I like inspirational quotes. I’m a dork like that. 

They make me smile, think, occasionally get teary… and keep me focused. All eye-of-the-tiger.  Tumblr is good for that kind of shit. And porn. Lots of delicious porn… *insert drooling Homer*

My kids got home today after being at their *cough*douchey*cough* dad’s house.  They had a fabulous time. They miss him and love their time with him. These are good things. Even if I can’t stand the man. 

I haven’t started my new fitness/nutrition plan yet – I haven’t gotten it. My trainer guy (who’s name is Mike, but I like him anyway) said he will have it in my hands by, hopefully, Friday. He’s taking all my interview data and building a plan just for me. I’m excited. And afraid of failing. I’m glad I’m scared. I should be. And fear is a great motivator. What is 6 months of ball busting work? Nothing. I can do just about anything for six months. And the pay of is HUGE. Launching off in good shape for the next 40-50 Years of my life is fucking important to me. And hot sex. 

Change baby. It’s happening.