morning weight: xxx lbs
Valentine's Day goal: xxx lbs
In the Reward Jar: $43
This is the last Valentine's Day challenge post. I failed to achieve the goal. T.o.M. arrived and it is kicking my ass. And the blue feelings are lingering hard today, and it isn't just the lousy turn of events of my date this week. One year ago today I had that ridiculous but horrible accident where the front tire came off my truck, my beloved 4Runner that used too much gas but I loved. Anyway, not supposed to be looking back. But yeah.
But....it is Chad's birthday today. He really doesn't look like the 6'1, 95 lb giant he is here.
Happy birthday Chadster! Chadwick, Chadditix, Chadducus! You're 4 years old and you still act like a puppy! Thanks for being such a good caretaker of me, Sena taught you well. Who needs men!?
Right. Right. Still, guys keep asking me to meet. I have to try. With no friends in Jersey, I refuse to turn into a complete hermit. I guess some people might not be able to understand that.
I accepted an invitation to see Slumdog Millionaire with a local in-town guy who says he's just looking for friends and likes movies enough to discuss their award-winning worthiness. Good, I think. No pressure there.
And there's another guy who has been asking me for dog training advice who says he wants to buy me a cup of coffee for helping him out with his puppy. Hmm. On Saturday. Sure, why not. It's just another day to many people. And I'm OK with that.
Baseball season is underway! Well, OK, spring training. But still. I'm loving me some eye candy on the MLB network!
Losing Weight; Finding Men
"Never make someone a priority in your life when you are just their option."