What would I do without my computer?  More specifically, what would I do without this blog community?  I’d be FAT, that’s what!  Ok, I still am fat, just not as fat as I used to be.  I’m annoyed though…I feel like I’m not moving fast enough.  Since the first of Jan, I’m down about 17 pounds…about 2 lbs. per week.  Wait…that’s actually not bad now that I think about it.  I’m really annoyed with myself because I have NOT BEEN WRITING DOWN MY POINTS IN MY FOOD JOURNAL AND I’VE BEEN IN SOME KIND OF CALORIC DENIAL!! What’s up with THAT?  I start out with good intentions, then just don’t do it.  Today…oh don’t even get me started.  Bad bad day, for eating at least.  Hub calls at 8:00, just as I’m feeling hungry ready to eat my oh so prim and proper and innocent bowl of microwave oatmeal, and informs me that McDonalds is offering free McSkillet Burritos, with purchase of a large drink.  So Toddler girl and I head off to the golden arches.  I justified it with the thought that the rest of the day I’d be prudent and eat salad with chicken breast for lunch, and oriental chicken-n-broccoli (no added fats) for dinner…and I did….which was good….unless you count the fiber one bar, the popcorn, the m-n-ms, the more m-n-ms, all the other crap…none of which was written.  Flex points…not on your life.  Used em up at a women’s meeting the other day on this decadent desert thing (plus two helpings at dinner)

Not a bad day, a bad week!  Damnit!  Although, I did sneak a peek at the scale, and I’m still at 199.  No loss, but no gain…so all is not lost. (though I wish it were)

Ok, I’ve ‘fessed up.  Tomorrow my first grader is off school, and we’re taking a little family jaunt up to the “big city” to the north…shopping mall food courts and restaraunts galore.  I’ll tell hub lets go to AppleBees, and eat the points menu.  Good plan!  I will also pack healthy snacks for in the car…lotsa veggies & good stuff.

Side note, made an incredible soup the other day…my hub cracked me up on the phone when he called to tell me he’d just had “an orgasm of soup in a bowl”…yeah, it was that good!  Recipe follows.

Italian Beef , Pepper,and Bean-Lean Soup (Via the crockpot)

Brown 1 lb. hamburger PATTIES, drain, blot with paper towling and squeeze out as much grease off as possible. Chop into bite size chunks and place in crock pot. 

Saute 1/2 large onion and 3 stalks celery in cooking spray, adding enough water to cook until tender.  Add to pot.

Add to crock pot:

one green bell pepper chopped into large bite size chunks

1 can tomato soup

1 can light kidney beans (drain and rinse first)

1 can dark kidney beans (drain and rinse)

1/4 cup light (low fat) Kraft Italian Salad dressing

1/8 to 1/4 cup worchestershire sauce

1 can low sodium diced tomatoes

Cook on low 6 to 8 hours,  or on high 4 hours

Soooo good.  My kids pounded it down too!  As did I.  Too much of it.  Too much of everything this week.  So, I think I’ve bounced around a rocky wagon trail long enough I want to get back on.

One GOOD thing, I am exercising more.  2 days for 2 days today…and yesterday I bought a set of resistance tubes, tried working out with them today and holy cow…I’m sore!  Those suckers work!  Who’da thought…a gym in a little mesh bag.  Just the resistance exercises got my heart rate up…along with intermittent physical play with my little girl I got muscle work and cardio, 35 minutes.  Cool!  And it was fun.

Big challenge is still water.  Gotta slug it down somehow.

Tired.

Ending.

Bed calling my name.

Pillow lonely

Bye.

Hi there!  Sheesh, it’s been DAYS since I blogged.  Life’s just been a bit busy…and I’ve been a bit unmotivated to break out the keyboard until today.

GOOD news…at last weigh in, I was NO LONGER IN THE 200’s!  199!!!  Yay!  Thats 17 lbs gone since the first week of January.

