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?
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Mmm...what a delicious cereal...but I will not give in!!! I already took out the bag and started eating them like chips, but I put it away, and kept thinking about how badly I would like to go back into the kitchen and eat them.
I WON'T EAT THEM. I WON'T EAT THEM. I WON'T EAT THEM. I WON'T EAT THEM.
I can stay within my calories today. I know I can...plus, those little Muffin Tops are sooooo good, I need to save them for later. I must persevere.
On an up note, while I'm thinking about Muffin Tops, I'm not thinking about the mean lady's blog...well, at least not until now.
Monday, June 18, 2007
I made it, it was pretty all right. I gave it 3 stars on sparkrecipes.com: "Good." I mean, it wasn't spectacular; it was good. Importantly, it was also fun to make.
Today's my get-my-butt-in-gear day, but not with my weight stuff, rather with my work. I'm going to get to work. Yes. Right now.
Friday, June 15, 2007
I'm not talking to lose weight, I'm talking about the lengths people will go to screw you out of money!!!
So, I got a DVD from Netflix called "The Firm: Jiggle Free Abs." I wouldn't buy it or recommend it very highly, but it gave me some ideas for things I can do on my own time. What gets me though is that they have this piece of "equipment" called the TRANSFIRMER. This thing is a stool. That's it. A turquoise, purple and pink stool. Okay, to be fair, it's three stools of varying heights that you can stack on top of each other. But seriously? It's a stool. Or whatever you call those things for step aerobics. What are they called? Stools?
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