Sunday, May 02, 2004
WOW!! What a difference a week can make. Today was so much different than last Sunday. I am over all the self pity and whining. My parents came to visit for the day. My mom cleaned the up the playroom.......thank goodness....that is a chore that I never enjoy. Not that I enjoy loads of housework...but that one is a tuffy. My dad spent a lot of time online....again trying to find some info on reloading bullets. Once again, we are potentially on the FBI watch list. Oh well, it's his right to bear arms...and he tickles me the way he gets so excited when you get the results from the google search. Like a kid at Christmas...
We had a good day. I am officially 7lbs. skinnier than I was at this time 2 wks ago. Today was a bad points day. We had hot Italian sausage on the grill...I only had one.....which is good...but the sandwich alone was probably my whole days allotment. I just jumped on Kymmie's bandwagon and said,"FUCK IT!!". Tomorrow will be better. My mom always brings food and snacks when they visit...and most of the time we order some KFC. I figure the sausage was less pts than some fried chicken and mashed spuds and also a biscuit slathered in gravy. MMMMMMM......oh well....Mom brought some iced grahams for the kids, Mike got a pepperoni stick, and I got 2 bags of lettuce....it was even the yummy (if it could ever be) green kind...two varieties to mix! YEA! Those of you who know me best I hope can here the dripping sarcasm. My secret to eating lettuce is my ability to transform the taste to something I would prefer...let's say potato skins and cheese sticks. Sometimes I can even conjure up a big mac...with extra special sauce. And what my stomach actually consumes is more nutritious and almost no points. I am a diet guru. Wish I could say that I love it......I don't. It's a struggle every second of every day. My mind works as though I am anorexic. I am the heaviest anorexic chic I know. Seriously, I am constantly aware of what I put into my mouth...which is a good thing. But, I instantly think that someone or anyone is out to sabotage me. Like when I say, "hey I had part of a brownie"....and my friend says "I don't think one brownie will hurt....." I immediately processed...she is trying to sabotage me.....I am wacked....this I know. Oh well, summer will eventually get here...and my shorts may not be too tight. That will be good.
I got to spend some time with the girls this week. We also got to see the new elephant at the zoo and spend the day with a brand spanking new two year old. It has been a busy but productive week. I am a happy girl.
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We had a good day. I am officially 7lbs. skinnier than I was at this time 2 wks ago. Today was a bad points day. We had hot Italian sausage on the grill...I only had one.....which is good...but the sandwich alone was probably my whole days allotment. I just jumped on Kymmie's bandwagon and said,"FUCK IT!!". Tomorrow will be better. My mom always brings food and snacks when they visit...and most of the time we order some KFC. I figure the sausage was less pts than some fried chicken and mashed spuds and also a biscuit slathered in gravy. MMMMMMM......oh well....Mom brought some iced grahams for the kids, Mike got a pepperoni stick, and I got 2 bags of lettuce....it was even the yummy (if it could ever be) green kind...two varieties to mix! YEA! Those of you who know me best I hope can here the dripping sarcasm. My secret to eating lettuce is my ability to transform the taste to something I would prefer...let's say potato skins and cheese sticks. Sometimes I can even conjure up a big mac...with extra special sauce. And what my stomach actually consumes is more nutritious and almost no points. I am a diet guru. Wish I could say that I love it......I don't. It's a struggle every second of every day. My mind works as though I am anorexic. I am the heaviest anorexic chic I know. Seriously, I am constantly aware of what I put into my mouth...which is a good thing. But, I instantly think that someone or anyone is out to sabotage me. Like when I say, "hey I had part of a brownie"....and my friend says "I don't think one brownie will hurt....." I immediately processed...she is trying to sabotage me.....I am wacked....this I know. Oh well, summer will eventually get here...and my shorts may not be too tight. That will be good.
I got to spend some time with the girls this week. We also got to see the new elephant at the zoo and spend the day with a brand spanking new two year old. It has been a busy but productive week. I am a happy girl.
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