazy I know. I promise to never complain about that again.
So, the 1/2 marathon is April 24th. Lots of miles to walk between now and then. A few people have asked me who I'm walking for this year...and ya know what? This one is for ME. Of course, all of the sweet kiddos that I walked for last year will be on my mind as I walk...like always....but this one...it's for ME.
Anyway, bear with me while I go eat a few points. Enjoy the sunshine this week!

Tonight I'm thankful for: Spring, chocolate covered Ritz crackers worth 1 point each, and drinking straws.

I proofread. I can't help it.

In fact, Lindsay makes me proofread things for her. She calls me her "red pen specialist". Not sure that's a compliment or not. Especially since I just found an error in my last blog entry. Oh well, it's there...I'm human....it'll be alright. Most of the time, that's the case. Not a big deal. WELL. Let me just tell y'all what I saw tonight. The king and I went to Trader Joe's this evening. On the way home, we stopped at Subway for a sandwich. As we were coming out, a man in a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off was ordering his sandwich. He had a tattoo on his arm. It said "I'm not mean your just a sissy". Now, there are whole groups on Facebook dedicated to this sort of grammatical error....and like I said earlier, usually it's no biggie. But, Oh my gosh! This was a TATTOO....on his body. FOREVER. Wonder if he even knows that it should be YOU'RE A SISSY....or better yet...YOU'RE AN IDIOT! We walked past him and out the door.....I told the king..."I SOOO have a blog post!" Lesson to be learned...if you're going to put it on your body...make sure it is spelled correctly before the ink goes in!!

Hope y'all are gearing up for spring....it's right around the corner!

Tonight I'm thankful for: learning something in English class, hills on the greenway, and purple.