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I am so glad it’s Friday because I am super annoyed with work today (actually I’ve been annoyed with work for 3 days now). My regional manager is going chart-crazy and making up and having us fill out all sorts of new charts with information that can already be found in our system. Also annoyed because I had to travel to Kansas City on Wednesday with my coworkers for a safety training class. We had to drive 4 hours in an uncomfortable passenger van to get there, spend the night at a hotel, get up the next morning and go to the 2 hour class, then drive back 4 hours yesterday. It seems like a huge waste of time and money to me, but I don’t get to make the rules.

Of course since it’s a company thing, they pay for our meals while we are there and on the road. Do you know how hard it is to eat well while traveling on the company dime? I tried to make good choices, I really did. We never knew ahead of time where we would be eating, so I couldn’t look up nutritional info beforehand, but I ordered a big salad at least once a day. It was the other meal of the day that killed me. For dinner Wednesday evening, I ordered seared scallops thinking that would be a safe bet, but it came with an asparagus risotto which, while it was divine, probably had a lot of calories because something that tastes that good is rarely low in cals. Oh and I also had the most wonderful french onion soup – just a cup, but I should have just made a meal of that.  For breakfast the next morning I chose an english muffin with cream cheese, a hard boiled egg, and a banana, which was actually more than I probably needed to eat at the time, but I didn’t know when we would eat lunch that day so I wanted to be full for the whole morning. We ended up eating Pizza Hut buffet for lunch, and that was my downfall. The salad bar was “meh” at best and I chose thin crust pizza when I could. But since it was a buffet, I went back for more. I was tired and discouraged, so I very illogically threw in the towel for the day and got more pizza and some pasta and some cinnamon bread sticks. I didn’t track any of it. It seems like this whole week has been a struggle, which is disheartening considering how well I’ve been doing the last few weeks.

The upside is that tomorrow starts a new week for me so I can start with a clean slate. The downside is that Sunday is my birthday and I’ma be pissed if I don’t have a cherry cheesecake waiting for me at some point. I don’t even want regular cake (I had enough of that during my son’s birthday last month), but I figure a cheesecake is small enough that I can have one slice and everyone else can have a slice and we can all be done with it. So that’s my plan – a very loosey goosey plan, but a plan nonetheless.

I haven’t been exercising, which is probably just adding to my annoyed-ness. All the 5k races that I ran last year are coming up again and I just have absolutely zero desire to run. I feel bad that I’m going to miss out on all the excitement that a 5k brings, but I can’t even remember the last time I ran…let alone trained for a race. I don’t even want to walk in any races. I don’t even want to walk on my treadmill. I don’t want to do anything unless it involves sitting on my couch or lying in my bed. Basically I just want to sleep a lot, that’s all I really WANT to do. I know I need to exercise, I know it would give me more energy, blah blah blah, but I just DON’T WANT TO. I don’t even know why. It just feels like ONE MORE THING that I need to do that I don’t really want to do – along with dishes, laundry, and balancing my checkbook.

I think I need a vacation. Preferably somewhere warm with an ocean view and a cabana boy who will rub my shoulders. Oh and it needs to be free because this economy is killing my style. Isn’t there someone out there who would love to give me an all-inclusive vacation for my birthday? I totally wouldn’t hate that. At all.

So anyway, yeah. I’ll probably skip my weigh-in tomorrow because I have a full day of chauffeuring the kids around and I just don’t think I’ll be able to make it to my regular meeting, but I would sort of prefer to pretend this week never happened anyway. I’ll start fresh tomorrow and go from there. That’s about the best I can do right now.

My blog: the place you come to for whining and complaining. Such a warm and welcoming place! Please have a seat and listen to me cry into my coffee, won’t you?

 

 

 

 

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Top O’ the Monday morning to ya!  It’s cold, dark, and rainy today plus I have a headache. If this is the top of the day, I don’t wanna see what the bottom looks like.

