where i left off...

i'll start out with re-stating that pb left last sunday. although, i'm sad cuz it's nice having him here it's also a relief that he's gone because the minute he stepped out of the door opi proclaimed that he gained over a kilo the past 2 weeks and that we must immediately cut out one meal, that being the kaffee, and go on a diet. hell! fine by me!!! so, i lost all the weight that i gained while pb was here and am back to where i was when i got here. i made sure i ate phenomonally this past week but due to TOM i'm at a standstill hopefully sometime next week all this water that i'm retaining will relief itself because drinking 3+ liters a day and only going pee twice is not cool!

it's funny though because when i told pb about how we got rid of kaffee he was like...man, i hope he doesnt do kaffee just for me cuz i'd rather prefer a sandwich! yes, pb does not enjoy the kaffee stunde. i do but i have to admit its somewhat a waste of calories cuz an hour later your hungry again!

pb had a great time but complained that for the week that he was in bamberg he had a hard time with his german.

i should preface and say that shortly after pb and i started dating, he started taking german classes. i'm sure he did it because whenever my fam gets together we solely speak german and well if you can't speak it, your not gonna know what the hell we're talking about because i'm sure as hell not gonna translate it for you! anyways, he caught on really quickly, and after only a year at school he took a job with a german company where they make you take a german class once a week. he placed into the highest class, by this time though he had already come to germany with me a few times and had to utilize his german around here because no one speaks english.

anways, the point being that when he was in bamberg and on his own where he conversed with fellow germans and his speach wasn't moving fast enough for them, they would automatically switch to english. he was disappointed that they showed such a lack of understanding and patience for him. it sucks but what can you do. i don't really know what to think. i can see two points of view: one being that they are german and hate wasted time and secondly, maybe they thought you were grappling with german and would be more eager to speak english. when i was in spain last summer, man, whenever i could speak english i would because i was so mentally exhausted only conversing in spanish 3/4s of the time!

this past week was spent cleaning up and just hanging around, nothing ultra special.

tonight we are going to the season opener for my grandpa's local soccer club. it seems like every watering hole has one over here, some are better than others and some just suck. ours typically sucks however they just got Nintendo to sponsor them (Nintendo's Europe head quarters are located on the outskirts of our village) and they got a player who played 3 classes higher than this current team does to play for them because he's trying to become a Master Electrician and can't dedicate the time to his old team and this team will still allow him to play without sacrificing time on his studies. so yeah, they are roasting a pig. i feel a little out of sorts because its typically the team and then the old guys. whatever. i'm sure it'll be fine.

on the running front thinsg have been good..last week i ran 13 miles. i had missed one 3 mile run. than for this week i'm completing my last 3 mile run tomorrow which will put me at 17 miles this week.

i'm really beginning to doubt if ill be able to run the marathon. the 7 mile run was excruciating yesterday. i dont know if its the heat or the fact that im like a frickin gerbil (i run on a track, in circles, over and over) but i felt exhausted. i wasn't going to quit but i had to walk the last mile.

i have so much to post but never get to sit down and do it so i'm gonna quit now because i feel like i'm not conveying anything i want to. i've touched on everything pretty lightely...so, till then!

thats me!!!

first off, a big shout out to pb who so graciously uploaded my pic while i'm still over here.

i've been thinking more and more of coming out of hiding but still fear that someone who may be close to me know that i'm a blog owner.

i love my blogs and have no problem telling my family or boyfriend about them but whenever i casually mention them to others i get this weird look as if i were trying to pick up 4 year olds over the internet! obviously, so NOT the case, unless perhaps i do have some 4 year old readers but whatever.

so, i had pb take a few pics with and without glasses but realized that for right now this is as daring as i am willing to go! the red thing sticking out of my mouth is not a piece of licorice but the little spoons they give you when you get an ice cream to go in a cup, ie the little pink try spoons from baskin and robbins.

i wish i had more time to post but for now this will have to be it! hopefully ill be able to get back shortly!!!

smoking

i totally hate it. it bothers the shit out of me.

part of it is that, well, since everything else in this world causes cancer i at least choose to tlet them give me cancer...ya know, cell phones, microwaves, computers but why in the hell should i let someone else decide to give me their cancer?! i mean its not like i come over to your table and spit on your steak...you'd be pissed right and it's only your steak NOT your health!

