Ack!

I picked an awful day to start dieting.  Tonight I have to shop for my 8 y.o.’s birthday party, and he wants dirt cake, Mac & Cheese pizza, and Hawaiian pizza.

I might forego the grocery and skip straight to CARB CITY, exit 1 mi ahead.

So maybe this diet thing goes one day at a time, huh?  

I can’t see myself passing up a big piece of dirt cake, right?  What was the point of that awesome home birth 8 years ago if I don’t get to commemorate it with whipped cream & cream cheese and Oreos?

I could skip the Mac & Cheese pizza, but you know I’ll have to sample it to make sure it turned out okay!  He used to like to get that from CiCi’s, and now CiCi’s is closed, so I gotta try and find curly macaroni for him…because he is my BABY and BABIES get spoiled around here.

I’m tired.  I had planned to write today while the kids watched the movie at the library, but our day got totally rearranged and now I’m pretty exhausted from cleaning house and stuff.  MAYBE because I ran/walked this morning.  Maybe not.  I dunno.  I just know I need a nap now.