I had a good weigh in on Saturday. After last week’s gain, I was hyper vigilant about what I ate and tried to be very careful, and other than an unfortunate guacamole incident (if loving guacamole is wrong, I don’t wanna be right. EVER.), I did really well. I had a loss of 2.6 pounds which brings my weight down to 192.2, which means I’ve lost 4.8 since February 2. I’d say I’m trucking along nicely. :)

Here’s a tip: if you want to add some steps to your pedometer, go to an outdoor expo event. The BassMaster Classic came to Tulsa over the weekend and for those of you who have no idea what that is, go here. Or here. My husband is a semi-professional wannabe bass fisherman so for him, this was like a trip to Disneyland, but better because there were boats and stuff. We got to the Outdoor Expo at 11:30am and we walked. And walked, and walked, andwalked andwalkeandwalkedandwalked. And then we walked some more. Did I mention that there was a lot of walking? Because we walked the hell out of that place. Then, 3 1/2 hours later, we walked across the street to the BOK Center (big  place that has concerts, etc) to watch the final weigh-in where the fishermen drive their boats into the center and weigh their fish onstage and the angler with the highest weight wins $500,000. That’s half a mil, folks. This ain’t no rinky dink redneck thing, this is like the Oscars of bass fishing. Anyway, our seats were on the third level of the place, so not only did we walk a lot on level surfaces, we walked up and down 3 flights of stairs multiple times. After the event was over, we walked back to the shuttle, and after a quick stop at Steak ‘n Shake, we finally arrived home at 9:15pm. I checked my Fitbit and I racked up over 11,000 steps yesterday! On days that I don’t walk on the treadmill in the mornings, I average about 3,000 steps, and on days that I do get on the treadmill, I might squeak out 8,000 steps, so 11,000 steps is a big deal for me!! I was happy to find that 11,000 steps also equal 5 WW activity points, which will help offset the popcorn and the Pepsi and the peanut m&ms I had yesterday. There just isn’t a lot of healthy food choices at those kind of events and I didn’t adequately prepare for it at all. I meant to bring some snacks with me, but forgot to grab them before we left, hence the choice of concession foods. Once we got to Steak ‘n Shake at 8:00 that night, all I wanted was a vegetable, any vegetable, so I was happy to see a pecan chicken salad on their menu. The salad was…meh, but it was better than a burger and fries and I felt a lot better after I had eaten it.

Here’s a question: when faced with concession foods, what’s the least damaging option? I think the choices were hot dogs, soft pretzel, nachos, popcorn, candy bars (king size, not regular)…I think that was it. I got the popcorn and a bottle of water (and then also stole some of my husband’s peanut M&Ms because hello, peanut M&Ms), but I don’t know if that was my best bet or not.

Yesterday was a lot of fun and it was great to see my normally reserved husband acting like a kid in a candy store, even though all fishing lures look the same to me. Oh the things we do for the ones we love! :)


Happy Friday!! This is going to be a short post because I have a lot of work to do and I’m hoping we’ll get to leave work a little early today! *fingers crossed*

According to your comments in my last post, and as Gina pointed out, there seems to be a running theme when dealing with temptations: don’t even start. The easiest way to avoid eating tempting treats and desserts is to just leave them alone, give them away, destroy them…don’t even let them pass your lips. I’ll admit that at this point, I don’t think I’m strong enough to do that. The pull to partake is still VERY strong in me – after a lifetime of giving in, giving up those foods that are not conducive to losing weight and living a healthy life seems impossible. I know it’s not, but it feels that way right now. I will admit that the more fruits and veggies and lean protein that I eat, the less I think about sweet treats, so maybe that’s the key for me right now – eat lots of the good stuff so I won’t have room for the less-than-good stuff (Gee Jill, ya think?!).