germans LOVE to smoke. or maybe they don't it just seems like they do because i notice it more because well, it's technically still allowed everwhere!

i can handle it in beer gartens, but more confined places like restaurants or the airport are frickin worse!

and what gets me is that smokers don't care if you don't like smoke coming your way, they still keep on smokin.

smoking is also a huge part of the work culture over here. a lot of talk happens outside when the big dawgs are talking, smoking and drinking a cappuciono. so, if you want to be in the loop, i recommend you take up the habit.

what really got me though was this...

yesterday, my grandpa, my bro and i went to this Helper's Party. a friend of my grandpa has a daughter, and this daughter has a wine hill (she grows the wine grapes and then makes wine, very typical in this region if you like wine and are willing to put in the time and energy to deal with it). after the wine has been made, they throw these wine fests so they enlist all their friends to come and help set up and tear down the tent and benches and everything else that needs to get done in preparation and ending of these fests. so in thanks, at the beginning and at the end of this wine season they throw a little party for their friends, in thanks by offering them lunch and then later in the afternoon coffee and cake (something we refer to as kaffee - which really just means coffee but has also taken on the general word for afternoon coffee with cake).

anyways, the weather had been crappy so they used her brother in laws delivery hall (he runs a clothing store so this is the back part where the trucks deliver the boxes) which is also adjacent to one big parking lot to host the party. so, i'm in the ladies stall, sitting on the toilet trying to buy some time before i have to go back out and answer to questions why my mom isn't here (she gained 300 pounds ;) and i'm looking around. not really quite sure because shit, what else do they have stalls beside the little garbage thingee and the toilet roll dispenser right?

this one had a frickin ash tray!!! i kid you not, it was mounted on a thingee that attached to the wall and it even had that little hole thingee that lets you place your cigarette in there!

are you telling me you can't go to the bathroom for a minute or two without flaming up! i can imagine some dumb idiot trying to wipe his ass while smoking and accidentally catching himself on fire! or are some poohs so hard to take that you need to calm down?

i just don't get it, but i did get a good laugh out of it!

HOT, HOT ssttuufffffffff

oh holy shit...there must be a heat wave all over the frickin world becuz it feels like i'm in frickin Spain and alas i'm only in Germany and this is just TOO hot! my mom claims its pretty frickin hot in Detroit too...

i'm not one to complain...hihihihi, rrriiiggghhhttt, but i'm just crabby. primarily because i NEED at least 9 hours of sleep a night and i'm averaging 3 because it's just NOT cooling down and air conditioning is NOT common here. not even the majority of stores have air conditioning. it's very strange.

ya know, when i was in Spain last summer i didn't expect them to have it and they did!!! yeah, Spaniards!!! why not here? pb and i were thinking of buying a fan because neither of us can take it anymore, but we figured opi may get mad that we're using too much electricity. it's crazy expensive over here. we were so delirious that we even considered sleeping in the bathroom, one of us on the tiled floor and the other in the tub.

the past few days have been spent at the pool...fun, fun...nothing like losing your 2 year old or clearing out the swimmer pool because there's pooh, yes you read that right POOH, on the bottom of the pool. fun fun, right? the old peeps immediately asked if it was someone young and then the younger older people asked if it was an old person. everyone then looked at this poor old little lady to see if she crapped her pants, but what does it matter at this point. THERE WAS POOH IN THE POOL WHERE I SWIM MY LAPS! guess it didn't gross me out that much because i still swam my laps.

we've been going out to either a beer garten or ice cafe every night....it's so much fun!! i always complain that we never go anywhere at home and here, we either walk down to the street to my grandpa's bar or we take our bikes and go elsewhere. it's just a shame that i don't drink beer. that's typically the only alcoholic beverage that is sold at beer gartens, duh right, and i'm a margarita girl so i'm sober. not that thats bad but having a drink every now and then wouldn't be bad. a lot of girls drink cola beer, half cola half beer, not bad but not my thing. i just don't like beer. but i do like fanta!!

wanna fanta wanna fanta wanna fanta...

