When my kids were little, there was always the 100-days celebration at school. It signified to the kids that their year was 4/7ths over (?), gave them an opportunity to visually conceptualize a number, and gave every parent a FUCKING HEART ATTACK when she failed to read the Friday folder and realized that the 100-day celebration was the next day and the only thing she had 100 of was tampons. Or wine bottles. Or whatever. Thus necessitating either a trip to the Sac-n-Pac to spend $300 on bags of m&ms or to the HEB at the single most crowded time ever.
But today is a 100-day of a different nature. We have official reached 100 days on the project! Woo Hoo! Yay, us! Meh. It's funny that just as I sat down to update the QC and the Daily Dish, I thought to myself, if there was ever a day to just order pizza, this is it.
But so far, we have done what we set out to do. We have eaten out only for special occasions, out of town trips, and reunions with out of town guests. I have taken exactly three lunches for business (two real estate and one teaching). So, in short, we're eating like most of the world eats everyday, only without fear of loss, famine, or violence. Lifestyle change doesn't come easy. But it comes.
Only 230 or so to go. I can't bring myself to look up the actual number. The kids might find out. It's way better not to know.
Happy Cinco de Mayo, y'all!