Holy Mother of......

 I have been back at eating good this week, well, except for the white fudge covered oreos I devoured last night. I just couldn't resist them. I had to run in Wal-Mart for some milk and Husband's medicine, and they had a big display of them. I walked on past the first time, but the second time I couldn't resisit ....they were screaming my name. Oh well, back at it today.

 This morning I hurt my back in the shower. Like, hurt it to the point that I can barely move. I couldn't even bend down to turn the water off, B had to come do it. I really don't want to go to the doctor for this, but I am in major pain. A lady I work with gave me an Ultram, I hope it works.

 I am so ready for the holidays, not prepared, just ready. I am never in the Christmas spirit this early, but for some reason this year I am. I am ready to put my Christmas tree up.....I know, I know.....it's too early. Hold onto your horses.....my house is being renovated so it is tore slap apart, so I won't be putting my tree up anytime soon. I probably won't get to put it up until December, normally I do it during the Clemson/Carolina game (the Saturday after Thanksgiving for those of you not from around here). We also want to do the Polar Express this year. It's a train ride in Bryson City, NC that takes you to the North Pole and Santa gives each child a silver bell just like from the story. B is getting a little old for it, but she said she wants to do it this year. Only problem, it's rather pricey and there is limited availability.