1500 calories

is exactly what i burned today on our 4 hour bike ride which really lasted 8 hrs. and about 45 mins from the house pb's tire blew out, we didn't have any patch crap so opi, my bro and i had to return home at über fast speeds so that we could return with the car and pick pb up. i felt bad for him cuz he looked like a hobo on the side of the road waiting for us..;) only for the bike to coming tumbling out of the trunk because opi was going crazy speeds so that he wouldn't be late for kickoff. not like he typically drives like a grandpa but this was..wow..even impressive for me..

i believe i've consumed all of the calories that i burned today back though...hhhuuummmpppphhhh..probably not what i should be doing since i'm trying to lose weight but wth?! i was hungry and unfortunatelz my eyes ewre bigger than my stomach..

the past few days have been crazy busy and i'm so looking forward to just a chill day tomorrow. all that we have planned tomorrow is a day at the pool...yeah!!!!

we had the greatest morning yesterday...we went to the nearest park, think metro park or state park but with a fancy hotel and then a general eating area. well, around the general eating area they had a platform setup and a band was playing. oh my god, the tables and such were packed!! i couldn't believe it, we had to wait a while to get a seat!

opi is turning 70 next february and he's been very undecisive about what to do for his birthday. technically a big partz is the norm but he's tired of inviting people over who just come over to eat and drink and then he never gets invited over to there places for parties..understandable. so his gf suggested he come to the US to visit us, not a bad idea but also i know mz grandpa doesnt like feeling couped up and thats what typically happens so pb and i suggest going to an all inclusive resort. pb's parents do it every januarz and they LOVE it!!! at first he was like..ooohhh, i cant pay for everyone but seriously he doesn't need to pay for everone. i know thats how it gets done over here but come on now. you should do something you want to do for your 70th birthday! so now we have to call around at a few places (no mutti you are NOT helping us).

pb's parents go to sandals but pb doesn't think we can go there because my bro will only be 15 then. has anzone ever been to either beaches or sandals? do you know of any other all inclusive resorts? i'm just worried that beaches is gonna have way too many kiddos. then again it will be the first week in february so i don't think anzone should have mid-winter break.

thats been it..i hope everyone is doing well...

it's been fun but i'm wiped out. i feel like i need vacation.

pooh pooh platter

i truly hate that i cant jump onto the comp whenever i want because i always forget about stuff that i want to talk about so todaz it will be a poo poo platter of stuff that i've been meaning to talk about but am finally getting around to...

first off, my first week of training is over. i can't frickin believe that i already completed my first week of training. that means only 15 weeks are left. shit, that means there are only 6 weeks left before we are in the single digits. a good thing is though that this first week was easy. by that i mean i felt very confident in my capabilities. yes, 26,2 miles are daunting but i know that i wll be able to complete them. the training called for 15 miles this week. i accidentaly ran 17,2 because i miscalculated the distance. 6 of those miles i walked because my leg is still hurting. as of now i have 2 days of non-running/walking planned so hopefully by sunday i can run again. i know i can run the smaller distances but now i need to focus on the longer distances and for that i need to be in tip top shape for next week.

another good thing, i was able to complete 2 more laps in my 40 mins of swimming...yeah!!! i forgot how much i enjoy swimming. when i used to spend my entire summers in germany, i'd swim every day but then one summer i began to feel self concious in a bathing suit and since then haven't been back. i'm back at it though and i'm even thinking of renewing my gym gym membership because of it. granted it doesn't have a olympic sized pool, but whatever.

before i left for my trip i spent a couple of hours at barnes and noble searching for books and magazines that i could take with me because well the flight is lllloooonnngggg plus i aood for some chick lit!

so i bought the mag RUNNER. very informational however it was too focused on running, at least for what i had wanted. also, i wished there would have been more female input/stories etc. overall, very good but i wouldn't buy it again.

now HER SPORT AND FITNESS is exactly what i had in mind! i really enjoyed the atricles and even the ads were in conjection with the mags theme. however, they did a segment on water exercises which i thought "hey cool, i could use this" umm no, i would need a weight vest and a tether and rope.where in the hell am i supposed to get that and whose gonna have the contraption to hook that up? so, i had planned on canceling my SHAPE subscription anyways but now i will have a far better replacement. i feel like Shape has regurgitated information and just isn't geared towards the more athletic female. i could be wrong but i'm just not happy with it anymore.

finally, i picked up The Washingtonienne by Jessica Cutler. oh my frickin god, this was hilarious! it's a memoirs of sorts. it boils down to the fact that she got fired from her job because her boss found out about her blog and in her blog she told all the naughty details of her life. this all happens out on Capitol Hill. it's hilarious and i recommend it to anyone who wants an enjoyable read! it also reminded me of my summer on Capitol Hill. stories i'll have to tell!

