Are you calling me a liar?

Last month a representative from the FBI or something like that came to my house to do a background check on my neighbor.  At the beginning of the interview Mr Agent asked me some basic, identifier questions.


What is your name?
How long have you lived here?
What is your quest?
(He didn't ask about a quest.)
What is your occupation?
May we contact you about this interview in the future?
Blah, blah, blah.

I learned that when you tell the FBI your occupation is "being awesome" they will look at you, pause, and ask, "So ... housewife?"

I should have stuck to my description.  I like it much more.

The Sedentary Times

If I had a newspaper it would be "The Sedentary Times."  That's how I feel about the last few weeks.  With Christmas came lots of reading Christmas books, eating treats, drinking cocoa, watching movies whilst wrapping presents, more cocoa, melting cheese and pouring it on everything and that's dinner (pictures of that to come).  You get the idea.

Christmas is over.  The New Year is here.  I finally moved our Christmas tree outside.  (There's a trail of needles through the house to prove it.) 

This year I have only one true resolution.  Better posture.  

I haven't weighed myself in weeks.  I will be weighed tonight.  The husband and I have physicals scheduled to get approved for life insurance.  So now I'm going to see how much my tubbiness costs, in terms of dollars.  That's going to be amazing.  I hope I'm not back to the 190's again. 

If anyone happens to read this and that person happens to have a good idea on what to do for exercise in the winter please let me know in the comments.