In true slug fashion, I spent the whole of yesterday on the couch in a near catatonic state. I only stirred to use the bathroom, care for the kidlet, and to eat. Usually, I feel supremely guilty about locking an active toddler in the house all day long, but yesterday was rainy and blustery, so outside play was out, anyway. She spent the morning "cooking" in her play kitchen and bringing delightful plastic food dishes out to me and to Mr. Whoo to sample. We also curled up with a few movies. CindyLou has a small lap-sized DVD player that she calls her "'puter (computer)." We bought it for it's sanity saving value on long trips and airplane rides. The DVD player is silver, and it looks very much like my laptop ("mommy's 'puter"). So she snuggled next to me on the couch and we watched "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" (the cool claymation one) and "Lady and the Tramp" on the DVD player, while college football reigned supreme on our living room TV. Those two movies just happen to be my childhood favorites, as well, but I swear that she picked them all on her own! She is my mini-me. It was really nice and relaxing, and just what I needed.
Mr. Whoo was a bit more productive (as always), and he even took it upon himself to groom our fatty-bobolatty cats. You see, once a kitty reaches such gargantuan proportion, it is damn near impossible for them to clean their backsides. Therefore, it is up to us to brush and groom the hapless creatures. Our girl kitty bears the brunt of having "bad hair." She has tons of kitty dandruff, and her fur gets really oily. Mr. Whoo brushed the equivalent of a whole cat's worth of hair from her back, and then remarked how nice it would be if someone would just invent a handy-dandy spray in order to spruce the cats up with minimal effort. "They could even call it Ca-breze," he quipped. Hilarious. Everyone knows how fun it is to give a cat a bath, so Cabreze sounds like a phenomenal idea to me!
We also had our Body for Life "free day" yesterday, in honor of college football. We ordered Chinese delivery at 11:00 in the morning, y'all. We are pathetic. It was sooooo good! So far this week I am down 4.2 pounds, and I haven't even been getting all of the meals into the day, so I am pumped. It is a good start, at any rate. I used to live every day like it was a "free day" so eating on track this week was a true eye-opener. This week I need to try a little harder with the weight lifting. I am such a puss, and I know I'm not pushing myself as hard as I should be. I am really proud of Mr. Whoo, as well. He's lost over 6 pounds! (He has been much better about sticking to plan and really utilizing the workouts. I think it is because he made the mistake of telling one of his buddies about BFL and now said buddy is starting the program, too. Ever the competitor!)
Today we went to church and I cried through a really nice service about giving thanks and counting blessings. It was really very touching. Then we braved the masses and hit Sam's club and the grocery store to stock up for our Thanksgiving feast. Now CindyLou is napping, Mr. Whoo is out scouting hunting sites (insert eye roll here), and I am blogging, procrastinating dictating my delinquent charts, and watching a herd of deer in the backyard. It's been a good weekend; let's hope this trend continues throughout the week!