Good morning.  Oh, wait, it is after 2 pm here.  Where has the day gone? 

Work has been incredibly busy.  After this week, things should simmer down a bit.  I think.  No, maybe after next week.  Well whatever, I have a four day weekend coming up - a desperately needed one!!  Tomorrow morning twins have a check up for camp and then its to the office we go with two back to back meetings which are going to be very stressful.  It certainly helps the day go by more quickly though.

B: Raisin bran, 1% milk, coffee

S: Apple, yogurt

Late lunch: Tuna on 100 cal flatbread thingy

D: Tilapia? Unsure

Exercise: Hmmph.  Hip is definitely still improving.  When my new shoes arrive, I may give them a whirl.  Not sure.

Goal: PMSish, goal is to not snack this evening and to not start baking a bunch of stuff to eat.  See, I am even THINKING as I type that “Gee what can I bake up?”  Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Okay, have to write a tutorial on a process for a meeting tomorrow.  Fun!

HUGS!

ETA: I’m a loser.  I baked.  And baked again.  I did whip up a recipe of Zucchini Risotto though which came out fabulous!  Unfortunately, I didn’t eat it.  I made it tonight to go with Tilapia for dinner tomorrow.  Tonight I had a bowl of light ice cream, 3 chocolate chip cookies, and 2 cupcakes for dinner.  Yes, that was dinner.  Well, to be honest, if I had ate a normal dinner - PMSing, I still would have ate the junk anyway.  At least I just ate what I really wanted.  If it were one day a month, it wouldn’t be a problem.  The problem is it is 8 days out of the month, minimum.  And, can this be?  It is getting worse as I get older.  I definitely see the pattern.  I may need to revert to medication again.  There might be a positive to the side effects for those: who needs a sex drive when you don’t have a sex life? :-D

On top of dealing with pmdd, I am super bummed about this hip thing.  I tried on my new shoes - LOVE them.  But of course I have to actually try them out.  To determine whether or not I should take them out on a test run, I ran - three strides - down the hall, and each time my right foot hit the ground, I felt it in my hip.  I know I am bitching an awful lot about this, so I apologize.  But I HATE NOT being able to exercise!  I hate losing control over anything in my life.  Which is ironic, because one thing I SHOULD be able to completely control (FOOD), I struggle with.