Monday, August 18, 2008

Every single muscle in my body is bitching and carping about the insane amounts of Taebo I did this weekend. But, in spite of an anniversary dinner a deux and a birthday party for the nephew with cake and ICE CREAM, my lovely, lovely nemesis, I still managed to drop two freaking pounds this week! Whoo the freak hoo! Also, peanut butter ice cream, filled with chocolate peanuts and chocolate covered pretzels??? If it was calorie free, fat free etc... I would totally give up sex for the rest of my life to be able to eat a freaking VAT of this stuff daily. I think it was called Hog Trail or something like that. It's by Yarnell's and since I live in Razorback country (whoot!) I'm assuming only Special K will know about this.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Yesterday was my 2nd weigh in and I. lost. another. pound. Whoot! That's 7 all total! Eleventy kajillion more to go.

The job front is sucking a little less this week. Today is only Tuesday so... I'm still hoping for Fabulous and getting Mmkay. But, I'm positive and working dilligently and all that rah rah go Ang crapola. Also, door to door marketing? In August? In Arkansas? Sucks!!

The spouse has been in Vegas 'working' and today is our 12 year anniversary. I think I need to take my lunch and mosey on over to Shoe Carnival and shop for my gift. Doncha think that's only fair? He's getting beer and showgirls and slot machines (after 'work' is finished for the day) and I'm getting WW meals, solo parenting and Taebo. Who's gonna be more stressed after this week is over?? hmmm? Definitely something new shoes will cure.

Tonight I willingly allowed the rug rat to invite over 4 squealing girls for a pre-back-to-school sleepover. I figured if I can't do the romantical anniversary crap then I should at least get the gold star for my parenting skills, right? I mean, the kids will never notice that I'm hiding in the bedroom with the newest Sherilyn Kenyon book and a large(ish) glass of merlot. With ear plugs in.

Wish me luck with that.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Okay, Monday was my very first weigh in at WW, and I lost six pounds! Score! I haven't lost six pounds in years. I've been following the points thing and getting in some activity and eating more whole grains and chugging more water. I'm not saying this is easy, because last night PMS was winning over the wanting-to-be-thin-again me. I ate two WW fudge bars and a bag of 1 point popcorn after dinner. I was proud of my restraint, because never once did I screech at the husband to go get me some Yarnell's Death By Chocolate NOW Beeyotch! And Italian take-out! And some valium for chrissakes! And a bottle of Gray Goose. Because all of those things would have totally ruined my points schedule for the next two or three weeks. Except for maybe the valium, but I don't have a prescription so.....

Anywhoo, I'm coming to the conclusion that planning is the main key to success at this WW thing. Planning menus and snack ideas and activities to do. I've discovered that as long as I keep a 100 calorie pack or low-fat granola bar in my purse, then it keeps the crazy hunger thing from overpowering my week-willed ass while I'm out running errands and away from the safety of my own kitchen. I have hope. We'll see how it goes from there.

The job front is still sllooooowly chugging along as well. Being a business owner is something akin to bleeding heavily out of your femoral artery. You know that if you don't get off your butt and DO something that you're gonna die, but everytime you seem to make progress you just start hemorraging (money) again. Case in point: do you have any clue how much it costs to advertise in the yellow pages? Yeah, me neither until today. Hundreds of dollars per month. HUNDREDS, as in more than a car payment, but not quite a mortgage payment!!!!

I think I'm gonna stick with homemade signs for now. :-)