Small Potatoes

1. My Daddy brought me peaches.  He visited my grandparents in Washington state a couple weeks ago, and he brought back peaches.  Peaches too good to make into a salsa.  Or a cobbler.  Peaches you just had to eat.  I called him on Sunday to thank him and tell him how wonderful they were, and he said, "They were picked from the tree on Thursday."  My heart skipped a beat.  He must really love me.

2.  I passed my real estate exam.  Well, at least the first part.  I still have to sit for the state exam to get my license, but the hardest part is over.  As a result of my newly-recovered free time, I have re-devoted myself to getting healthy.  I've really let myself slip over the past few months while I took this pre-licensing course.  Haven't been working out.  Have only been eating healthy about half of the time.  And I can feel it.  I am sore and swollen everywhere, especially my back.  I haven't had a pain-free day in over a month.

3.  What's my health and fitness goal?  I want to be able to dance like Beyoncé.  Not necessarily out in public, but I want to be able to turn up her music at home and shake my prolific booty without slipping a disc.  I will start off easy, with moves like this.  But one day, mark my words, I will achieve this.

4.   Speaking of making healthier choices, I've replaced Candy Crush with Farm Heroes.  I figure that playing this game will subconsciously encourage me to eat more fruits and veggies.  Kind of like subliminal advertising without brand names.  I tell you, these veggies are just so darn cute.  Almost too cute to eat.  But not quite.

5.  Have I mentioned I'm writing this as I am laying on the ground, icing my back because last weekend I had the audacity to walk 2.5 miles and have been paying for it ever since?  This.  Must.  End.