Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Biggest Loser

I know, it has been over a month since I have blogged, and honestly I'm not sure why. I check other people's blogs a couple times a week. I guess I just haven't felt compelled to write anything about our lives right now. We have been doing good though... just counting down the weeks until school, work, and seminary let out and we can cruise home to Utah for the summer.

Speaking of summer, it is 8:45 pm and 76 degrees outside. It has been getting up to the high 80s. I officially NEED to get out my shorts and flip flops because I was sweating wearing jeans today. Welcome to March in Texas. It is lovely though and not only does it feel great but the flowers are coming up and things are starting to look greener. I'm so glad we get to enjoy this great weather... and then ditch out when things get unbearably hot at the end of May.

You may wonder why this post is titled "biggest loser". Well, I am officially the ultimate loser of my family's March Madness bracket. I don't think there is any hope of me coming up from that position. I thought my picks (based on jerseys, team names, locations, and personal attachments) were pretty good, but apparently not. I am also losing (by a long ways) the Wardle family health contest. We get points each day for eating veggies, drinking lots of water, not indulging in treats, exercising, reading scriptures, getting 7 hours of sleep (is that a joke? who gets 7 hrs of sleep?!), etc. I admit that I haven't been putting in a very valient effort, but when we tallied up scores yesterday it became pretty apparent that I need to step things up... not to win, but just to prevent total humiliation. So here is to carrots, bathroom breaks, going to bed at 9:30 (maybe), smoothies, running, and more carrots. Wish me luck!

(Ps - for those of you who already read this post when it was titled "biggest looser," you now have one more thing to add to my loser list: I can't spell that word. It is on my personal list of frequently misspelled words, right up there with marriage, which I can't spell consistently to save my life. Oops.)