Gone country.

God is great. Life (beer) is good. People are crazy. Don't worry about my sobriety - I'm just another country music fan. My daddy would laugh. 8 weeks tomorrow - 41 pounds. (Hey, life IS good!)

Busy, busy

School has been incredibly time consuming lately. Thursday night was the first time I walked out of the classroom with just my purse. (Granted, I left at 6:00) The paperwork is just awful lately. The next person who I hear making a smart comment about how easy teachers have it is going to get duked out by me. The incredible thing is that I have the energy to keep up with the pace. I am again on my feet much of the day, my knees feel 100% better. I feel like a new person. And I know it is just going to get better. 7 weeks --> 35 pounds.