Notes from a Delinquent Blogger....

I don't know where the time has gone :) No, seriously, I just have had nothing to blog about. Pretty pathetic. I've also been a serious GYMaholic. I feel pretty good. I forgot what it was like to actually move your body. Remember, I have a job that you sit on your rump at the computer for 4-5 hours at a time with things in your ears.

I had my fitness profile done yesterday. I was very nervous about it because I thought I'd be a lost cause. I was pretty much fit to excellent in every category (well, fit to excellent within the 40-49 year old age bracket) so I'm not that great. I need work on my back flexibility and I want to bring my body fat percentage down a notch. Chocolate, be gone from thy household!

In other news, Matthew is going next week for his x-rays and fitting for his braces. He is really depressed about getting them. He thinks he's going to be ugly. I told him he could never ever be ugly. He thinks the kids are going to call him names.. so what, I said. Tell them "yeah, well you're ugly" (haha.. I didn't really tell him that but I was tempted).

I had a spaz attack the other night when making meatballs. I put everything in the bowl, breadcrumbs, parmesan cheese, egg, spices, a little water, a little milk, then added the beef. Well, I'm mixing it up and there were all these little hard white things that I was pulling out. What the heck? They were fairly sharp and pointy. I'm thinking, bones? Are there bones in my beef? Did bones get into the grinder. So I pulled these little things out and called the supermarket.. "I think there are bone fragments in the ground beef I bought" Geez, she says, bones don't get anywhere near the grinder...can you bring it in and we'll give you a refund? But of course. But there goes dinner. So I took out the ground turkey, popped it in the microwave and got another bowl ready. In goes the breadcrumbs, egg, cheese, milk.. then I go to add the turkey. As I'm mixing it up, there they are again!!!! BONES??????? Am I losing my mind? Have these always been there and I haven't noticed? Matthew walks in from school and hears me talking out loud and says "let me see".. Mom, that looks like cheese.

Cheese. Grated parmesan cheese. I bought a new kind of freshly grated parmesan cheese and it was hard and pointy.

After I fell on the floor laughing my *** off at my foolishness I cooked up those turkey meatballs and we all ate dinner. Too bad the first batch ended up in the trash. Oh yes, in the midst of my laughter, I called back the supermarket (anonymously of course) to relay that there were not, in fact, bones in the beef.

Did you miss me?