In other news, I think I’d like to purchase an electronic food scale for my kitchen. I’ve been using measuring cups and measuring spoons for a lot of my foods, but I think I’d like to take it a step further so I’ll know exactly what a portion should look like. At last week’s WW meeting, we got to play around with the Weight Watcher scale and frankly, I wasn’t that impressed. It’s kind of like my car – lots of features that I will never, ever use. I want something simple and accurate, so I would like to know what your recommendations are. Do you use a scale regularly and if so, what kind? Is there one I should absolutely stay away from? I figure something in the $30-$40 range would be good (but if I can find a good one for less than that, I’d be ecstatic!!). Thanks in advance for your help!

Okay, time to get back to work. Have a great weekend! :)

 


I intended to write this post on Monday, but I was off work Monday and the day seemed to go by really fast (how come it doesn’t go that fast when I’m at work?) and I just never got it done. Actually the whole weekend went by in a blink. I feel like I had a one night stand with the 3 day weekend: “You’re…you’re leaving? already? But I thought we had something special here!!” Oh well, it’s not the first wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am I’ve ever had and probably won’t be the last (I’m talking weekends here, not actual real life one night stands…I’m not that kind of girl. Not since I got married anyway, *ahem*).

MOVING ON.

So I had a bit of a gain at my last weigh in, but I totally expected it and I’m not upset about it. I was up 1.2 pounds from my previous weigh in and in looking back over the week, I realized something interesting. I was comparing all my obstacles from my first week to all the obstacles last week and I realized that all those landmines I dodged so well the first week? It was because I could run away from them. I could put lots of physical distance between myself and the temptations that first week. Last week, however, all the temptations were in my close personal space. In my office, in my kitchen, RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE. With my son’s birthday cake right in the middle of my kitchen, the kitchen I walk through 47 times a day, it was harder to ignore it than I anticipated. Must learn how to deal with cake. Another problem is my sweet elderly neighbor (he lives right across the street from my office) brought me at least 3 different treats last week.  I need to learn how to deal with the desserts he brings over – I need a plan, because I am NOT going to tell him that I don’t want them. It gives him great pleasure to bring us samples of things he and his wife have baked, and to tell him I don’t want them seriously hurts his feelings. His wife’s health is declining rapidly and I am not going to be rude to this man who is about to lose his wife of nearly 60 years (her only goal at this point is to live until May so they can celebrate their 60th anniversary – so bittersweet!) just to save myself the worry of a few calories. I do however, need a plan that I can stick to when he does bring food over. I’m thinking I can give it to another coworker, I can take one bite (two bites if it’s really good) and then throw it away, or I can just throw it away without tasting it at all. I just need to decide what I’ll do and then stick to that.

The thing is, there will always be SOMETHING that is going to get in the way. The world is full of landmines and I think  my success is going to be determined by how well I deal with these landmines.

Do any of you have a plan for things like this? I’d love to hear from my maintainer-readers (Debby and Shelley I’m looking at you) on how you deal with temptations like I described. I know Mr. Brown is going to keep coming over with delectable desserts and I’ve got lots of birthdays/celebrations coming up in the next few months and I would love to have a plan in place. So what say you? Do you just wing it and hope for the best or do you Just Say No? Help a sistah out here!!


Oh wait, that sounded so bad didn’t it?!? Happy Valentine’s Day anyway!!

Okay confession time – I didn’t freeze the cake. I let it sit on the table for a couple more days where I let it cause unnecessary angst for me, until yesterday when I finally told my daughter to just throw it away already!! Clearly I have an addiction to buttercream frosting that I will need to address in the future, but dayum it was tasty in the moment. The cake is gone now, in the trash, and no I didn’t dig it out of the trash to get one last bite. If it’s in the trash, it’s garbage!

IT’S GARBAGE AND IT’S WRONG TO EAT CAKE OUT OF THE TRASH!! (right?)

