I just did something weird. I chose an apple over chocolate graham crackers for my midmorning snack.Yeah, I know, I’m destined for greatness, right?


Anyway, I got my copy of Pasta Queen’s book yesterday and promptly sat myself down on my couch and ignored my family to Chapter 7. So far, I’m really enjoying the read. She’s funny and insightful and there have been several places where I’ve thought to myself, “hmmm, yes I agree” and “BWAHAHAHAHA, that was freakin great!!”
I think when I finish reading it, I’m going to go back and re-read it and highlight those passages that I find especially inspiring – there are quite a few. I highly recommend the book.


I haven’t been tracking my food very well (read: at all) this week, but eating hasn’t been out of control, although I’m certain I have gone over my points on a couple of days. I’m not sweating it though because I feel really good right now. I don’t feel bloated or heavy or yucky, so I think that the eating better and walking consistently are helping (duh).

So here’s the latest ponderance (is that a word? Well it is now) rolling around in my brain: twice in one week, two people have questioned my need to lose weight. The first was the hubs – I was lamenting how hard it is for me to lose weight and he said, “But you still look good. I like the way you look.” I know – I swooned a little myself! The second person was my boss. He is on WW and has been losing weight, so I talk to him sometimes about it. I mentioned getting my thyroid checked to see if that is why losing weight is so hard for me, and he said “is that why you got your blood work done?? Jill you are not big!!” Okay, no maybe I’m not 300 pounds, but I am still 40-50 pounds over my healthy, normal, happy weight. To me, that is a lot!! Granted, I carry most of my weight in the lower half of my body and you better believe I cover it well, but still, I am on the obese side of the BMI chart, and that does not sit well with me. (I know this sounds like I talk about my weight to other people all the time, but these were rare, isolated incidents when the topic happened to come up. Just wanted to clear that up.)
I just find it rather odd that 2 people (okay men) would say that. Are men really that oblivious? My ass cannot be ignored, people – it’s pretty freakin big – so why question my decision to lose weight? I’m probably over-thinking this, but just thought I’d throw it out there for you all to chew on (the question, not my ass. I don’t like getting my ass chewed).


Okay one more weird thing for Friday, and just to warn you, it might be TMI: I just stuffed my bra, and not for the usual reasons. It’s getting warmer here in the great state of Oklahoma, and so my need for jackets and sweaters is no longer, um… a need (I should reword that, but I don’t feel like it). So now it’s short sleeved shirts and I feel rather exposed…when a cool breeze comes my way…in the breast area…specifically the very middle of the breast area. Do you understand what I’m trying to say here? Okay, well let me put it this way: (whispering) I’m nipping out! 
And when you work with 6 guys that can be a bit embarrassing for everybody. So I went into the bathroom and I folded up some TP and stuffed it into my bra, to help minimize the nippage. I think it’s working, but really, I need some advice here. How do you all handle it when the “girls” stand at attention?


Okay, enough weirdness for one day. This weekend, since it’s Mothers Day, I plan on doing only the things that I want to do, Laundry Mountain be damned!! I hope you all have a great weekend and I hope you get lots of Mom’s Day treats, even if you aren’t a mom!!