Now…the question is, after this last week, am I still in the 100’s?  Not sure, don’t want to weigh this week and get depressed.  We’ve eaten out every single night.  Between work, a couple events, a wedding, a church thing…and just being insanely busy and unmotivated to cook, I got a little off track.  Not to mention lazy lazy lazy about writing down everything I eat.  I haven’t done totally bad, until last night…we were at this fund raiser thing for my son’s school, and it was an old west themed night, complete with catered Dutch Oven BBQ…you could pretty much give me an IV with BBQ sauce and I’d be a happy girl.  They better have BBQ sauce in heaven, or I’m just gonna live forever.  LOVE BBQ.  And I ate enough for three meals, literally.  The sides were these cheesy potatoes with so much cheese you could stand your spoon up straight in em, and it would not fall…and some random veggies swimming in butter.  No salad.  And dutch oven apple cobbler ala mode for desert.  You ever eat so much it stretches your stomach and messes up your blood sugar so that a few hours later you feel hungry again? Yeah, that was me last night.  Hub and I looked at each other and said, “Screw the points” and went for it, whole hog.  (No pun intended.)  It was good.  And today, I’m blogging because I am home early from church and I just want to go find everything in the kitchen and eat and eat and eat again…I am an addict!  This is the first real fall from the wagon…and I’m on this blog again (note to self, can’t miss over a week blogging!  Need the daily support and inspiration!) to get back on.  I want to stay in my 16’s, and get out of them on the smaller side….not the bigger side.  I’ve washed my 18 jeans and they’re in a bag to go to D.I. (Good will store run by the LDS church)  I’m giving them away.  I will never be in them again.

So…now, since it’s snowy muddy ugly out, I’m gonna hop on my treadmill.

I know if I get more exercise, my motivation will skyrocket and the weight will come off faster.

Bye!

Happy Valentines day…or as my friends and I called it when we were free and unattached, Happy “Singles Awareness Day!”

I must remember my mantra…”the plan doesn’t take perfection…it takes persitence.”

Today I did good most of the day.  The hubby, in all his sweetness, got me beautiful roses!  He said he’d thought about chocolate, which really wouldn’t have bothered me all that much,  but then decided the roses were a better bet.  My 16 jeans which I am now wearing–yay!–thank him!  It’s been months!  14’s, 12’s, 10’s?  Where can I be by summer?  I’d be satisfied with a 14, ecstatic with a 12, dumfounded in a 10.  I’m 5′1o and curvy, so size 14 is great on me….OK random, totally got off track where this post was going. 

I did ok today, even survived going to my first grader’s valentines day class party at school, and helping 13 first graders decorate cookies…I ate ONE cookie.  I did make the mistake of agreeing to take home one of the open containers of frosting, a big weakness of mine.

After my son’s basketball game, we all came home to beef curry, slow cooked in the crockpot.  YUM.  Even did good there, and my little almost 2 year old kept asking for more of the carrots!  She actually ate carrots!  So far the only veggie she’s eaten willingly, ever,  were sweet potatoes or broccoli, so I’m glad she downed the carrots!  The curry sauce did the trick, plus the fact that her brother loved them and kept asking for more carrots too.  I did great until everyone went to bed, then…that damn container of frosting  that came home from my son’s class party lured me into its evil sticky delicous grasp.  I ate it by the spoonful!  Gross I know, but what can I say, I love the stuff.  After a couple minutes and definate caloric overload, I thought…what am I doing? Promptly dunked the remaining frosting in the icky greasy dish-soapy water that is soaking the crockpot in the sink, then tossed it in the trash.  Which is where it should have gone in the first place!  Oh well…always tomorrow!  And now that I’ve confessed I don’t feel so bad! I don’t miss this sick-full feeling.  I like the feeling of a perfect meal settling in the tum.

About the last post…the situation  with my college friend is resolved.  Nicely.  My hub intervened in a sweet, non judgemental way, and basically my friend and I both realized we were miscommunicating and all is ok.  We basically are starting over.  He’s not taking advantage of me, he’s not critical of my business or work, and I am going to be doing the job in question for him.  All in all a win win situation!  I’m so glad.  I was really REALLY upset and mopey for a whole day, when we were in the middle of the misunderstanding, and taking it out on everyone around me…except score one for me, I DID NOT EAT for comfort!  Wow!  That’s a big big change.  So, life works out.  And…

The weight comes off!  Hopefully.  I’ve had a few too many slip ups this week…we did the Chinese Buffet again a few nights ago.  I did great…ate just enough to finish my points…then hub walks over with a full plate of the best fried gyoza dumplings on the entire freakin planet with the best gingery garlicy soy sauce to dunk them in…i ate a few, then went and got my own plate full and downed em.  DAMN they were GOOD. 

In comparison to the old me though, I used to leave that place absolutely sick to my stomach…and ate everything on the buffet including these yummy fried desert donut thingys at least twice…Now I skip the desert and eat the orange slices instead…and avoid seconds of anything.  So it wasn’t a total disaster…just not the very best.  Hey, thats life.