ooohhh...i also forgot to mention that i bought new running shoes! i just had to replace my nikes. they were horrible and ate up my heels. they looked so bad!! so i went to the store and stuck solelz to asics. in my opinion, they are the best! so i tried all different kinds on, even ones i didn't find pleasurable to look at but whatever. i ended up walking out with a $90 pair of shoes. Holy shit!! i don#t think i've ever paid that much for a pair of running shoes, but i swear to god i'm walking on cotton balls. they feel amaying and were worth the $100! who knew the differnce shoes could make ;)

anyways, thats all i got for now and i'm not quite sure when i'll be back. pb is with us now so my opi opened up his calender and we are already booked solid till Tuesday!!. ffffuuunnn. at the latest i'll be back next friday because thats pb's and opi's night to play cards at the bar, so till then or earlier!

tschuessi!!!

Kilos

if you didn't notice i was a little down yesterday. you see, i've been saying NO a lot lately. and you can onlzy take saying no so much before you want the damn scale to budge just a frickin bit and it hadn't.

my days are truly consumed by food. my favorite meal would have to be breakfast. i just love brötchen, and leberwurst and quark and jelly. seriously, i look forward to it every night. i used to eat 2 for breakfast amd now i've cut back to 1. my favorite meal and i've already cut out half of it. anways, so we are sitting there having breakfast and we are already talking about what we are gonna have for kaffee. honestly, we do not need to be having kaffee everyday. the cakes/tortes we have just have way too many calories for me to be actually enjoy them, but everytime i try to suggest that we eat fruit that we have my grandpa gets all mad. i just don't have the endurance to argue this with him. and then dinner, well, those portions are huge because i guess my grandpa feels the need to overcompensate for the lack of gourmetness that the meal is. honestly, i'm ok that he's buying the creamed spinach instead of making it himself. amd the kotletts taste the same to me too! yes, there are a few things that i wish i could have again but its those that i will then order when we go out, which is much more frequently than we used to go because once again my grandpa feels its subpar to what my grandma used to make. and it's not. it's just that my grandma made everything by scratch so now instead of it being made homemade, we buy it from the grocery store. it's trulz not that traumatic!

for example yesterday, we had breakfast around 10, had a yoghurt at 2 after returning from the pool, had dinner at 5 and at 6 we were at the soccer field. by 6:15 my grandpa was trying to talk us into getting a rindswurst, imagine a brat in a bun a meal in itself, and he kept on pestering us and pestering us.around 6:45 i was just like...loook, you complain that we could all stand to lose a few pounds, you know we are going to the ice cream parlour after the game gets out, we DO NOT need another meal.

this isn't just a once in a blue moon thing either, it's like this EVERY day...i just can't keep on saying no...i love this food! but at the same time...i'm ready to see the 160's. very, very ready. although i should also say that i feel quite comfortable where i am at now. i look good, i have no problem walkinng the 200 meters from our towel to the pool. i'm just ready to take myself to the next level! at the same time i feel bad because i know my grandpa means well. ugh! why does this have to be so hard!!!!

i think kilos are harder to lose than pounds...:)

Swimmy..ffuuuunnnn...

there is nothing like get passed by an elderly woman on your right side and an elderlz gentleman on zour left side..wtf?! yes, as i was swimming laps i was being passed on both sides, periodically. god, it feels great being in shape!

i just dont understand how german women can get back in shape so damn quickly after a birth. i mean seriuosly, every woman that hangs out at the baby pool is frickin tiny and looks in her best shape.

god, the majoritz of the women look great at the pool. yeah, there are a few fatties but overall...hella, the all look good. oh, and thez have very little cellulite.

i'm jealous.

what else surprised me todaz was that a girl of 9 or 10 was still running around without a top on. i'm not really quite sure what the etiquette is back in the US but it's definately NOT odd seeing wee ones, from babies to probablz 4 year olds running around only bottoms. i think it's fine, i mean hell we all look the same then anyways, but frickin 9?! granted she wasn't blossoming or whatever but to feel that ok with oneself so as to not have to want to wear a top is awesome! i remember being 9 and knowing i was fat. well, at least being told i was fat.

yes...thats all i really have to report. i'm trying to keep up with everyones blogs so i'll talk to yall morrow!

