Still on mom's laptop, tethered to an ethernet cable, in my sweltering hot home office because, although Jason and Little AM got home about dinner time, he hasn't unpacked yet.
And oddly enough, the girl who told me this morning that she couldn't wait to get home to her bed and her TV, has decided that Gramma's bed and Gramma's TV would be even better.
Whatever floats her boat.
Well, despite Jason being out of town, I managed to somehow lose another pound this week. Which is odd, because usually I gain a small bit when they're not here.
147. 90 pounds total.
Now, if you'll excuse me, Mount Washmore is calling my name.
(Mount Washmore - don't you love it? I've heard it several times this week and decided to take the phrase for my very own.)