▪ Losing weight. When I learned ten minutes before I was supposed to leave for a
party on Saturday that I was supposed to wear more of a cocktail dress than the jeans and tank top I had on, I had options! I was able to go into my closet and pull out a little red number and a pair of slightly trampy black strappy sandals. That would not have been the case a couple of months ago. And while I didn’t look perfect, I didn’t look half bad either.
▪ Aveeno daily radiance lotion with a little bit of self tanner in it. While I don’t have a deep dark tan (or really a tan at all), at least my legs no longer glow brilliantly white like the moon and I was able to go without stockings. And, even better, I had just shaved my legs.
▪ Losing weight part b: John’s enjoyment of the little red dress and slightly trampy black strappy sandals. It is nice to feel sexy again. Not that John has EVER done or said anything to make me feel unattractive. I managed to make myself feel unsexy all on my own.
▪ Caffeine, sweet caffeine. When you don’t have it very often, caffeine can be a huge help the day after you are up WAY past your bedtime [see item # 1, cocktail party and item #3, appreciative husband :)] and need some help to wake the fuck up. (Sorry for the swearing. Bad Santa was on a little while ago, and even though they bleep most of the swearing out, I still know they are saying a swear word every 3.7 seconds, and it is contagious. Kind of like Deadwood.)
▪ Reconnecting with an old friend and discovering you like them as much as you did the last time you saw them, approximately 15 or 16 years ago. Even better, this person is making one of your best friends very happy.
▪ An evening with friends, laughing, talking, retelling old stories and having fun. Explaining to new people all of the connections that tie you together, and realizing just how much you’ve been through with these people and how much they mean to you.
▪ A long, leisurely Sunday with my two favorite people, John and Seamus. What could be better? Even if my little furry con man of a dog tricked me into taking him out tonight when all he wanted to do was smell stuff, not take care of business.
And how was your weekend?
You know how I can tell that this post is a lie?
Cause it starts "i had a party to go to..." C'mon, I know that you don't go to 'parties'. puh-lease. :)
I absolutely love that you called Seamus a person. because dogs ARE people too! :)