After last week’s big loss at weigh in, and my altercation with the cake, I’ll be lucky to lose .2 at Saturday’s weigh in. And if I don’t lose, well, I’ll just consider it a life lesson: don’t eat too much cake when you’re trying to lose weight. *sigh*

Any big plans for Valentine’s Day? We don’t do a lot for VDay – a card and some chocolates, that’s about it really. Sometimes the hubs and I will go to dinner or a movie if we feel so inclined, but this year I decided to switch it up a bit: I’m making lasagna for dinner and chocolate dipped strawberries for dessert. I thought the kiddos would enjoy dipping the strawberries (and eating them of course) and it would be a nice way to spend a relaxed evening at home with the ones I love the most. Oh, and I got a free movie rental from Redbox, so depending on how much time we have, we might watch a movie together too (it’s a school night, you know, so watching a movie on a school night is A BIG DEAL).

Speaking of Valentine’s Day, I think I tell this story every year only because I can’t believe anyone would have the audacity…anyway, one year way back in the day during college, I had a class with a guy that I thought sure hated me because he always wore such a pissed-off expression all the time. After class on Valentine’s Day, this guy sort of tosses a card on my desk as he’s leaving. It’s a Valentine’s Day card that says he thinks I’m pretty and would I like to go to lunch with him, of course being 19 and boyfriend-less, I said sure. At lunch he gives me dozen roses and says he just wanted me to have them. I was flabbergasted, because who gives a dozen roses on the first date? Well, someone who’s girlfriend just broke up with him the night before, apparently. I found out a few days later that he had bought the card and the roses for his girlfriend but she dumped him before he could give them to her, so he decided to give them to me. Which, would have been fine if he had just told me that in the beginning, but he made up this story about how he had always thought I was pretty but he was too shy to talk to me, yadda yadda yadda whatever, so I didn’t go out with him again. Trust me, second-hand roses are not what a girl wants for Valentine’s Day! At least not this girl.

So, anyone else have a Valentine’s Horror Story? I’d love to hear it!


Hey Kids!!

I have about 15 minutes to blog at you, so I’ma do this fast. :)

I had my goal of .2 pounds in my mind when I went to my Weight Watchers weigh in on Saturday morning, and I’m happy to report that I had a loss of 3.4 pounds! I was really happy with that. My current weight is 193.6. Not a bad start if I do say so myself!

Okay, let’s talk about cake. My son’s birthday party was also on Saturday and I had arranged for my neighbor to bake a special cake for my son (my neighbors have started decorating cakes as a hobby and I wanted to support them), so when they brought it over Saturday afternoon, I was surprised at how HUGE this thing was. Seriously this cake could probably feed 40 people – we had 6 kids over for the party. Even though I gave the kids huge slices (most of which went uneaten), there was still a ton of cake leftover.

[Let me interrupt with an important side story here: my husband has a cold with a nasty dry cough and congestion. He's miserable, but so am I since he COUGHS AND SNORES all night. This has been going on for 3 nights (I have the option of sleeping on the couch, but I don't sleep well there either) so I was super tired on Sunday (yesterday).]

Being tired is a big trigger for me, so when you couple being tired and cranky with lots of leftover birthday cake…well let’s just say the cake was a problem for me yesterday. I got busted several times trying to sneak a bite here and there and finally decided it was ridiculous and that I was over it. It wasn’t making me any less tired, so I finally went and took a short nap and then I was (mostly) fine. But I struggled with that cake most of the day, and I really think that if I hadn’t been so freaking tired, I would have been able to keep my guard up a little better. But what’s done is done, and tonight I’m going to cut off a few small pieces for the kids and then freeze the rest (after I cut the kids’ pieces, we’ll still have half a cake left). I can pull it out for the next big family gathering and let everyone else enjoy it.

So that was my weekend – a good weigh in, then a fight to the death with cake. I’m back on track today and bound and determine to make the rest of the week a good one.

