Confession Tuesday

Tonight I had the dinner of champions: Sauvignon Blanc, rice with salt and butter, and chocolate cookie dough. That’s right, I’m tired, stressed out, and my husband isn’t home. But I’m still accountable for not eating anything healthier, which is why I’m writing it down.

It also doesn’t help that I have not been able to write in a few days. I keep letting my few free minutes slip me by and blaming walks with Daphne, exhaustion, or trying to get something done around the house. But really I have not fought hard enough to get the 20-30 minutes a day I need. At least we’ve been having some killer sunsets lately, like this one to the left.

Saturday we went to the Mushroom Festival in Kennett Square. Apparently it’s the mushroom capital of the world. I’ll be posting on that tomorrow. Especially since the post has been half finished since Saturday (but I won’t get into that). Then Sunday we went to Rehoboth and spent three beautiful hours on a perfect beach. Big waves, crystal blue sky, and dolphins just off shore.

Really, I should have posted this photo without a filter. We met up with an old sorority sister of mine Alicia, who I’m having a good time reconnecting with after about five years. Then while Adam watched the painful Green Bay / San Francisco game, I spent some quality time on the treadmill and watching Daphne be enthralled with my ab workout.

Then with 7pm Yoga Flow last night, nothing ended up happening. Tonight Adam is in Indianapolis for a conference with work, so I am playing Pack Master. Needless to say, I’m failing miserably. At least she is going both up and down our entire staircase on her own. Finally!!!




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