I'm so ready for the next big thing. I'm so very tired of hearing about RFRA. I have a friend who works for a not-for-profit tourist organization (her organization lobbied against RFRA), and they are getting all sorts of calls and hate mail about RFRA from people who think they work for the city/state. Indy city-county council did have an emergency vote last night to repeal RFRA and every major business in the city is coming out against it. I hope this salvages some business/events/conventions.
Yesterday my ear felt like someone was stabbing it and now my stomach is off today. WTF body? Get it together.
We asked DefConn this weekend why he comes in our bed to sleep sometimes. His answer, "Because I miss you and I want to snuggle with you." That kid, gah.
The kiddo is supposed to wake himself up today or he faces consequences from DH. That kid cannot wake up with an alarm. I have visions of him being 25 and we need to call him to wake him up for work. We would never do that, but seriously...I worry a bit. He's only got 4 short years until he's going to be done with HS and onto college/work/both. He'll figure it out.
Oh and he broke up with his GF. He did it over the phone. We talked about the right way (in person is best) and wrong way (never over text) to break-up with people. He told me face to face 'scares' him because of the reaction he might get. I told him not to have girlfriends then. And that he needs to sack up.
Re: Morning
In other yay news I've lost 6 lbs. I was struggling not to gain with weights and cardio. I even had my doctor run thyroid checks (still waiting) I decided it couldn't hurt to try piyo. I found it for $40 on eBay and have followed it for 5 weeks. It's 6 days a week anything from 20 to 45 mins. I like the workouts and am kind of sad on rest days. I hate all of he push-ups but I can't deny my arms are looking better, my belly a little flatter, and I am more flexible.
Funny you mention about Kiddo and alarm clocks, I think DD's is may be starting to wig out. Either it didn't go off this morning, or she turned it off and didn't remember. Either way, I got out of the shower and she was still in bed, which was bad news. But we hustled and she got on the bus. This kid, though--she's so southern! It was upper 30's when we were at the bus stop (but it's supposed to get into the 70's!), and she was almost in tears: "I'm so cold!" Honey, you don't even know cold. This kid would wear a parka whenever it's below 60, I swear.
I have to jet out of here shortly. DD has some kind of "recognition breakfast" at school for a PTA art contest she participated in. The invite arrived Friday and was pretty skimpy on details, so I don't know if she's getting some kind of award, an everyone-gets-a-medal kind of thing, or what. I'm just going to show up, smile, eat a mini muffin, and then head back to the office. Oh, and because the invites went out late-ish, the PTA president emailed a reminder yesterday, and a handful of dummies did the reply to all thing. So my Gmail started blowing up yesterday afternoon, I was all "Why do I suddenly have 10 new emails?" I need to look into how to ignore a conversation when I'm on mobile.
I've been singing this same song for how many years????
My phone alarm is the least intrusive of them all, rainforest sounds with birds and I wake up like it's a MAC truck. Sheesh.
Also---made ridiculously large steaks on the grill last night, and from all of the pointers on how to use the new grill, they were right. Perfectly medium rare, I love forums.
DD kills me. She was the first one called up to get her certificate, and she blushed like crazy. We're fair to begin with, but we're also big blushers--I blush at everything, I swear. She didn't realize that it was an "everyone gets a certificate" thing, and she was so proud of her "award" and happy that I was at school, so I just went with it.
*ETA: I think he meant just the straight ones, though.