Over and out,

~Jill


Remember on Monday when I mentioned the Strawberry Cake incident? No I’m not going to link to it because it was my last post before this one, just scroll down if you want to read about it (sheesh!).  So anyway, I should have known that wouldn’t be the last time I had to dance in the minefield. That same evening, my husband brought ice cream home (for himself mainly, but also to share), again, I had one bite, decided the pain in my teeth was a sign, so I didn’t eat any more ice cream. Then on Tuesday I had to travel for work and we stopped at Cracker Barrel for lunch – the meals weren’t really the problem, the problem was the ALL THE FREAKING CANDY in the waiting area. I managed to hang tough and avoid buying any candy, but then once we arrived at our hotel, there were fresh baked cookies waiting in the lobby and the aroma wafted over to me…luckily my hands were full so I couldn’t grab one – I dashed up to my room so I wouldn’t be tempted to give in.

That’s a lot of landmines to avoid!! I did great at dinner that night (Dear Strawberry spinach salad, I love you, Sincerely, Me) but after dinner when I was alone in my hotel room, I got a craving. A Serious Chocolate Craving (yes it deserves to be capitalized and I think you all know why). I gathered up my dollar bills and headed to the vending machine, ya know, just to see what was there. Lo and behold, there was no vending machine for food, only drinks! However, in this particular hotel lobby there is a Suite Shop (yep that’s how it’s spelled) filled with all kinds of goodies that could be mine…for an exorbitant price. Apparently my frugal side is much stronger than my chocolate-lovin’ side because I refuse to pay $2 for a single 100 calorie pack of Chips Ahoy cookies or $1.50 for a Kit Kat, but I stood there and thought about it, I did. I even texted my husband and said “tell me I don’t need a Kit Kat right now” and he texted back “You don’t need a Kit Kat right now” so I left the Suite Shop empty handed (well not really, I still had my $2) and strolled over to the breakfast area where I found hot water and complimentary tea bags. I made myself some decaf tea and went back to my room to spend the rest of the evening sipping my tea and scrolling through the Netflix options on my Kindle Fire.

I’m pretty proud of how I’ve handled all these situations so far this week. I still have a few hurdles left, but since I’ve been flexing my “NO” muscle this week, I’m feeling okay about it. I had been thinking earlier about how this probably wasn’t the best week for me to start Weight Watchers, but the more I think about it, the more I think it was the perfect time – I’m riding high on motivation so it was easier to Just Say No to all those things I mentioned. I’m really curious to see how the travel and all the dinners out this week (FOUR. That’s how many times I’ve eaten in restaurants this week – yikes!!) will affect my weigh in on Saturday. I’ll keep you posted.

Have a great weekend, folks!! And stay out of the minefields – unless you want to count the dancing around you’ll have to do as exercise! ;)


You’re welcome.Think Mama Cass ever had issues with Skinny Minny Michelle Phillips, there? I’ll bet Mama Cass wanted to punch her a time or two (or maybe that’s just me).

So it’s Monday (obviously. Why would put up that video on a Thursday?) and hey, guess what I did over the weekend?

I turned into Jennifer Hudson! I can now sing and act, so I won’t need this blog anymore to be my creative outlet. See ya, Suckahs!!

Okay, I lied.  I didn’t really turn into JenHud, but I joined Weight Watchers on Saturday because even though I was making a little bit of progress on my own, I realize I need a little bit extra help. And hey if Jennifer Hudson can shed her fabulously talented chub, so can I.

And now I’m debating on telling you what my beginning weight was on Saturday, because it’s a really high number and I’m super embarrassed that I let my fabulous self get so outta control. But heck, I bare everything else on this blog, why let a stupid number stop me now? So…my beginning weight at my first weigh in was…sheesh this is hard…my beginning weight was….*cough197cough*. For all intents and purposes, that’s 200 pounds, folks. I think I weigh the same amount as my 6’1″ husband (and hell no, I didn’t tell him. What am I, crazy? Don’t answer that.) No one who is 5’3″ should weight that much ever. EVER EVER EVER. So freaking unhealthy, but I’m going to change that. All I have to do is have faith in the program, just follow the program today, and it will all work out eventually.

