Blog withdrawal

The day today was long. They only get longer from here. And, all day is lecture sans computers. So, this is my only time to check in with everyone. It's a bit difficult to hold out all day. :)

I'm pretty sure I ate about three day's worth of food and beverage today. Whenever I'm on the road I go a little “yay, Mom and Dad are outta the house and the babysitter said I could eat anything” crazy. I am on the cusp of 32, I really need to pace myself. It's not like the awesome food is going anywhere. If I count up what I had today, it goes a little something like following: two coffees with cream and extra sugar, oatmeal with brown sugar, bacon with maple syrup, seasoned potatoes, coffee with cream and extra sugar, Pepsi, Pepsi, pasta with pesto sauce, roast beef, salad with cheese and ranch dressing, a slice of chocolate cake, Pepsi, a poppable size pastry of some sort, some M&Ms, coffee with milk (no more cream) and extra sugar, Smart Food popcorn, sour cream and onion chips, and 1/5 of a piece of chocolate chocolate tower cake from Outback. I think another Pepsi's thrown in their somewhere. It's just waaaaay more calories than I usually consume in a day, and last night's dinner was huge as well so I'm starting to worry about chunking up on this trip. I'll cut out the water, huge breakfast, meat at lunch, and junky stuff at night and I should be back on track. It's so hard to eat right when on the road. A banana is sitting right in front of me unpeeled.

I took the gamble, brought the camera to the conference, and tonight when I called Hay he told me that balloons went over the house tonight. Eff. A. ing. Put it all together. Ugh. I did get some good shots today, but I'm sad we missed out on the balloon pics. My dad did take some photos, but history predicts that I shall never see those photos. I just recently received photos from 38 years ago (my mom and dad's wedding) after they'd been in storage for 18 years. My parents have been divorced since 1977. Either way, it's a long time to get those photos. I'm not holding my breath another 38 years for balloon pics.

Hay is filling in with my cat duties while I'm away, which is very sweet of him to do. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Yes, the cats love him every day, but they'll love him more if he gives them treats and plays feather stick with them. Oh, and scoops the poopies, although we didn't talk about that one. ;) Georgie won't let Hay not scoop the boxes. Her alert cry is not ignorable.

I'm off to watch the finale of The Apprentice and check in on folks. Au revoir encore. :)