Uch, I know I'm awful; however, in my defense, I did have a 3 day business trip last week that left me little to no chance to get onto the ol laptop and crank shit out. Well, I mean I did get on my laptop, but it was to actually, you know, work. Damn that work! Gets in the way of everything huh?
Not much new is going on here, and no new exploits to really explore. As I said I was in Vermont for most of last week, and aside from the feeling that my heart was missing because it was two long nights away from my darling little angel, the trip was fun albeit work related. We had plans to spend the week there and snowboard, but for unforseen circumstances that I'm not even going to go into, I just left Tuesday morning for the meeting and returned Thursday afternoon. If you're ever in the Vermont area I highly recommend the Equinox Hotel--it's modern yet still has that old world charm. The drive up was the longest I have been away from Wee-rizzle aside from actually going to work, and the distress was palpable. So palpable I think I checked in about 30 times a day to make sure she was ok, and much to the chagrin of He-Rizzle, wrote out an extensive list of everything it is that I do for her and the rundown of things 'cause not only am I Type-A, neurotic, and OCD, but I'm a schedule whore. My how I have changed since my glory days of singledom and kidlessness, huh?
Anyway, He-rizzle did well, she was alive and in one piece when I got home so all my worry was for nothing. That said, if I've learned anything during my short stint as a mother it's that there's no logic to any of the array of emotions you feel when it comes to your little one(s), and if prompted to leave again for a night or two I'd feel the same way and probably do it all the same. I will say a part of me felt absolutely amazeballs when He-rizzle was telling me how terrible bathtime was and how she was screaming bloody murder the entire time. Evil of me? Oh fuck yea, but it truly is nice to know that there is at least one thing I do better than anyone else!
In other news I started the 30 Day Shred, and so far it's doable. My abs hurt like hell, so I'm hoping for results, but the scale hasn't budged yet. Bastard.
And back to work I go. I promise some more cooking stuff soon. To who? I don't know, but I kind of like having a place to feel self important and like I'm awesome!
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