Am I Talkin To Myself?

Unfortunatly, I am among those that must treck over to the good old laundry mat to clean our clothes. And I tell you, you NEVER know what you will witness at these places. Now, I usually go at night and leave my son w/ my husband and *sigh* use this as my alone time- how pathetic, I know. However yesterday I decided to take him during the late afternoon and have him be my helper and get all 13 loads done. All was going great....then while our clothes were in the dryer all of a sudden all these kids started pouring into the place! Living in the tri-state area, let's admit, many of the "mats" are owned and ran by people that don't even speak English. So a few of us customers start lookin at each other like WTF IS THIS? I look outside, there's a huge luxury bus w/ NY plates...and a lady stands up on a chair in the place and starts talkin to all the kids over a microphone!! i mean, there were like 30 kids! And she was not talking English...I'm almost certain it was Chinese, as all the kids were Asian. Anywho, the kids all had like a few shirts or something in a small bag and were going crazy to wash their clothes. I have never ever ever ever seen a school trip to do laundry! THIS WAS FUNNY! So kids were running all around, putting in clothes and then they all went back onto the bus. And stayed there. Boy was I happy my clothes were already in the dryer.
I folded and packed up all 200 pieces of clothing I had and loaded up 2 carts and Gavin was draggin one towards the door and I behind him...and all of a sudden BOOM! BUM RUSH OF KIDS back in the mat to retrieve their clothes right from the spin cycle! CHAOS insued! We almost got trampled! A fellow English speaking customer was trying to help save me and my son from being squashed and get ourselves thru the pack of happy-ass laundry washing children. They did not even care that a lil 3 1/2 yr old boy was forcing his way past trying to make it out of the crowd! THIS WAS SERIOUS BUSINESS HERE. I have never in my life seen such a thing. I cannot wrap my finger around the reason behind this, nor why they came from NY to this particular place on a Wednesday at 5:30 pm. I think I should've gotten some phone numbers of those kids since washing clothes made them so happy-- I would throw a few bucks at them if they wanted to wash mine! But the man that was so brave as to yell at the children to get out of our way said it best, "This is ridiculous. God Bless America". Word. Only in America.

I. JOINED. A. GYM.

and I am on a mission. I have GOT to get into shape and knock off some lbs before I decide to destroy my body some more *AHEM* I mean and have another baby. I have no itinerary...just the good old eat less, exercise more routine. I never diet. I do not eat very healthy...but I'm also not swallowing Burger King every day either. I just hate vegetables. I have a total of maybe three that I will eat...and not often. I will eat corn. I will eat salads but only w/ cheese (and/or meats) and croutons and dressing- no veggies. I know I am weird but that's ok, that is why they make mulit-vitamins. Note to self: pick up some of those.
So, I am hoping that since I joined the gym w/ two girlfriends of mine that are also on a mission---we will succeed. I am very impatient when it comes to seeing results so I really, really hope I see something to keep me motivated! And today my legs are like Jello! YAY!

I took the Christmas tree down today! Isn't it funny how after Thanksgiving you're so excited to pull out all the decorations and knick-knacks and fill every inch of space w/ holiday cheer...and then after a month your all like, "This shit has to go!" Well, I kinda got to that point over the weekend...and since my hubby would keep the tree up til it turned into a hardened weapon of needles, I waited til he went to work! AND GOOD GRIEF THE MESS IT MADE! And after literally HOURS of vaccuuming and packing and stuffing and hauling and getting pricked w/ needles and sweeping...I AM DONE. And I like the fact that my living room now looks so naked.

Next step...rearranging and reconfiguring toy storage. sigh.

**On a random side note...this Travolta tragedy is getting to me. I grew up loving this fine actor, and seeing all the loving pictures of him with his son, Jett...well, it tears me up something awful! It makes me stop and think about why I have to raise my voice to my son just because he does this or that...I sometimes think we all need to take a minute after hearing about these sad occurances and be thankful for what we have. now I must go kiss my munchkin...