What Dreams May Come

For a number of years now it has been my growing desire to go with my husband & our children (child at this point) to Florida for a family vacation. Okay, that's not entirely true.
My ULTIMATE dream vacation would be to take a week-long Western Caribbean cruise out of Florida, return to port, then hit Florida really hard. Mainly Disney World and all its entailing phenomenal wonders. I'm pretty sure, even at this young age, Grace would love some of the rides and especially the Wild Animal Kingdom. She'd probably eat up Sea World, too. I also just found out that Disney has a "secret" child exchange pass. Basically you get to the front of the line, tell the attendant you want to do the kid exchange, then one parent waits with kid while other parent rides, and then either they switch places at the end of the ride or you can choose to get a pass to return later. That is really cool to me. I admit I'm selfish & I don't think I'd be entirely content to skip my favorite thrill rides-- Tower of Terror, for one (which, consequently gives me nightmares, but I love it no less LOL). To my understanding, she can go on most of the rides as long as she has an adult with her... just not the super cool ones... like Tower of Terror... or Space Mountain...
Unfortunately, my dream vacation is also the same price as a down payment on a new house, or 10% of our current debt. This makes me sad.
I guess that's why they call it a DREAM.

Cold Turkey

So I've finally decided to climb back on the horse. I started seeing a chiropractor who also practices internal medicine. He has worked the kinks out of my back as much as he can, and he says the hurdle that is my lower back is directly related to my digestion. So, at his direction, I've gone cold turkey on milk, soda, and am trying to eat more roughage. You know, I never really liked salad, but we got some baby romaine at the store the other night and I suddenly had this awakening, like: "Oh my gosh, where have you been all my life?!"
Suddenly, salad tastes GOOD. Maybe I just had a crunchy lettuce problem, cuz I normally hate lettuce, but that baby romaine... WOW. I must also admit that I've had a real problem with Taco Bell lately. I have been craving it nonstop. Mainly the baja chalupas, accompanied by only an entire bag full of fire sauce. Everyone suspects I am pregnant because of this unexplainable, ravenous craving. I highly doubt that I am though. I JUST WANT SOME FREAKIN' TACO BELL, OKAY?!
I've been trying to cut back on other dairy items as well. My weakness is ice cream. I could eat ice cream on the coldest day in January and be happy as a lark. I have a Taco Bell & ice cream problem. The fact that I haven't had ice cream in a week or so is making me edgy. Hubby has promised me some for my upcoming birthday though :)
The Taco Bell problem is not helping my weight problem. To my shame, I am the heaviest I have ever been in my entire life right now. I would probably qualify for The Biggest Loser. The sheer awesomeness that is The Biggest Loser T.V. show started last night, and it always inspires me to try to get out and improve my life. I am going to try to start walking daily again... and I finally found my left shoe which had been missing for a week. Actually, Andy found it. Apparently Grace hid it at the bottom of the laundry basket. Way to go Queen Fu!
Well, taquitos are done, and hot sauce is calling, possibly with some salad... Ooh, yeah, salad. That'll do me.