Good morning! Yup, there's still 15 minutes of it left.
Today I get to drag a chair around and search the tops of cabinets and such for the poor bird.
That doesn't sound like any fun at all. Good luck!
That doesn't sound like fun either.
I've been doing not so fun stuff too. Cleaned the bathrooms, laundry, supervised Morgan cleaning her room, listened to Alex complain and moan about not being able to get a program to work on the computer so that he can start the "class" he is doing on some computer language. Because he can't figure it out in an hour, he ready to call it a day and start over tomorrow. I told him no, keep trying and you can have a small break every hour or so but to put in the agreed upon time of 5 hours working on it for the day. He's pacing the house and moaning and looks to be on the verge of an outburst. Why oh why can't things with him run somewhat smoothly?
Words failed me. I didn't even respond. God only knows what kind of face I was making. I think somewhere between shock and hurt. Hubby says she doesn't know what she's talking about and don't let her comment bother me. But now I'm going to go around thinking I'm a bit "chunky". I'm stopping here because I've been 20 to 30 pounds lighter before and looked literally sick. There's nothing wrong with being chunky but I've lost almost 100 pounds and didn't do it to hear someone basically say I needed to lose more weight. If only she'd seen my before pic. I'm excited because I'm way below hubby's weight now and he was actually able to pick me up today. 
She's probably jealous that you are so close to your goal and she might not be.
that's mean, I'm sorry.
