I did absolutely nothing this weekend. Yesterday my back actually hurt from laying on the sofa all day. It helped by getting into bed and sleeping for a 90-minute nap. This morning I got up, tested my blood, ate, waited to test again, then went back to bed for 2 hours. Awesome! I feel like a new lady. Pete was out of town last night, and I have to say, having the bed to myself freaking rules. Sorry Pete if you're reading. He's out of town until Thursday -- I'm trying to make myself stay on my side of the bed so I don't get too spoiled and all hell breaks loose when he comes home.
I will have to confess that I got a wicked chocolate craving tonight that I just couldn't talk myself out of. I went to the store and got these, and um wow, it's a good thing only 6 come in the bag (3 per serving) -- delicious! I had them with string cheese to balance out the carbs. I also bought some incredibly poopy tasting Atkins double chocolate bars. It tastes *just like* a chemistry set. I may return them. I'm like that.
Speaking of returns, did you know that Babies R Us has the most ridiculous return policy EVER? Our friend last weekend couldn't find our registry (not sure why but whatevs) so he bought us some things I don't think we'll use. So naturally, I took them back to Babies R Us, fully prepared to get a store credit. Nope. No receipt = no return. Period.
Am I the only one that thinks this is incredibly insane? I mean, I plan on spending more money in the store. I'm not asking for cash back. I'm considering pleading with a manager type tomorrow night about an hour before they close -- claiming that my friend couldn't find our names on the registry blah blah blah. I'm not optimistic and you know it chafes me cause you know my pet-peeve is getting ripped off. As a retaliatory measure, I took most of the stuff off of our registry, in the event someone gets a gift card, I know what to go buy. But I didn't want to have a bunch of surplus gift cards for that hell-hole.