Good decisions mingled with bad ones and great ones.  In food, in communication, in work…in life.

Bye!

Wow.  What a pick-me-up.  I’m feeling very, very down when I get online to blog…read a couple really nice comments from my wonderful blog support network (thank you all)…and I feel a little sunshine comin’ back into my heart, even though it’s almost the middle of the night!  Who needs drugs when you’ve got blogs?! Hee hee.

Today I felt sick all day long, kinda flu-ish and achy.  Luckily on non-shooting days, I work at home retouching portrait orders, so sat here in my PJ’s, working all day.  And I felt a little sorry for myself all day too…you know those moods, right?  And I decided that I DESERVED to just eat all day long.  So I did!  Not horrible, but way over points, and way too much.  I don’t miss this icky full feeling.  At least I’m full of OK food, not junk food!  And tomorrow, I’ll be extra good and maybe exercise a little more to make it up.

Why is it, too, that when you feel icky anyway, things seem to just pile up?  A friend I’ve known since college (I graduated in the early 90’s) and whom I have not seen since my wedding 12 years ago decided to get in touch with me via e mail on a business matter. Without boring you all with details, thru a few e mails exchanged, I decided I did not want to do business with this friend and when I tried to help him find another photographer, he basically proceeded to rake me over the coals and totally criticize the way I choose to run my business, and stated that he was doing me a favor by considering me to shoot an event for him.  What a JERK.  I’ve known this guy for 15 or more years, even roomed with him and his wife at one point (she was my former roommate and totally a cool person) and I always respected them, and their opinions. It really really hurts my heart that now our once warm relationship–which the past several years has been reduced just to the annual Christmas Card–is probably dead in the water.  And I’m pissed, and I’m sad, and I’m glad I don’t have to deal with the little snit, and I even am probably feeling some sort of guilt in there somewhere–just because I’m a woman and a guilt magnet–and I hate it.  It feels good to vent here, where I know understanding will be found by those who read it.  I’m doing my best just to be non-chalant, forget it, blow it off, but for me, the queen of non-confrontation (which is why I love working for myself in a normally feel-good field of portrait photography) blowing off mean or hurtful words is a difficult thing to do.   I internalize a lot, especially hurt, (right now my stomach is hurting, kinda like a punch to the gut, and I feel tears just under the surface, like if you ran your fingernail lightly along my forearm, tears and feelings would come leaking out) and thats not good.  I had the hub just erase the emails, all of them, and I merely skimmed over the last one.  I’m not even going to reply.  This guy had the audacity to say I took “forever” to respond to the last one, all of a day or two!  Good hell, I was busy!  I have a life and it was the weekend!  Just wait…he doesn’t know what FOREVER is.  I just don’t want to obsess about it for days. 

So…blog friends, thank you.  Thank you for reading, and comismerating, for feeling the empathy that I know you do, and mostly just for letting me blog away about something that will soon be nothing.  I’m still sad, but I feel better just having vented…but still pissed and still smarting.  And I like my business, and my customers, and the fact that I can turn down a client if I just don’t feel good about a job.  I would have been highly stressed about it and likely taken advantage of, and that was a place I was not willing to go.  Not worth any amount of money!   So he can mega-byte me!  Hee hee.

Best of all, I’m blogging about my feelings, not covering them up with ice cream and cookies and brownie dough.  For me, that is true progress.  This introspection and self-analyzing and OWNING my feelings, even though they hurt–this is progress.  My earlier eat-fest today I can honestly say had nothing to do with this little cyber-fight with an ex-friend…so that’s progress.  (That was about feeling sick and just wanting comfort, not that I found it though.)   And it’s bedtime, and tomorrow I get to do a fun photo shoot with a bunch of high school cheerleaders,  which believe it or not can be really fun…and life goes on!

People change.  He married my roommate, whom I loved to pieces, way back when.  He was a geek then, but a cool geek.  Apparently, somewhere along the way, egotism and arrogance (maybe with age and experience?) joined the geekiness, and not in a good way.  Sad.

I’m glad I know who my true friends are, and that I have friends–many in the same field as me who will totally agree with me on this little incident–and a hub and a family who love and support me, 100%, all the time.  Best of all two cute little faces to wake up to in the morning and enjoy…and who love me even when I look ugly or yell!

