Holiday

Well, part of my vacation went fine - the important part. But the trip to Hermann was horrid and it was my own fault. I was so concerned that Wendy wasn't having a good time that I way overdid it, got sick over everything and spent most of the week-end hiding out in the bedroom (while the bed spun). I won't be showing my face in that town for many years to come. I am so humiliated.

The trip to Disney went a lot better. I had a fabulous time, as did Shawn and his parents. They were fine with the downsized resort and LOVED the meal plan. We did pretty much everything we wanted to do, including going 400 feet up in a balloon. Our room the first night wasn't ready when we got there, or for the five hours following. We cheated and tried our room key (we knew what room was ours as we had an adjoining one with Shawn's folks) and found it in disarray. When we were finally given the OK to go to the room, it was STILL in disarray, with the nightstand on one bed, the phone and papers on the other bed and a dehumidifier (or something) on the table. Shawn was very upset and called the desk yelling at them. It was funny to listen to; he said he was very angry, we had been waiting for hours for the room and it was a mess when we got in. "There's this thing that looks like a bomb on the table!" When he threw in 'And it's my anniversary' I had to leave the room - I was laughing so much! We got a free night stay and a small bouquet of balloons saying, Happy Anniversary! I kept the balloons for the scrapbook. We'll laugh every time we look at them! Other than that, we had great service and a fab time. And I've had my Disney fix for awhile!

Apple Pie

I baked my first apple pie of the season today. Sweet yumminess! Now I have to either find someone to help me eat it or I eat the whole thing and get even fatter! Shawn may have one slice but that will be all he'll eat. Now if it was a pecan pie, that would be a horse of a different color!

Two weeks from tomorrow we'll be heading to Disney. Sometimes I really worry about my addiction to Disney World. For the money we are spending on going, we could have had a real nice trip someplace else, too. Someplace that would be new to us. But we keep getting drawn back to the Mouse. I wonder why that is.

Today is Charlie's birthday - big 4-0. If the Little Kids are starting to turn 40, I'm in some real trouble! That means 50 is just around the corner for me. I think 50 will be the last decade I'm fairly confident I'll see all the way through. And that's scary.

Just got my blood work results back from the life insurance folks. Everything is fine except my dumb triglyceride level. I just can't seem to get that down. I can't believe I am so addicted to sugar. I can't seem to stop eating the stuff, be it in candy or white bread/pasta/cereal. I'm heading into a storm and I can't seem to force myself to change course. I don't know what to do. I could try eating the way Shawn does but his cholesterol is high so that's no good, either. I wonder if some of my issue is a family trait. Sucks.