Gruss aus D!

hey hey hey..just a little fyi..the keys are a tad screwy here so you may see z's instead of y's and vice versa...i'd go back and change them and will if i can but my opi's computer is so temperamental that i can't stay on it too long before it decides to shut down.

so, things have been busy because thats how mz opi is..he has to have every minute of every day planned to death and if your sitting for longer than 2 minutes he finds something for zou to do and if there isnt anzthing for zou to do, well you'll do something as a familz..yesterdaz we went to the next village over to look for a pair of birks that i wanted and then afterwords we went grocerz shopping there..totallz unnecessarz since i had alreadz planned a trip to the BIG shoe store on Fridaz when PB would be back from Bamberg, but whatev!

tonight was the first time we've reallz had to ourselves because mz opi has to work some event and now here i am feverishly tzping and saving because my opi could be home shortly and altho ive only been on here for 20 minutes tops i'm sure he'll assume its been all night and will have a coronary because of it (thanks mutti!) and secondly i need to tzpe fast and save fast or else the computer will crash out (this is the third time i'm attempting this post...aarrrggghhhh!!!!!)

i was reallz upset last night because not only did my opi think i could run a marathon but neither did my aunt and uncle. i expected support from my opi and i guess i knew my aunt would be somehwat, i don't know bitchy about it, and of course my uncle is very neutral, a facts guy..you know..it's gonna be tough, it's a long distance, yada yada yada...all of which i of course know, but whatev! my aunt flat out said...you can't do that! how long have you been training for? my boss has been training for a year and blah blah blah...WOW, THANKS FOR THE FUCKING SUPPORT FAMILY! honestly, i'm not even that annoyed at my opi, he still has the 1940's mentality of sports arent for women and we should be able to cook a decent meal, although i should say he is slowly changing in his ways, but whatever.

i was just sorely disappointed. it made me want to go up to the soccer field and run even more! HA! two days now that i have been following the program! it feels prettz good. i feel good. no out of breath of anything. i did just realize though that i've been running further than i should have been...oooppppsss..why can't we all have the same szstem!? i suck at math and now i have to do all this converting from meters to miles and it's just killing me people!

i've also added swimming to my workout. i plan on doing it mondaz, wednesdaz and fridazs, 1000 meters which is 1,6 miles. i've also been meaning to add resistance training to my workout but i haven't gotten around to that. that would entail either getting up earlier in the am or starting my workout earlier in the evening and it's been so frickin hot lately that i don't even make it to the soccer field until 8:30 or so. plus, i've really had to be iron willed about me going running. i'm sure he thinks it's just a fad.

i'm down 3 of the 5,5 lbs i put on over 4th of julz so thats plus.

food wise ive been rockin the kasbah, i'm definatelz not depriving mzself. i'm eating when i'm hungry and stopping when i'm full although today i was forced to eat a little past my satisfaction point because i didn't want to deal with the drama of having thrown food away. shit, thats one battle i'm not gonna fight yet.

ov vey, this post is already a little longer than i had wanted it to be and it's pretty lame i know but nothing exciting has happened to me yet. if yall have any questions or anzthing about my stay, my training, how i'm doing please feel free to drop an email or comment.

i'll be back tomorrow! hope all of you are doing great!!

Bis Bald!!!

ok...I'm on my way to the airport...

wish i would have had more time to post but eh, whatever... at least I got all my shit taken care of!

keep tuned...i'll be posting while in the D!!

my problem

so...I think we've all been able to tell I've been in a funk more or less these past couple of days/weeks...

We also all know that our weight issues are more than just food, but that they tend to be far deeper than we think.

Now, I know, that what I'm about to tell yall isn't the end all and be all reason to why I struggle with my weight but I do know that this has been an issue for longer than I perhaps thought it has been..

A month ago, I made the decision to NOT attend law school any time soon (there's more to this story but now isn't the time or place so ill save that for another entry). Now, everything I've been working towards is gone. It's not just my degree which seems useless without it, International Studies focusing on Poli Sci and German with a double minor in Spanish and Business Management, but I guess I always associated a sort of cosmopolitan lifestyle that would accompany being a lawyer.

I know that my vision of what it is like to be a lawyer is eschewed. I've worked at a law firm long enough to realize that it's not glamorous, although the money you'd make your first year would definitely allow me the posh life. Seriously though, I'd be sacrificing more than its worth.