Bye.

I never liked breakfast.  Even as a kid, typical breakfast food just never was tempting to me…sausage, bacon, eggs, waffle, pancakes…ick. I don’t hate them, I just never have gone out of my way to eat them.  HOWEVER, as I fixed my nice big bowl of maple and brown sugar flavored weight control oatmeal this morning, I realized just how much my habits have changed.  It’s only been a month and a few days, but I am now actually HUNGRY when I get up in the AM.  I actually look forward to some yummy, fiber rich, low fat, tasty breakfast.  I never used to eat until around 10 am, then it was junk, junk, junk.  I am getting healthy here, folks!  woohoo!

A good day today, as far as food goes…Healthy Choice frozen entree for lunch, yummy Japanese Yakisoba Noodles for dinner (homemade, with Chicken Breast and lots of onions, carrots, snowpeas, peas, and absolutely no added fat).  Easy on the snacks (veggies and fruit)

Last night, too, was an AMAZING dinner…homemade shrimp fajitas.  The hub loved it too!   Will share recipie:

Shrimp Fajitas (Works with chicken or beef too)

1/2 onion, sliced thin

1 tsp olive oil 

1-2 tb. ground Cumin

1 tsp. paprika

1 Tb. lime juice

salt to taste

Sliced red and green bell peppers

20 large frozen cooked  Shrimp

Fresh cilantro leaves, chopped

Tortillia, your  choice (I like white corn, hub chose multi-grain for his)

Thaw cooked shrimp according to package directions.  While thawing, heat oil in pan, add onion and stir to coat.  Add cumin, salt to taste, and enough water to cover and “stir fry” onion in oil/water combo until tenderized…adding more water if needed to avoid scorching.  (Keep an eye on it) When onion is cooked to desired tenderness, add paprika, lime juice, and peppers.  Cook a couple minutes until peppers begin to tenderize. 

Coat shrimp with a little more cumin, salt, and pepper.

Add shrimp to pan and stir just until heated thru. (Don’t overcook shrimp)

Sprinkle with fresh cilantro, and serve on warmed tortillias.  Yum!

I feel so good when I can serve up a yummy dinner that everyone loves, but that is healthy.  It’s FEEL-GOOD FOOD, because I literally feel good after eating it!  I no longer get that sickish, stuffed, icky feeling I used to get…like after I’d polish off a bowl of cookie dough.  I used to make cookie dough, just to eat it.  Wow, I’ve come a long way.

And I’m so glad my kids are seeing their parents eat healthy foods, but NOT OBSESSING over what they eat…I can’t obsess, or I’ll lose it, I swear.

OK…enough.  Today’s a bit of a down day…low energy, tired, kinda not feeling good, bit of a cold, yelled at my kids…an ick day.  No, it’s not PMS, I just don’t feel great.  But….I’m not eating for comfort. And that’s cool.

Yay!  I made it over the slump…the motivation is BACK.  And thanks to all of you who wrote such inspiring comments and helped me through my wahh-wahh time.

I figured I might as well get it over with, did a weigh in, and……DRUMROLL PLEASE…..201!!!!  Yippeeeee!  The last weigh in (a few weeks ago) I was at 205, 207 the week before that, 211, and began at 216.  I like the direction that scale is taking.  Next weigh in, I just might be in the one-hundreds.  THAT will be cool.

I know now that I CAN do this. This is working.  Just trying, each day, to make good choice after good choice, and if I do make a not so great choice now and then ENJOY what I eat, withough any guilt, and then keep on making good choices.

It’s so simple!  It’s not easy, but it is simple.  I was thinking today while driving that I really used to put a lot of garbage into my body.  It tasted great, sure, and I definately enjoyed it, but…ick!  We’ve really gotten away from basics as a culture…just good old meat and ‘tatos meals, and hard physical work.  My daddy was a farmer & rancher, he was wonderful (as was my mom too) and they both worked hard, and we ate the basics and pinched pennies.  Garden raised veggies (year round because my mama canned and froze them) and farm raised beef (Dad was a cattle rancher).  Probably more red meat than was healthy, but both of them (and my brother and I too) were slim.  Exercise was not sought after, it was just a part of our lives without trying.  Ever go irrigate fields by hand?  You walk miles packing a heavy shovel, turning over dirt and mud as you go!  I had to do it ONE DAY for my Dad when he had hurt his back…and it wore me out!  And I was about 16 at the time!  He did it daily all summer, every summer.  Then chasing cows on horseback, and out doing chores all winter…a simple, wonderful way of life and a great way to grow up.

