Got back from mama's last night. Nice quiet flights yesterday as opposed to the know-it-all that couldn't keep his mouth shut on the way there. To the right is a picture of the sky above someplace between Atlanta and Houston...not sure where. So as the plane was landing in Houston, I realized I had no one waiting for me. It was a strange feeling...I didn't really feel sad, but more like older. Like at 39 years old, I am finally growing up. Ugh. Can't say I'm thrilled about that!!
So I had to get back on track with my *cough* healthy new lifestyle (which consists of diet and excercise) and decided to try out pilates tonight. How did it go you ask? Well...hahahahahahahahahahaha...don't ask.