What I did on my summer vacation - Part 1

I'm tired, so I'm assuming I will only be able to post some of our vacation tonight.  Also, lazy.

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So!  My mother and sister live in a galaxy far, far away.  That galaxy is called "New York".  I - on the other hand - live in a black hole called "Cincinnati".  Oh, lol.  Chill, midwesterners.  It's a joke.

Only, not really.

They usually visit us here once a year except for the rare occasions that we go there.  This year was our turn to travel.  Traveling with two annoying charming kids and their high maintenance dad is too stressful to do every year, so I need to be cut some slack.  Also, we drive.  And by 'we drive,' I mean, 'I drive.'  I am not sure how the periods and quotation marks and shit work there, and I just took Klonopin, so just go with it, English nerds.

But, I digress!

Mike doesn't drive.  I do.  Mike won't fly.  If I want him to come with us, I have to drive to NY. It's not horrible, I don't think.  My kids can just be annoying and I have literally no patience and also, I have a hard time driving for extended periods of time without being in pain or wanting to kill someone.  Mostly, someone INSIDE the vehicle.

So we decided to take two days to drive there and kind of relax and take our time.  I think that I am incapable of fully relaxing, though, because that never happened.

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What DID happen is that we met up with my friend Lexie and her sons, Max and Isaac, on the way there.  We met up for lunch and all four kids were pretty mute (which was kind of cool and I am considering taking them with us everywhere so that my children never speak!).  We got to talk, though, and that was lovely.  Lexie is a mom who also had her first child in April 2007 like I did.  We belonged to an online parenting board for hot moms delivering in April 2007 and have been friends ever since.  We've never met in person, though, so this was awesome. I love her.  She is the best.

There are a LOT of women from this board with whom I have amazing friendships.  This is just about LEXIE, though, so relax, ladies.

Here we are, looking adorable!

And here are the kids.

And then we were on our way again!

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Home again.

I won't go into the whole drive because boring, but we drove and then we slept somewhere and then we drove again and got to NY!

We stayed at a hotel on Long Island not too far from my sister's house and we spent the week with them. 

The end.

Just kidding.  I mean, we DID stay there and it WAS near my sister's house, but I will bore you with tell you lots of things we did!

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Grammy spoil us.  She always says it's because she never gets to see us, but I think she would do it even if she saw us all the time.  She likes to see us happy.  We would be happy just being with her withOUT doing things, but she still likes to DO things with us.  We love it, too.  The kids may love it a little bit more than I do because I am lazy, but I DO love it.

Grammy and Resa (what the girls call my sister, Teresa) made yummy food for us and took us to lots of fun places.  We got to go to a children's museum, a trampoline place, a petting farm, a ceramic painting place, and Dave and Buster's.  We also went to Red Lobster and the Dollar Tree.  Those were my favorites.  I enjoy food and cheap things.

We swam.

We jumped.

We fed goats.

We pretended to be pirates!

We slid down frog-shaped slides.

We took selfies.

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And that is all for Part 1.  Tune in tomorrow (although, it won't be tomorrow) for the exciting conclusion!

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Absence makes the heart grow fonder, you know.

Don't worry, my dedicated fans!  I have not forsaken you all for the exciting world of Pokemon Go.

It's just been a busy few weeks.  I plan on writing all about my summer adventures shortly!

In the meantime, enjoy this:

This fucking horse

This whole thing has been incredibly difficult lately.  I ate a lot of shit on the camping trip.  The day after we got home, I got right back on the horse and started eating the correct way again.  I haven't slipped up and I was able to just pick it up again after those two days. 

But, guys?  It's so hard sometimes.

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I know I may have mentioned it before, but I really love food.  I always said that I live to eat.  I don't eat to live. 

It's a shitty thing and it's really not healthy in any way, but it is what it is and food is delicious and fuck you to anyone who can only eat lettuce and be satisfied with nary a piece of cheese or cake.  That's just crazy talk!

But, yeah.  Why does food have to taste so good?

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Food I miss the most OR things I CAN eat, but choose not to because I cannot be trusted to eat just a small serving:

• Pasta of any kind.
• Mac and cheese.
• Italian bread, rolls, baguettes, bagels, fucking regular hot dog buns.
• French fries.
• Cookies and cupcakes and moist cake with icing.
• Cereal with milk.
• Chocolate milk.
• ORANGE JUICE.
• Bananas.
• Baked potatoes.
• Raindrops on roses.

So much more.

I KNOW some of you are thinking, "Why Adrienne, some of those are perfectly healthy choices!  Why would you prevent yourself from having them, you silly girl??"

Those of you thinking that most likely lead normal lives with a healthy view of food and no chronic illnesses.

Diabetes sucks so badly.  It will take normal, everyday things like FUCKING CEREAL and ruin your life forever.  Diabetes doesn't care what you like or who you are or what day it is.  And every diabetic is different, so fuck you about the bananas, because there are ten million other diabetics that CAN eat them with no blood sugar spike and sucks to be you!

But that is for another post.

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This post is to bitch and moan and cry.

Anyone that tells you all they do is eat right and exercise and GUYS, IT'S SO EASY is either lying, or out of their ever-loving mind.


I cry a lot sometimes.  I cry because I feel guilty for letting myself get to this point.  I cry because I see people at restaurants or in supermarkets getting whatever they want to eat and not having to calculate every carb gram and amount of exercise that will help get rid of those carbs, and how much water you need to drink to help that, and what time of day it is, and when did I take my last dose, and will I be able to get enough movement in tomorrow to keep my numbers down?

And so much.  I cannot imagine just buying anything I want without thinking once about the effect it will have on my blood sugar numbers.

And yet, it's what I have to do.  And I will always have to do it.  And sometimes I need to just stfu and stop my whining and ride that fucking horse to the finish line.

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But, guys?

It's so hard. :(