*Warning – TBL spoiler here. If you haven’t heard who the winner is, don’t read this post!
Feeling a little ornery today so let’s get right to the griping portion of the blog, shall we?
The Biggest Loser: I do not like Helen. I really wanted to Tara or Mike to win, but Helen? She was so damn smug the whole evening it just made me ill. I only started watching a few weeks ago, but I saw enough to know that Tara or Mike deserved the win more than Helen. And Jerry? I seriously thought he was like, 83 or something – he looked way older than his 63 years. All in all, I was thoroughly disappointed with the finale.
American Idol: Okay, I don’t know what show the judges were watching, but Adam is terrible! He screams more than he sings and his cocky attitude is such a turn off. Don’t get me wrong, I think the boy’s got talent and he could be super cute if he wasn’t such a freak, but really I have not been impressed by him at all. And it pisses me off that he’s most likely going to be one of the two finalists, because I adore Danny and Kris. I thought Danny’s and Kris’ ballads were both REALLY good – Adam not so much.
In other cranky-old-man news, I spilled coffee all over my lap this morning. I’m not so much mad at the big huge brownish stain all over my jeans as I am that I have been deprived of half a cup of coffee this morning!! I need my two full cups to feel human.
I’ve discovered the secret to not obsessing about food and/or calories: don’t think about it! I have put no thought into my food this week and I gotta say, it’s been pretty nice. I told Laura this morning that I’m really just trying to focus on getting my exercise groove back and the food part can wait a few days. It gets so tiring trying to do both things equally well at the same time, so I’m going to take a step back (or several steps really) and make very small attainable goals for the next few weeks. I need to get some momentum going on the work out front and then I’ll focus more on the food. I just do not have the energy or motivation right now to tackle them both.
I’ve still got the reunion dangling in front of my face and I really really really wish I didn’t have the added pressure of this event staring me in the face. I think it would be so much easier to focus on losing weight if I didn’t feel like I have only 2 months to do it. I’m seriously considering skipping the reunion because I don’t think anyone I hung out with in high school is going. I was really excited at first, but now…eh, not so much. I don’t know. I’ll decide later.
There is a fly buzzing my head. He’s been taunting me and playing games with me all morning long and I’m sorry to report that he is going to die. Very, very soon.
In other annoying news, I just ate my last pistachio.