11:57am

didn't sleep very well last night. then got up at 5:30 to stretch&run. run seems a bit extreme. i only went 2 miles or so. then came back home&crashed, thus the morning post at noon. i was just thinking about how much i dislike silence when the cicadas started up. when i was a kid my sisters&i would go out at night with flashlights&pick them off trees, cause they'd be in their shells. then we'd take them home&set them somewhere&watch them crack their shells&dry their wings. the next morning their wings would be dry&we'd let them go. when it would storm we would sit on either the front or back porch, depending on which way the wind was blowing. those were good nights. we'd all have a blanket&talk about whatever. i do have a pretty great family. at least i have good siblings. my parents weren't raised very well so they didn't raise us well either. so they're sort of irrelevant. what started that? oh, my hatred for silence&the cicada cure. okay, trip down memory lane over. 

my sister will be here friday evening. that's 2 days of restricting&workouts that i thought i had&don't now. i've already lost a little, but i need to lose more. but with only 2 days..suuuure. that'll happen. okay, so i'm a little frustrated. no worries. i have an orthodontist appointment tomorrow mornings&then i babysit my niece at 1. the rest of the day will be filled with painting&laundry&all that fun stuff. i swear i had something to say when i logged into blogger. oops.

thinspo:

or:

well....again....at least the correct girl is in stripes. stripes are great when they cover something that fits well. otherwise they stretch apart&it looks like fat is trying to escape out of prison.

xoxo

zette