Out on the town.

I have really been slacking on my blogs.  I have had a whirl-wind week since I have gotten back from Pittsburgh.  In addition to the lack of free time on my hands, my computer at work had a virus. I might as well have been using an abacus all week. Not fun!

I suppose the blog should cover the weekend through Sunday.  If I had to describe it in one word, I would use ... Fantastic. The girls and I went out to celebrate Gina's birthday.  We were teased that we would end up at Applebee's at 10p.m. as our big night out.  It was not Applebees but it wasn't far from it.  I had not been "out" in years so I was a bit rusty.  Being the designated driver, I didn't exactly have what it took to get my "moves like Jagger" flowing.  At a respectable hour for us 30 somethings, we headed back to home.  A nice night out.  I love spending time with Jen and Gina.  We are all working in the same direction and it really makes it easier to enjoy myself knowing that everyone else is suffering along with me. As a responsible friend and driver, I  dropped off my crew.  I never planned on heading back out to the bar.  A friend of mine had strong armed me into going and lured me in with a promise of a safe ride home.  I am really glad too.  I met a lot of new friends and was reminded by the 20 somethings that life does not end at 11 p.m..  I really enjoyed my night out. I enjoyed it so much that at one part of the night I ended up playing double dutch.  In the bar. Without a rope. That's a damn good time. Not only was I feeling good, I could possibly have been looking good too.  Outside of the bar, in the least likely circumstance, I got a "wave over" from a police officer.  Contrary to my original thought, my butt might have looked good in those jeans after all.  Saturday... ahh, Saturday was fairly uneventful.  Thank goodness too.  I can double dutch but I can't function in the morning.  You get one or the other.  I was due for a workout but CrossFit ended up no more then a fleeting thought.  Sunday, I went on a wild goose chase for a winter jacket that fit.  All of my winter clothes are XXL's and XL's and thats not going to do very well unless I plan hosting a party under my jacket.  I looked for 2 hours.  After 4 stores, I ended up at my old standby, Target.  Still, I had no luck.  That is going to be the task for the week.   The rest of the day on Sunday, I spent with friends watching the game(s).  I indulged in some home cooked pasta from heaven, but headed home to end my weekend back on plan.  I knew that if I stayed a minute longer, I would have ended up with the chocolate chip cookie concoction that had been calling my name all day.

Another weekend trying to balance "the plan" and having an enjoyable life.  I must have done something right.  I am down another pound.  Not much but after a bit of a gain and a 4 week hold, every little bit counts.