Sunday, July 01, 2007
I bought a "little black dress" today. It's not that little, but it's very classy and cute. I'm going to wear it when we see Phantom of the Opera later this month.
It looks really good on me. You know what would make it look better, though? If I lost a couple more pounds. I'm hanging it up in a most obvious spot to be my motivation. The itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny, yellow polka-dot bikini wouldn't motivate me, because I'd have to lose like 2 million pounds to wear it, but this dress is beautiful. It already looks good on me, and I just want the doable goal of having it look a bit better. Flippin' sweet.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
I swear, when am I going to learn?
The last two days, I have filled my stomach with CRAP. Today, all I've eaten is granola bars, chips, and a bowl of cereal. At least I went for a walk.
I worked out this no soda thing in my head. When I start getting caffeine joneses, I'll drink green tea. I can do this. Piece of cake. Right?
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
So, I'm part of this cool group that makes weekly challenges. This week, one of the challenges is to give up soda!!! I drink like, 3-5 cans of soda a day...this could be really bad. Or it could be a real character building activity. I have to admit, it would be cool to at least reduce my soda intake, but I've always been too set in my ways and worried about what it would do to me to stop...
Well, we'll see how it goes. I'm going to do my damndest to make sure that I fulfill this challenge. And the husband will be very impressed if I manage. Thank goodness I read this AFTER my morning soda!!!
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Anna Banana, that is the answer to your question. "Dear Husband, etc." I never call Aldo my "Dear Husband" unless I'm being sarcastic. It's stupid.
I ate too much today. Too, too much. My tracker says I only ate 200 calories over, but in my tummy, it feels like it could be 700. We ordered pizza tonight, or more specifically, the P'Zone (*thanks, Anna!*). At least I convinced DH (haha) that just one that we could share was plenty. I kinda want to throw up to make my tummy feel better, but that grosses me out really bad, so I will just sit here, miserably, cursing myself and reminding myself how YUCKY it feels to be so overstuffed and bloated. I'm also writing this down so I KNOW and next time I will REMEMBER.
I always do this with pizza, too. I eat it like I'm never going to be able to eat it again, which doesn't make any sense, since my entire family (with the exception of mom) has worked/does work in the pizza industry. I was way thinner back then...isn't that sick? Of course, it was high school. My skin was a lot worse, though, too. ANYWAY, the POINT is that pizza should not be so special to me that I wolf it down with abandon. I'm sure by now, it should be a bit of a turn-off. But it's not.
So the lesson today is, and of course, this is a no-brainer, but for me, it bears reminding: Pizza is for moderation ONLY. One piece at a time. Lots of space in between slices. And if you stuff yourself with it again, missy, I'm going to have to cut you off for a good, long time.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
My mind is everywhere and nowhere today. I'm bored, but I'm too lethargic to get any work done. I want to play a game with my hubby, but he doesn't seem interested.
You know what? I don't like it when people use these abbreviations: DH, DD, DS, DM, DF or whatever. I think it's dumb. Why "D"? Why not just H D S and so on? Anyway.
I WANT TO DO SOMETHING KINDA COOL AND FUN AND RELAXING!!! Did I just define going to the gym?
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