Now food is so easy to prepare or even just buy, and the easier it is to get (sometimes, not all foods) the worse it is for us!  And the better sometimes it seems to taste!  Or at least thats how it’s marketed.  I love jalepeno poppers at Arbys…the crispy crunchy deepfried shell cracks open, and you get this creamy chees and spicy pepper combo, dipped in that amazing sauce…yum.  I used to eat those almost every day!!!  And they’re good, no denying that!   Is there any wonder that a plate of broiled chicken breast with a side of steamed broccoli doesn’t seem as exciting as the crispy gooey fatty stuff?  And yet, give me that plate of chicken and broccoli, add some great seasonings, and I love that too.  I guess I just love food.  I love to eat!  And now, thanks to ww, I am learning that I AM IN CONTROL.  I eat when and what I want…but there is this new awareness and accountability that makes me believe I can reach my goal of a healthy weight, and stay there, lifelong. 

Hub and I were talking to a lady today about doing WW, and she asked if I am starving.  Ha!  Far from it!  For the first time in my life, I’m NOT starving and I AM losing weight!  Slowly.  I think in my last blog I was losing patience.  I’m used to losing weight quickly, getting down into the next size smaller in a week, and then gaining it back with interest.  I’m finding it difficult, despite the shrinking numbers on the scale, to be patient and wait for the weight  to come off.  Yet part of me is glad it’s going slow, because I know this time it’s real and lasting.  Kinda like love and relationships!  Hee hee…when they start off hot and heavy and passionate, they burn out quickly.  But when they start off slow, and things build gradually that ’s when they last.  Hmm, interesting!  That thought just came to me as I was typing! 

Off to tomorrow.  Should be a bit of a challenge, hub (who is doing great again btw,) and I are showing our photography at a bridal fair, and there are always tasty tidbits and morsels from the catering companies for potential brides…and they share with all us vendors.  So, flex points be ready!  I was there today, and there were these chocolate and caremel covered pretzels…I had one.  ONE.  Not six! Go me.  In the booth hub and I are doing, instead of the usual chocolate we set on the table (way to tempting, I’d eat dozens) this year I made labels for little 10 oz water bottles with photos on them and our logo and phone numbers.  A total hit!  People are loving the idea, and we’re even going to offer them to brides at their weddings, to give out to guests (with their engagement photo and name on them.)  Fun, and healthy too.  Beat that.

Life is good!  My almost 2 year old is peeing in the potty and wants to sit on it all day long (we keep it in the family room so she can, and she gets mad when we take her off it to dress her to go shopping or church or somewhere) so cute.  I love being a mom, and I’m excited to get more healthy so I can run around and have fun with my kids. 

AND I WANT SPRING TO GET HERE.  SICK OF SNOW.  It’s pretty, from a window!  I want to go out and play in the sun.

Well…later! 

Bleahhh.  Thats how I feel.  All the enthusiasm for counting points and trying new, lower fat versions of favorites has just (hopefully temporarily) evaporated.  I hate it!!  I need to get my head on straight.  I need to be accountable for what I eat…and admit to myself that I AM IN CONTROL…that what I do COUNTS,  either negatively or positively.  It’s like a bank…save a few bucks, and the balance goes in my favor.  Spend a few bucks, and the numbers go the way I don’t want them to.  Same thing!  I need to view every calorie as either “spendable” or “saveable”

Is anyone else out there in denial?  That if you don’t really admit you’re eating, then somehow it won’t count?  Or if you eat it reeaallyyy sllloowwwlyy and saaavvvorrr every bite, that somehow, the calories won’t add up?

 Arrrggh!  I really haven’t done terribly…it could be much worse, but I find myself slipping back into old habits.  Eating dinner to “taste it” before eating dinner with the family. ..yeah, enough that I could call it 2 meals worth. Not bad food (homemade lentil soup, tasty, healthy, but just too much of it)  Today, too…I caught myself at one point wanting to eat, and then said “Why?  I’m not hungry.”  Still a battle, however.  But that one, I won.

I have not weighed in since returning from Vegas.  I’m a big frickin-chicken.  Scared of a wee wittle (Ok, not so wee, perhaps) number on an innocent scale.  A scale I might want to pick up and toss thru the window if it crosses me.   Evil, bad scale!  Rotten, smelly number!  Seriously, I’m scared that, with this current state of mind, pounds not lost, or sadly, possibly, pounds gained, just might be enough to throw what little motivation I have left completely off.

