Weekend Warrior

This weekend was successful so far (since I have another day here at home, because there's no school Monday for President's Day)! I even managed my points with a night a drinking and fun celebrating a friend's birthday! I'm having lunch with my dad tomorrow at his work since he doesn't have the day off, so I'll pick him up a burger and fries but take my own lunch to stay good.

In other news, my boxer, Cleo, decided to play with a possum (or and opossum if you prefer, since there are, for some reason, two ways to spell it and say it) and ended up killing it and leaving it in our driveway. My friend, Caitlyn, and I got home and thought it was a cat until I looked at it up close and almost puked. I hate possums. They're big, ugly, rabies-carrying rats who play dead so you don't know if they're really still alive and will "wake up" and bite you. So, I made my dad go out there with a shovel and put it in the woods. Dis. Gust. Ing. So, that was the excitement in my life this weekend. . . I'll have to get back to my apartment early enough to do my treadmill tomorrow without making any of my neighbors mad.

3 days until Weigh-In Wednesday!