Had a busy weekend. Saturday night we went to my neice's wedding reception. We would have loved to have seen the wedding but we just couldn't leave the dogs that long. As it is, we left the house at 5:00 and didn't get home until around 12:30 or so. We had a GREAT time! Got to see alot of people we haven't seen in a long time. My nephew was the photographer and he had one of those photo booths set up for people to have their pictures taken in. He made it himself. As a matter of fact, he had just completed it that morning! He's a pretty smart guy. Hubby and I went in and had our picture taken...




There's a staircase out in the main lobby so I had hubby take a picture of me on the staircase....and there's a piano there so he took a picture of me by the piano....this was all as were were leaving, so we had a few drinks in us by then...haha.















Then Sunday was Easter. I made a ham for dinner with all the fixings and we just spent the day at home.

Monday I hit the gym!!

Today I went to the gym twice......once to do my regular workout (resistence machines and treadmill)....and then later I went back to do the Zumba aerobics. Trying to get in as much gym time as I can.

I'm leaving for Caseville tomorrow for a week and I don't think they have the fitness center built yet in Caseville. They're suppose to but the last time I was up there they hadn't even broke ground yet. I'm going to try and get out and at least do some walking....weather permitting.

I have alot of yard work to do so hopefully, I'll get some exercise in that way. I'm thinking of leaving the dogs home this time. I'm only going to be gone a week. But I HATE leaving my dogs!! What to do, what to do.....

I know there is nothing for them to do up there and they have the whole summer to be going back and forth there. Keno loves chasing after his squirrels here at home. And all Mini Sue does up there is sleep under the bed. I don't think they like it up there. So maybe I'll leave them home....but I'll miss them so bad!! I don't like not being with my dogs. What to do...what to do....?????

Oops....Dancing With The Stars is on.......rooting for Kirstie and Kendra!!

DO I REALLY LOOK LIKE THAT?!!

I had to go to Target to buy a few things that I needed, and naturally started looking at things that I don't really need....like clothes. But I just can't pass up those damn 'Clearance' racks. So I'm picking out this and that and decide I better try them on....and I truly HATE trying on clothes in those stores. I have to go into the fitting room where the dreaded fitting room mirrors are.

Why are fitting room mirrors so different from my mirrors at home??

At home I check myself out and I look pretty good.....okay, maybe not great, but certainly good enough to go to freakin' Target. I mean, at least I have make-up on and my hair is combed and I'm feeling pretty good cause I lost a few pounds and I'm wearing jeans that haven't fit all winter.

But then I go into the fitting room, turn around and see an old fat crone staring back at me....Yikes!...Where did SHE come from?

The point is that all store fitting room mirrors make a person look absolutely hideous and I can't figure out why.

First of all, they don't use 'skinny' mirrors....they use 'fat' mirrors. I see every fat cell. I look at least 10 pounds fatter than I did before I walked out of my house.

Then my beautifully made-up face is now all wrinkled up and sagging and I look like I just got out of bed.

So I turn around in disgust and take off my size 8 jeans that fit me just fine, thank you, and try on another size 8 pair of jeans and I can't even get the damn button buttoned....I can barely get them up past my now humongous butt. So go figure. Apparently you can actually gain weight just by entering one of their fitting rooms!

Then I try on the top which happened to be a size Small....why or why did I even think that it would fit, why did I bother to even take it in the fitting room...but it was on sale..and it was cute..and I was hoping. Reality Check: NO FUCKING WAY
I barely get it down past my boobs and it is so super tight. And I'm looking at myself in that stupid mirror and I've got this too tight, plastered to my body top on with a pair of jeans that looked like I had at least a dozen muffins hanging over the waistband. Not Good. Nope. Not working for me. But now I can't get the top off. So I got my head down and I'm yanking and pulling on it and clawing at it with my fingernails and inch by inch, it slowly came off. Whew! I settled for a Medium. It's a little snug but at least I can get it on and off okay. Decided I don't need the jeans.

Then I get the hell out of there....

I just wanted to go home and kiss my mirrors at home...at least THEY love me.

RIP tax season....(I'll be back)

Well...It's been awhile since I last posted anything, but there just hasn't been a damn exciting thing going on in my life.

I've been working a couple/few times a week since it's still tax season. Monday is my last day. For those of you who may not know, but apparently Friday, Apr. 15, is some kind of government holiday (even though everybody else in the country has to work), so they extended the tax season to April 18. And we've been busy, busy, busy this year. And it's just me and my boss doing all the work.

I can't believe I've been working for the same CPA for well over 20 years now. I think I started working for him back in '87....hmmmmmm, I'll have to ask him Monday....my memory doesn't go back that far anymore. But he works for himself and does accounting the rest of the year for companies....but come tax season, he needs my help. It's a great job, to say the least! I work a 2/3 times a week for 2 months and then I'm off for 10 months to do as I please. Back when I was more ambitious, I use to work other part-time jobs and temporary jobs for a temporary agency. One good set-up I had was when I worked for the American Lung Association. I worked their busy season from end of April (after tax season) to end of June (school out, summer Caseville time), and September to December...then I was off for my tax seasonal job. Did that for a couple years. One tax season, I worked for my CPA, AND I worked a part-time job for Equifax at the same time. WOW....that is when I was really ambitious and could actually get up and function well before noon. I remember working jobs where I had to be at work at 8:30 in the freakin' morning!! I have no clue how in the hell I ever did that. I must have had a clone.

When I first started working for my CPA, I use to go in at 10:00 which wasn't too bad.....but at some point, when my body started to do morning melt-downs, I finally had to ask him if I could PLEASE start at noon, and I was willing to work til whatever time....6:00-7:00....didn't matter, but I could no longer do mornings.

I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON!! But that is another subject...

So anyway, Monday is my last day and it's always a little sad when I work my last day. Damn....I like my office, and I love the kitchen/break room and really love the coffee! This is a new office for us and it's the first time I've ever had an office where the coffee is FREE.....well, at least for me....I guess my boss has to pay for it, but he told me to drink all the coffee I want and I do. And it's really great coffee....and there's even a TV in there. I'm going to miss it.

Through the years, we've been in several different locations and offices, and one year he had two offices and I worked both of them. But this place tops all of them so I hope he doesn't move again.

But I'll be back in 10 months!...and when I come back to work, it's like I never left. It's really funny how in all this time, my boss and I have never aged....weird....