Snow, Soap & Ooey Gooey Fudge

Oh, how the days go by! It seems like just yesterday that I updated and, alas, it's now February. Where in the world did January go?

So, I've been having contests with myself at night when I work. Slightly pathetic, I know, but true. I keep trying to beat the previous night's steps. Apparently, my self-imposed challenge has been paying off, because I got another one of those, "Hey, have you lost more weight? You look great!" comments this weekend. I love those. In fact, I love those so much it makes me want to celebrate. With cookies and brownies and ooey gooey fudge. Not to worry. I refrain from the self-indulgence and simply say thanks. But I think about it.

The soap is going well. Last night's lip balm review from the ladies at work was phenomenol! "You should sell this!" Um, yep, that's kind of the point, thanks. (Don't worry, I didn't say that. I just smiled. And thought about cookies. And ooey gooey fudge brownies.)

I'm also on Facebook these days. Under a name not formerly known as Prince. It's funny to see how we've all grown. It's even nicer to see how friends from kindergarten have remained the same. You know who you are and you know I adore you.

Okay, it's time to shovel or just play in the flurries with the kids. Good cardio, right? =)

Update on the Kiddos

My youngest son's visit to the doctor went well. His daddy came home from work and took him - thank you, wonderful husband of mine. No fractures of the finger, optimism that the nail will grow back, and no pain. He has a really high pain tolerance, so if he says something hurts you just know it hurts bad! No pain today though.

He still has to wear his finger splint for "anytime he's going to be active." Which in his case is 24/7. No swimming for 2 weeks and a return check-up next Thursday morning.

My oldest son's doctor's visit was...okay. My suspicions of the marks being cafe-au-lait spots was confirmed. As was my concern that there are some pretty scary things associated with cafe-au-lait spots. Especially the size and number of them that he has (8). The doctor advised me not to worry at this point (Ha!) and that we'd just keep an eye on them until his next well-check in November. More info. on Neurofibromastosis can be found HERE. He has no other symptoms, so who knows, maybe they're just spots.

So, that was our exciting morning. Much more excitement like this and I'm going to either own stock in a cookie company or be thin as a rail. Anyone know of a cookie diet??