Helping Superman.

DS has an old Halloween costume in which he was Superman.  Funny kid still fits into it and some days he has the urge to be Superman so he throws it on and plays hero for the day, lol.  Well, the hero just needed to use the bathroom and needed his "uniform" tied in the back when he was done.  It's too small for him so it's funny to see the waistband of his Wall-E underwear sticking out over the opening in the back. 

All week I have worked out one way or another.  I have watched what I ate and with the exception of last night and today, I think I did pretty well.  I'm skipping working out today simple because I drank last night (little dehydration going on here) and I'm tired.  Soooo tired...

Last night I got together with two of my closest friends to have a "slumber" party.  Basically a mom's night where we didn't have to be moms!  No kids, no husbands. Just wine, snacks, movies, and good conversation.  We didn't crash until 3am so I think tonight is going to be an early one, lol.
 

Downtime.

That word can have many different meanings. 

• Last night's game.  It is a sad day to be a Vikings fan.  Bad calls, horrible decisions, and complete disbelief over the team that rocked it all year only to biff it so bad in the end.  Even if they had won, they would not have deserved it.  With that being said, I cannot fully express my disappointment over the lack of...well....fairness.  I know the refs are suppose to do their best to be their own brand of Switzerland, but no control over the ball + seeing it on the ground does not equal a complete catch in anyone's book.  When that type of call works in your team's favor, you can't help but feel a little guilt under your thrill, knowing that something wasn't right there.  When that type of call doesn't work in your team's favor, you can't help but feel helpless knowing that you were cheated and the chances of the other team confessing their error are zero. And for all the hype over Favre and his "skills", he threw the ball when a run (and the resulting field goal) would have worked and he forced overtime.  It was a sloppy game.
• I need to get back on the work out wagon.  Along with taking care of our home, children and all that goes with it, some days I feel like a hamster running on a wheel.  Too bad the scale isn't showing that;)  Every day it's a different excuse: it's too chilly downstairs, my workout area is a mess, I don't have time (that one is the biggest piece of BS of all).  It's just a couple of pounds, but I am approaching a number that I haven't seen in 6 months. A number that I wanted to be done with.  A number that I refuse to see on the scale again.
• With holidays and birthdays finally done, I need some downtime. To get things organized, finish some long ago started projects, and to not plan anything big for a while.