I don’t want that to happen.  I logged on and read some of your latest posts, and it was like you’ve been inspired to write  just for me. 

I WILL DO THIS.  Let it be noted, I am accountable, if I quit blogging, find me and twist my arm and make me start again.  I just have to make the next choice a good one. Forget the last one, don’t worry about the future ones, just the very next one is the only one I need to be concerned with at the moment.

Right now, I’m hungry.  Which really makes no sense.  So I will choose to ignore it, and go to bed.  Or maybe have a glass of skim milk and a Fiber One bar.  That sounds good.  I don’t know if I have points left, BECAUSE I HAVE NOT BEEN COUNTING THEM.  POOOP!  Along with not drinking enough water.  DOUBLE POOP!

THE PLAN DOES NOT REQUIRE PERFECTION…IT REQUIRES PERSISTENCE.

THE PLAN DOES NOT REQUIRE PERFECTION…IT REQUIRES PERSISTENCE.

THE PLAN DOES NOT REQUIRE PERFECTION…IT REQUIRES PERSISTENCE.  I need to write this about 1000 more times.  All over my walls, all over my brain too. 

Ok, I am a stubborn wench about every other area of my life, I can be stubborn and persist here too…even when I don’t feel like it.

Good thing I don’t live close to McDonalds!

Back from Vegas, and a fantastic 3 day seminar…motiviating and fun for our business.  And…I didn’t lose it at any buffet!!  First night, we hit a seafood buffet at The Stratosphere…I ate crab(my absolute fave) salmon, and the best veggies.  Yes, I had desert, but only one!  (A very small, skinny piece of cheescake, delectable, and worth the points.)  Next two days for lunch, we found a tasty little place in the food court next to where our seminar was…Chipotle Grill.  Both days, instead of a big cheesy burrito, I had salad with chipotle chicken, and the yummiest corn salsa.  Dinners…one night was grilled shrimp skewers, and (oops) a bowl of creamy clam chowder, probably all my flex points in one bowl! Oh well.  The other night, at hub’s and my friend’s request, we went to In and Out Burger.  (We used to live in Vegas, and fell in love with their burgers!)  Well, if you know about them, you know they have three things on their menu…burgers, fries, and shakes.  So…not a lot of choice there.  I did ok though, I ate just a single patty hamburger, a handfull of my fries, and about 1/4 of my shake.  It was interesting…I didn’t really want to eat there…but was outvoted.  A place I used to love, and while it filled me up, it really didn’t “satisfy” me…I am actually starting to enjoy eating healthfully.   The next day for lunch, we went to Outback, and I ordered a side salad and an appetizer.  (Wow!  I’m in control here)  The last night we went to an amazing place in the Bellagio, with friends we’d met during the classes, and had a great time.  Hub and I alone spent over $100 on one meal…but it was worth it.  YUM.  I shared an appetizer with hub, which was these teeny tiny lobster and crab tacos (SOOOOO good).   For dinner I ordered scallops…also tasty. And lobster mashed potatoes!  Good stuff, way over points, but on the bright side, we did skip desert!  So all in all it was not a royal eat-fest as I feared it might become.  I have become lax about counting points, however, so tomorrow must start fresh.

Tonight my little toddler daughter found one of my bras (she calls it a bee-boo…it goes on my boo-bees) and put it on an was toddling around in it.  I’m so glad I’m doing this ww thing…my greatest desire is for my kids to be happy with who they are as people, and developing good, healthy habits and attitudes is such a part of that. 

I am concerned about hub…he kinda dropped the ball in Vegas, and went back to old habits.  The huge burritos for lunch, too much at the buffets…I don’t want to nag, or seem self righteous (I’m not, at all) I just want to help him along.  Any suggestions on how to encourage him without coming across as preachy?  I know I’d want him to steer me back in the right direction if I were wandering…

MUST COUNT POINTS.  Gotta get those points back on track…and start the “bite and write” ritual again.  I’ve been slacking, thats why I’m blogging now…to get remotivated.

Today I didn’t eat a thing until 11:30…bad, I know.  I’ve been a habitual breakfast skipper in the past, and look where it got me.  Tomorrow, oatmeal, baby!

Bye for now!