How much do I hope to lose per week, you ask? (Thanks for asking, btw) At this point I’m aiming for a loss of .2 pounds per week. Yep that’s right – POINT TWO. I figure I can most likely lose that much and if I lose more than that, well that’s just a bonus. It might take me 2 years to get where I ultimately want to be, but that’s okay. That 2 years is going to pass regardless, so I might as well be losing instead of gaining.

This happens to me every single time. Just when I get started on losing weight, someone (usually the sweet old man across the street) brings me something like this:

It’s strawberry cake if you can’t tell. He just now brought it over – what do I do with it? It smells divine. I’m thinking I’ll take it to the break room and give it to one of the guys at lunch.

Okay I took one bite. It was…meh. Tasted like a box mix. I put the rest of it in the breakroom so someone can have the rest or if they don’t want it, I’ll chunk it.

So that’s my sitch. Looks like this might turn back into a weight loss blog after all. :)


I have lost 16 pounds since the end of February.  Eight of those pounds were lost over 3 months on Weight Watchers.  The other eight?  Well, do you want the short answer or the long answer? 

 

The short answer, you say?  The answer is…diet pills.  Now before you all tsk tsk me to death, let’s hear the long answer, shall we? 

 

The Long Answer:

 

About three years ago, there was a woman whose son played on my son’s baseball team.  She was about my height and weight and being the two chubby moms on the team, of course we became chatty.  After baseball season, her son went to a different team so I didn’t see her often after that.  I ran into her last summer at a friend’s birthday party and was surprised to see she had dropped about 50 pounds.  I asked her what she had been doing and she just said that she got serious about losing weight and was very careful about what she put into her mouth.  She told me if I ever wanted to talk to her about it I could, but of course I never called her, although I thought of her often over the next several months. Then I ran into her about a month ago at a department store, and told her I really wanted to sit her down and ask her exactly what she did to lose the weight and keep it off.  She confided in me that she had started by seeing her doctor and he prescribed her an appetite suppressant.  She took them for only a short while, until she got started losing, and then she got off the pills and is now just watching what and how much she eats and she is doing very well. 

                When I had my blood work checked a few weeks ago, I was lamenting to my doctor about how I wanted to lose weight, and he said he could put me on a program. I told him I would think about it, and get back to him. After talking to my friend and seeing her results and how she has kept the weight off for over a year now, I decided that I would give it a try. My doctor is a very close family friend, who has known me my whole life, so I trust that he is not going to give me anything that would harm me. I am on a very low dose of appetite suppressant, along with some damn good vitamins (my hair and nails are growing like crazy!), and a high protein eating plan.  I go in once a week and the nurse in charge looks over my food journal, and we talk about how things are going. The food plan they have me on is similar to South Beach, so I’ll get to add the good carbs back in to my diet soon, which, thank God because I’m getting really tired of chicken and salads! 

                I am also learning how to cook. I mean, I am learning to cook real vegetables and real meat, not just opening a box and reheating the processed chunks of whatever is in there.  I always tend to take the easy way out when it comes to cooking – the faster and easier the better.  Now, I am learning to plan ahead and spend a little time on the meals, and (are you ready for this?) I find that I actually sort of like cooking.  I have always thought of meal time as drudgery, but when I am cooking foods that actually taste good, I kind of enjoy it.  Who knew? 

                Honestly, I attribute my weight loss to my new way of eating, more than to the pills.  For the first time in my life, I think I am getting enough protein and I am eating more veggies than I ever have before, and I feel really good.  I am also working out more and that has given me more energy. 

So why didn’t I just stick with WW and learn to eat from that?  Well, I feel like, for me, there was a little too much freedom on WW.  Protein is not really stressed on WW, and sometimes it can be high in points, so I think I would avoid it so I could keep my points low.  I found myself turning to the low- point, overly processed foods to fill me up, which were usually high in carbs, and so did not fill me up for very long.  I was also eating more junk food, because hey, you can have anything on WW as long as you are within your points.  I could have two slices of pizza and a few Chips Ahoy cookies and still be in my points range, but I didn’t feel like this was very healthy.  Not that I am banning those things from my diet forever, but for now, I am better off staying away from them until I can eat them in moderation, and not feel like I need to face plant into the middle of the package. 

