Day I have no idea (87 I figured out): Excuses are like @$$holes....

Everyone has them, and they all STINK. Here is a list of excuses as to why  I haven't blogged:
1. I was in Florida
2. I was staying up WAY too late when I was in Florida
3. I was having too much fun with my nephew in Florida to care about blogging
4. I was oddly ill the day I came home from Florida to the point that I didn't think I would be able to get on the plane.... but I made it.
5. When I got home from Florida on Sunday, I slept. Almost the entire day.
6. Monday I was lazy. And still on EC time.  Yup, that's it.
7. Tuesday I was INSANELY busy as my (awesome!) kids choir at school sang the national anthem at a Rockies game!

And here we finally are today. Since my last blog many many days ago, I have eaten approximately everything. And no I don't think I'm exaggerating. Although I wish I was. Today for example, I went to dinner with John and my soon-to-be father in law. We went to a local brew pub with local brew pup fare. After scouring the menu, I found what seemed to be the PERFECT Lisa meal- grilled cheese AND a blt... TOGETHER. ON. ONE. SANDWICH. Other than the fact that I knew that this monstrosity would be approximately 48658756438 calories, nothing prepared me for what was brought out of the kitchen. In fact, when it was placed before me, I didn't even recognize what it was as compared to the description on the menu. It was in fact grilled cheese and a blt together.... however, it was an entire grilled cheese sandwich and then placed gingerly on top was an entire slab of bacon. Not. kidding. I wish I had the forethought to take a picture of it before dismantling it to attempt to eat it. Never in my entire life have I EVER seen so much bacon in one place. Unless you count the grocery store. Or a petting zoo. Which I don't. And the best part? I ate it all! I'm totally kidding. Yes, I am. I have proof of 1/2 the bohemith in my fridge. Not to mention the 70% of bacon that I put on John's plate. Because CLEARLY he's not counting calories this week either. It is seriously time for me to get back on the horse.... if I could just find the damn horse.........
87 days down...93 days to go!