Okay, right off the bat, I'll admit to you...I've had some wine...and by some, I mean maybe 2/3 of the bottle. I'm at the point now where I'm trying to figure out, do I just throw the cork away, or put it on. Hmmm..... The decisions of a 40 yo. So, I'm riding high on a totally awesome buzz. I've spent the past couple of hours talking to one of my fave ppl in this world. Good times. She truly is the bomb, as well as the creator of the "notes."
Man alive, I do love wine.... I rarely drink it, though. I try not to drink at home, and I'm too cheap to drink it when we go out. I didn't sleep for shit last night, and I knew I was going to be talking to my girlfriend for quite some time, so I figured it was a good time to open this bottle that a friend brought me just before Christmas. Good stuff. Not as good as Jody wine, but it'll work ; )
So, the weigh in was today. As I told you before, my body still isn't on its regular "schedule," and I weigh myself first thing in the morning. Today was no exception...which pissed me off, because I really want to be on my morning "schedule" (and you know by schedule I'm talking taking a bowel movement, right?) before weighing in. No such luck. Anyway, I was down 3.6 to 202 lbs. I was really hoping for more, since I figured I'd gained a lot of water weight in Vegas.... So, in my mind, I'm just going to convince myself that my "schedule" would've been 3 lbs., and put me back in the Onederland.
Well, my mind is going everywhere today. Do I talk about how lucky I am to be married to Brian? I mean it.... If I live 1000 lifetimes, I don't think anyone would love me more than that man does. He says the most loving things to me, each and every day. Even when I don't deserve it (which is probably most days). A funny thing has happened over this past year, though. I finally, honestly and truly believe him. My walls are thick (get your mind out of the gutter, not my sugar walls), and it took me all these years to completely surrender to them. I guess, what it comes down to, is once I really learned to love myself. I learned to accept his love full fledged. It's hard to accept love, or understand how someone can love you, when you don't even love your own self. Anyway, feeling the love tonight. And in a little bit, so will he. HAHA!
Okay, my drunk ass has gone on long enough. I need to sober myself up w/ a few good games of Words with Friends. It's the best medicine for me. It totally relaxes me, and its become my bedtime routine.
Until tomorrow, my friends. Thanks for caring about me and sticking with my fat ass.
Love you guys,
Jen
Food:
Okay, this was messed up from the beginning. I was so damn tired this morning. Very little sleep, and it was interrupted twice by taking Junior out.
6:35 Can of Diet Coke (I know, I know)
7:15 Banana
8:05 Orange
9:30 2 packets of oatmeal (plain and apples)
12:00 Spring mix salad w/ lite honey mustard, and a little bit of pumpkin soup (see recipe)
3:20 banana
5:30 Super hungry.... Very small slice of leftover cheese pizza, plus a bowl of Pasta Roni (made w/ olive oil instead of margarine...still processed...still white...still shit)
6:00 Here are the kickers....4 cookies and then the wine...which I've now corked :)
Man alive, I do love wine.... I rarely drink it, though. I try not to drink at home, and I'm too cheap to drink it when we go out. I didn't sleep for shit last night, and I knew I was going to be talking to my girlfriend for quite some time, so I figured it was a good time to open this bottle that a friend brought me just before Christmas. Good stuff. Not as good as Jody wine, but it'll work ; )
So, the weigh in was today. As I told you before, my body still isn't on its regular "schedule," and I weigh myself first thing in the morning. Today was no exception...which pissed me off, because I really want to be on my morning "schedule" (and you know by schedule I'm talking taking a bowel movement, right?) before weighing in. No such luck. Anyway, I was down 3.6 to 202 lbs. I was really hoping for more, since I figured I'd gained a lot of water weight in Vegas.... So, in my mind, I'm just going to convince myself that my "schedule" would've been 3 lbs., and put me back in the Onederland.
Well, my mind is going everywhere today. Do I talk about how lucky I am to be married to Brian? I mean it.... If I live 1000 lifetimes, I don't think anyone would love me more than that man does. He says the most loving things to me, each and every day. Even when I don't deserve it (which is probably most days). A funny thing has happened over this past year, though. I finally, honestly and truly believe him. My walls are thick (get your mind out of the gutter, not my sugar walls), and it took me all these years to completely surrender to them. I guess, what it comes down to, is once I really learned to love myself. I learned to accept his love full fledged. It's hard to accept love, or understand how someone can love you, when you don't even love your own self. Anyway, feeling the love tonight. And in a little bit, so will he. HAHA!
Okay, my drunk ass has gone on long enough. I need to sober myself up w/ a few good games of Words with Friends. It's the best medicine for me. It totally relaxes me, and its become my bedtime routine.
Until tomorrow, my friends. Thanks for caring about me and sticking with my fat ass.
Love you guys,
Jen
Food:
Okay, this was messed up from the beginning. I was so damn tired this morning. Very little sleep, and it was interrupted twice by taking Junior out.
6:35 Can of Diet Coke (I know, I know)
7:15 Banana
8:05 Orange
9:30 2 packets of oatmeal (plain and apples)
12:00 Spring mix salad w/ lite honey mustard, and a little bit of pumpkin soup (see recipe)
3:20 banana
5:30 Super hungry.... Very small slice of leftover cheese pizza, plus a bowl of Pasta Roni (made w/ olive oil instead of margarine...still processed...still white...still shit)
6:00 Here are the kickers....4 cookies and then the wine...which I've now corked :)
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