I will be very honest here and say thinking about writing this post has caused me much anxiety over the last few days.  When you tell people you are on diet pills, they always make that face, you know the one that says, “Oooohhh, bad idea. Don’t you know any better?”  Diet pills are the black sheep of the weight loss family, and they have a really bad rep, and everyone says that once you go off of them, you’ll gain all the weight back.  I thought that too, which is one reason I have never tried them before, but heck, I lost 25 pounds on WW three years ago, but I gained it all back, so does that mean that WW doesn’t work?  No, it just means I didn’t learn anything from it and went back to my old bad habits. 

I am giving the pills and the new eating plan a shot because I feel like this is my chance to learn how to do it right.  This is my chance to learn how to cook healthy foods, this is my chance to learn how much food I need, not how much food I THINK I need.  This is my chance to see that there is life apart from junk food, and there is much joy to be had without sugar.  This is my chance to see if I can challenge myself by walking faster and farther than I thought I could. 

                I didn’t want to tell you all what I was doing because I was afraid of what you all would think.  But it’s my blog and I wanted to be accountable and it’s just too hard keeping anything from you guys!  So here I am baring my chunky little soul to all of you and hoping that you won’t tell me that I am being naïve or stupid for doing this.  I feel good about my decision and I have not had any ill effects as of yet, and please do me a favor, and DON’T write me telling me all of the bad consequences your friend’s cousin suffered from being on diet pills, or how I am going to start growing hair on my chest, or that I’ll grow an extra limb or something.  I am fully capable of Googling all the effects of the pills myself, if I should choose to do so.  It’s very hard to maintain a weight loss blog and NOT be able to talk about how I am losing, so I knew I would have to come clean eventually. 

I have lost 8 pounds in two weeks, and I fully expect the loss to slow down a bit now, but that’s okay.  I’m on my way, and I feel good about it. 

So, there it is.  That’s the Long Answer, and I’m sure I’ll have more to add to it in the coming weeks.  And if you are still reading this epic novel of a post, thanks for hanging in there til the end, I appreciate it.  ;)

 


Happy Friday Folks!!

 

 

First off, wow – you guys have lots to say when it comes to chores!  I’m eager to hear more, so if you haven’t already, go here and leave me a comment on what you would do!  I have some ideas in mind for my own kiddos, but I want to see what happens when I run it past them, and then I’ll do a post about it next week, k? 

 

I’m still formulating Post #2 in my Changing My Thinking Series (that sounds like a title for an infomercial, no?), so when I can get some of my points a little more in order, I’ll post that too.

 

So what am I going to post about today? 

 

Well, here’s the deal.  I’m bored with WW…again. 

 

Going back to WW in February was kind of like getting back together with an old boyfriend – at first you remember all the good times and the fun you had and how it was exciting and new, and then after a while you remember why you broke up in the first place.  It just isn’t working out. 

 

I don’t know why, but I always fall into the trap of eating the crap that has the most artificial sweeteners in it, and then 2 and 3-point snacking my way through a whole day’s worth of points.  And it doesn’t matter that I go over my daily points allowance, I just write it all down and keep going over!!  So I think it’s better if I get out now, instead of hanging around to see if it’s going to get worse.   I’ve done this often enough that I know my heart really isn’t in it, and plus I can use that $40 a month on something really important, like shoes.  

 

So what will I do now?  I’ve got something in the works, but I don’t want to go into it right now.   Still have some tweaking to do before I lay it all out on the table, ya know? 

 

So, (I start off a lot of my sentences with that don’t I?) in lieu of Changing the World!, here are some pictures of animals in unnaturally disturbing garb. 

 

Have a good weekend!!

 

breed

puppies

funny dog pictures

Weird.



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