Greetings!
Ok, so this blog won't solely be about my feet - I know you're relieved to hear that. I was actually online looking for blog that I rather enjoyed at one point in my life when I figured screw it - I'll start my own. A diary of sorts....on the internet....for gazillions of people to see. Why? Because writing (for me) is cathartic, but it gives me writer's cramp. And for whatever reason it seems so much easier to tell strangers what is so hard to tell your friends and family sometimes. I'm not sure why that is...it just is.
Currently I'm at home on my couch kinda sorta watching Vh1 Soul....hungry but too dang lazy to get up and do anything about it. And yes, my bare feet on my hardwood floor is cold. Ok, last reference to my feet. My hubby (I hate that term) is still knocked out I'm assuming because I haven't heard him gracefully crash into the bathroom door after stumping his toe on the foot of the bed that I swear we've had for the past 4 years. I need to get up and go to the gym. I've been donating money for a gym membership for the past 6-7 months or so. Can't make myself go, but I grumble about the weight I've gained at least once a day. Stupid. My issue is actually working out. I can cut back on the food side easily. And all I drink is water (at least a half gallon a day) and tea (real tea - not that syrupy stuff that's artificially flavored to resemble tea). But to actually make myself get active - I'm a loser. More on that later.
Hunger wins. Gotta go. I know this was a paltry 1st blog but check me out later. I promise to be real to a fault. Even when it comes to what I refer to as Heartbreak '08 - the Pats losing the Super Bowl. I'm a wife, a daughter, a sister, a friend....someone trying to find her way in Corporate America, and a HUGE football fan. Born and raised in Boston, MA....my husband (it's worth noting) hails from Brooklyn, NY. The Pats almost sent me to divorce court. Stay tuned - pitchers and catchers have already reported.