Before I tell you all about my ants and other various things that float through my brain, I have to tell you all about Stacy's First Surprise Giveaway!
Inspired by the True Colour Blog Swap she's taking part it, she has decided to do a colour-coordinated giveaway. All you have to do is follow her blog and tell her your favourite colour! The winner will receive a surprise bag of goodies - all related to your colour. Great idea, Stace! Everyone head on over and join in the fun!!
Okay. So. The ANTS. I had such a strong response after confessing on Friday that the ants have taken over my life and nothing I do to kill them works. I thank you all for your suggestions. I'm almost afraid to tell you this in case I jinx it, but I'm now going on Day 4 of not seeing an ant in my kitchen. Apparently all I had to do was blog about it to get rid of them. Who knew?? I did put a strip of dishsoap outside along the back door. That's it. Along with the ant traps, the Raid that melted paint off the walls, and the sugar & baking soda lures, it seems to have done the trick.
So I'm sure I'll go home to a house full of ants tonight.
I also wanted to follow up on my hatred for Jillian Michaels.
Let me start by telling you I got drunk on Saturday night. First time I've got that wild and crazy in a long time. (Apparently, while stomping home, I was heard randomly shouting at a nice respectable young man, "F You! You're not invited to my house anyways, and if you were, you'd have to sleep on the porch!!" And I wonder why I'm single...) The majority of Sunday was spent on the couch (after the Sunday School picnic. yes. I get bonus points for getting up the morning after to go to the Sunday School picnic.) Yesterday, I was still feeling the ill-effects of my Saturday night bender.
So my plan, after dragging my ass through work all day, was to go home, eat Kraft Dinner, and spend all evening on the couch with my book, the hockey game, and on-and-off napping.
This is where Jillian Michaels comes in.
I was sitting there, after eating my KD, watching Y&R, doing everything I had planned to do. But that stupid Jillian's voice was nagging me at the back of my mind. It only takes 20 minutes to do my 30 Day Shred, Jillian. Get your ass off the couch. You have all evening to read and watch TV and sleep. What's 20 minutes? It's nothing. You're never going to get skinny if you keep sitting there, doing nothing. You actually have to do it 30 days straight, not just once a week, to see results. GET OFF THE COUCH JILLIAN!!!!
F you, Jillian Michaels.
So J. Young obeyed J. Michaels, popped in the DVD, and did the 30 Day Shred. And it wasn't as bad as I remembered it being. I mean, it still wasn't easy (and I'm on the beginner level, so that's kind of scary). But I was able to get through it. I didn't take as many "breaks" as I did the first time, and the jumping jacks, which were my nemesis last time, didn't phase me at all. No sweat.
That's a lie. I did sweat. I can't believe how much sweat I can produce in 20 minutes. Crazy.
Anyways, I still think the woman is a heinous bitch, but at least now I know I can do it (beginner level).
Happy Tuesday, folks.