I'm having a frustrated day.  I really don't want to go to 10+ hours of soccer training this weekend.  I'm really tired of my kids and their attitudes.  I really need to cut fabric so I can finish my quilt.  I REALLY wanted to eat those chips and salsa last night, but I didn't. 
Mostly pretty trivial stuff. 

The scale has slowed down, which I knew it would, but it's a little hard to take.  I've lost 1.4 lbs or so this week so far.  I know this means I need to start exercising.  Oh boy! 

It's also started to rain, so that means my grand plans of biking will probably be shot down because that's kinda cruel to do to them.  I wouldn't mind riding in the rain, but I'll have to think it over for them. 

So there, my bitches are out of my head.