Hi Ho... oh whatever

Ya know it's gonna be one of those days when you....

• promised your son you'd take him somewhere and you are already late for your appointment
• you also promised to take the dogs and they are now on a leash by the front door
• you open the front door and there's a dead squirrel in front of the glass storm door
• the dogs AND the cats see the squirrel
• all four animals WANT that dead squirrel "can we keep it, huh, huh, can we keep it?"
• you realize uh oh, it's gonna be one of those days

That was my yesterday.  Thank you, it's over.

This morning I got on Kaa (my s-s-s-scale) and did not see the results I was hoping to s-s-s-see.  Looks like I'm having another one of those days-- damn it!  Don't get me wrong, I've lost 15 pounds so far but my goal was to lose 2 lbs a week.  One pound (even though it is a loss) has gotten me off my goal.  I'm not beating myself up about it; it just means NO MORE MARGARITAS IN SAN ANTONIO.  Oh but it was so good.  I guess that's the give and take of dieting.  I can have whatever I want, right?  It will just take me longer to achieve my goal.  I remember as a teen (yeah, and probably as an adult too) my friends would make fun of my shopping tactics--  I didn't have a plan (surprise!).  I would be looking through one area and run to a totally different section of the store, only to come back to where I was in the first place.  My brother's best friend laughed when he heard Hubby and I were getting married.  He described Hubby setting out on a path and walking straight down that path-- no deviating.  He described me as walking along and then jetting off into the bushes and then back on the path.  AND just in case I didn't get it, he also provided hand motions to illustrate me swerving on and off that path.  I mean honestly, I think I would have been diagnosed ADD in the 70's if Dr. had known about it and given it a name!  But I admit it:  I love life.  I want to enjoy it and live it to my full extent.  And yes, that means jetting on and off my path occasionally.  I am a little more systematic these days.  Quite frankly I don't have the stamina to shop that way.  Is it by the front door of the store?  Great; I'll take it!

So I'll pick myself up by my boot straps, dust myself off (I sure wish there was 1 pound of dust to dust off-- then I'd be back on target, pardner!) and hi ho silver my ass back on my weight loss happy trails.  Should I include hand motions?