Saturday, May 1, 2010
Obama in the Big House
The drama started Thursday. I came home from work and my husband said, 'did you hear the helicopters?'
“Why no,” said his wife who works in a cave across town (you think I'm kidding. Sadly, I'm not—no window for me... door closed so I can listen to obnoxiousness and not disturb my coworker. We could be bombed and I would not know.)
Big FREAKING double rotor helicopters—like eight of them, circling MY YARD! Okay, so maybe my yard was just on the flight path around the stadium but Holy CRAP!
AND NOW WE HAVE FREAKING SNIPERS ON ROOVES!!!!
So my neighbor... I'll call him Joe... works at a building near Michigan Stadium. His supervisor said, “if anyone needs to work this weekend, you'll need to get FBI clearance.” I'm DEAD FREAKING SERIOUS.
Then there was the morning thunderstorm that passed ON TOP OF our house... Thunder and lightning at EXACTLY the same time, but it has seemed to mellow a lot—the news says scattered showers the rest of the morning—I don't think I'd want to sit for 3 hours in it, but there you have it...
So if I am a little scatterbrained, you'll have to excuse me. I go back and forth between being giddy ObamaFanGirl and AnnoyedThisIsMyTown, YouPeopleGoHome. Because the town is PACKED. Granted, it is always busy graduation weekend, but BARRACK FREAKING OBAMA... HERE. AT MY HOUSE! Okay, not QUITE my house. But if he were a bomb I'd explode. He's pretty darned close!
And now... back to your regularly scheduled blog...
Here is the speech, if anyone is interested:
That is where I was this week. I am actually up a pound, but my dark grey slacks that I was WEARING, but weren't quite FLATTERING, HUNG Thursday. And yesterday I braved the capris I've mentioned—they aren't as 'hangy' across the butt as I'd like, but they cling NOWHERE, which means they FIT. I am back in my size 14s—officially! (not just the fat 14s) WAHOO!
I don't know what the mechanism is, that you shrink at a different time than you lose the pounds... I am STILL sticking with a tissue memory theory (“oh, I might need this space again soon, so I'm not yielding just yet”), but this has not been that unusual an experience in my life of dieting, and I think it is one of my favorite things because it is just so unexpected. It is also FINALLY that reinforcement you need when you stick with it in spite of no reward for several more weeks.