So *Stan (*not his real name obviously) agreed to come by as soon as he could (once he got over the shock of my call) and like a total gentleman and super guy that he is, came to not only my aid but my mom's as well. I had not seen him since last summer. The first thing I noticed when he arrived was this huge wedding band on his finger. It was silver. Wow, a lot of changes I see. The a/c was repaired in less than an hour. He didn't even want to charge me a dime! I practically shoved the check down his throat. He finally relented but only after he said he would give me a discount. See? Super-duper guy! Now, now, before all of you jump on me with questions, *Stan and I didn't have any chemistry at all. None. Zip. Nada. That is why we didn't continue to go out. The feeling was mutual so no one was hurt.
Let's move on shall we?
Prior to coming home to an oven, I had been at the dreaded boot-camp! This is week three and I'm happy to report that I'm actually making headway! I hardly pant anymore (no seriously!) or feel like I'm going to throw-up or pass-out while throwing up. And I have been meeting all of my small, personal goals in each class! At first, I dreaded going because I never thought I would be able to keep up, but I totally have! And I've lost several inches! I can tell by the way my clothes are fitting. I haven't weighed myself yet because I don't want to. Not until the boot camp is over. My friend that
What else happened to me today? Oh yeah, I heard from Minute Maid guy. For all the new followers, "Minute Maid guy" is someone I met on my birthday weekend last October. I gave him that name because that's where we met, at Minute Maid park, during an Astros game. He keeps popping in and out of my life every few months. For example, the last time I saw him was in December. We went out quite a few times and had what I thought to be great times. But then, he disappeared on me. Only to pop up again in February. We didn't go out, we just chatted a few times on the phone. And then he was gone again. And now he's back. Silly, silly, boy! Meh! Whatever, he's not someone I will ever take seriously, so I may as well have a good time. Right? Right.
And that kids, is the end of my little story about a day called Monday. If you're still with me, thanks! You're the BEST!
You know the drill, it's a brand new week, make it count!