Now I realize though that my dream/life that I envisioned just is over and I think I'm ok with it. Honestly, it's the possibility of an outrageous income that I'm missing.

What my problem is though, is how do I create a new vision/dream/life? I don't even know where to begin.

PB is no help because he has what he wants. Some of my other gf's biggest accomplishment was getting married and now working towards having babies! That is something I am NOT aspiring to!

I'm anxious, I want to continue on with my life but I have no frickin clue what to do with myself!

...holding head in shame...

yes, I've been gone and unbelievably OFF the wagon.

I don't even know where to start. It seems like a lot has been going on.

I don't like being busy. It wreaks havoc on my diet and exercise plan. It's like my body shuts down. Does anyone else have that?

I'm eerily close to 180 again. A few days before my trip back to Germany and I'm practically back where I started at in March. I hope to be back where I was a week ago before I leave.

I honestly don't know what triggered it. It could be the stress or it could be that my mom complimented me Friday night while On The Border and I figured I could let all my inhibitions out the door. Regardless, I've been eating like crap and not exercising. I felt ill all day yesterday because of the insane amount of food I had been consuming, but that didn't really stop me from not continuing to eat.

So, yes I didn't run yesterday. I feel ashamed, not good enough, a failure...the list could really go on. That's also part of the reason why I've been MIA. It's so much easier to just disappear for a while and not face the reality. I do face it though. The uncomfortable full feeling I've been feeling for the past couple of days. My sluggish demeanor. I blame it all on my crappy eating and lack of exercise.

My reason for not running, I didn't have the entry cost. Lame right? I mean I could have easily asked PB to lend me the money and I would have paid him back but the effort seemed too much. I would have had to driven there and registered and in the last couple of days of pure stress, it was an added stress I didn't need nor want. It just goes to show that I shouldn't have procrastinated. I mean, I knew weeks AGO I had wanted to participate in this run and well, I did nothing about it.

I'm exactly at where I was last October when I had reached 172 and I became cocky. I knew I looked good and I wanted to begin to enjoy it. The reality was I had talked myself into believing I was finally thin. HA! What a joke.. I wasn't thin, I was just less fat. And, I'm back there, back where I am less fat, but nonetheless still chubby.

I gotta get my shit together..I'm in desperate need of a vacation. Away from the family, just soaking up some rays and laying by the pool.

God, I'm dreading this vacation so much!!!

If any of you have some healthy,fun vibes, please send them my way because I'm just blah.

Chill....

....the fuck out, yes, that's exactly what I NEED to do!!!

I freak the fuck out about shit I can't control. I even freak out about shit that I can control, and I worry and worry and make myself miserable only so that it works out shortly before the event happens. I mean, I'm not perfect and not everything is exactly how I want it but I know for damn sure that my in-laws are amazed everytime by the effort I put into it

I was a complete basketcase on Friday because I still hadn't figured out my centerpieces for my 3 tables. Because I try to fit more than I possibly can into my days. Plus, the last party totally PO'ed PB because I waited till the last minute to do a lot of stuff.

Anyways...NOT this time. Sorta, all my food was prepped however my centerpieces. THOSE DAMN CENTERPIECES!!! How is it that Martha can create the most amazing centerpieces out of fruit and well I can't. It's ok though because magically I created a stunning centerpiece out of a pitcher and blue bamboo.

Ohhh, and my desserts. I like to have a plethora. Unfortunately my tartlets didn't turn out. I don't know what the problem is because I always have a 50/50 chance with this recipe. Oh, and my Cloud Cake. Yeah, it looked like I dumped German potato salad on a sheet cake! I nearly cried! But, it tasted amazing today! I mean, it still looked a little iffy but hey, everyone loved it so I guess that's what matters.

Oh, and my in-laws cancelled on us Saturday morning, which annoyed me because I had already prepped for 10 people coming and now only 6 were. They did say that perhaps on their way home, they would stop by. Well, then today, she (mil) called asking us if we were still all together, and we told her we were and they would arrive in time for dessert, she says "how many did she bake this time?" and she said it in that tone, and she emphasized she in a negative way. I was so embarrassed because PB had put her on speaker phone, and all of us heard it. I do admit that I have a tendency to over compensate and offer a variety of goodies however that was just plain UNCALLED FOR!

so, yeah... it was amazing... we had a really great time.

tomorrow we are going canoeing. I've never been so that should be cool.

lifes been good.