Friday night again

And here I am at 12:30 something, after my Friday night dose of TV and general lethargy. It's the one night a week, after all, that is truly mine. No laundry, no dishes, no nothing.

Of course, this doesn't exactly "prime the pump" that is my brain, so I find myself on the night that I actually have time to blog....with very little to say. Say, how about a bullet point update on the state of the Gorgon household? It's like a clip show - kind of cheating, but not really.

• The Kraken is now 41 inches tall. Meaning she's grown out of her car seat and her size 4 clothes. At age 3 3/4. Sigh. She's either going to be a supermodel or a linebacker.
  
• The last of the tests are back, and I am apparently normal. Whatever that means. Green light - go thee forth and procreate. It's only a matter of time until I'm peeing on sticks again.
• I managed to get on my treadmill four times already this week. Booyah.
• I am slowly getting my f*c3book addiction under control, with the help of a life coach and some self help books.
• I am almost 10 pounds lighter than I was a month and a half ago. Dieting blows chunks.
  
• The Minotaur FINALLY went to the doctor for his first annual exam in about 4 years.
• My annual beach trip is only 2 months away!
• My oddly excessive nostalgia of late seems to somehow be making me more comfortable in my current skin. Makes no intuitive sense, but talking to people who remember *that girl* reminds me that I didn't make her up.

I'm marinating a post about said nostalgia, but it's not quite ready to cook yet. Until then (or until I get another free minute), it's off to bed for me.