Okay, so in less then 2 weeks, we will be in Arizona. Time for some fun, sun and the good ol' game of baseball. But if anyone thinks they are going to be seeing me in a swimsuit, they are sadly mistaken. Unless of course, I can lose some weight and tighten up my flab. So the plan is to just say 'yes' to exercise and cut out some calories. Less calories=no alcohol.
So, today started out kind of different, which being, I woke up (on my own) and wasn't tired. I was actually in a really funny mood. We took big brother to school and instead of going to Starbucks and coming home to sit on my butt (I mean run around the house doing chores in a frenzy, but some men think wives sit around, eat bon bons and watch soaps all day), I loaded up the 'Dong' in the jog stroller and headed out for our walk.
There was no rain yet, but the wind was blowing. Dante was being extra specially good and we were truckin along. We cruised up the hill along the freeway and into Factoria and I was determined not to stop at Starbucks, although I was hungry. For some reason, drinking coffee lessens my hunger. We turned the corner and headed down Factoria Blvd. For those of you not familar with Factoria, it is lined with resturants. I'm not one for fast food, but I was hungry remember.
So, I passed Starbucks, The Keg, Romio's Pizza and Pasta, Taco Bell, Subway and Thai Ginger. Phew, made it. Turned the corner and then it was Toni Maroni's and KCF. Wow, it's getting harder, still truckin' along. Up ahead is Torero's...oh Lord...and it smells so good. Maybe I will just stop in for some free chips and salsa :) ...nope, still truckin'. Turned the corner and I'm almost home free. Just get past Grazie's and Target and we're there. Yea! Made it. No stops. No coffee. Nothin'.
I walked 4.5 miles, at a rather quick pace I might add, pushing at least 27 lbs of pure solid baby, up hill at times. I feel GREAT! I've had a great day, lots of energy and some seriously strange giggling fits. But, I am starting to run a little bit low on the patients...Dante is yipping like a porpoise, Tulli is clucking like a chicken (he's reading to Dante :) and Marco is dragging plastic chairs around the playroom floor, which is wood. If I can make it through today with not a drop of wine, I'm good to go.
Someone just needs to give me some advice on how exactly you unwind after a loooong day with 2 crazy childern and an even crazier husband, without a glass of wine.