DISCLAIMER - another novel on the way
Good morning, ladies! Sorry I have been absent for so much this week, but work has called upon most of my attention and haven't had much down time. So I will try to keep up with everyone, I am soooo sorry if I miss anyone.
Welcome all newbies - its a great place to be, with 100% support.
Julie - I am glad that you made it back before hand, but I know exactly what you are talking about. I had been in the World Trade Center several times to meet a friend for lunch. On 9/11, I spent the morning furiously trying to reach Harry to see if he was alright. Turns out that his company had just moved their offices to midtown Manhattan, three weeks prior, and that the move was roughly a month ahead of schedule. I had never felt so relieved in all my life.
Britt - How goes the process of tracking Dennis? I will keep sending good mojo your way. Although I will miss you terribly while your gone, my little yahoo buddy!
912go - I haven't heard of those sups yet, but then again, my counselors know better than to try to sell me any of them, because I told them from the getgo that I wasn't interested in them - I think it even says on my file "do not sell"....lol
solocat - I use humor at my sessions too, I love most of my counselors....cept for Inga the Terrible. They offered me a job there, I told them not unless I could wear jeans and tshirts to work...heh
buttons - I have no advice for TO, because I never do it. It just does nothing for me. I don't lost like everyone else does on it. I try to stick closer to using the Slim Downs instead.
RWF - WELCOME BACK!!! You were on vacation, and its in the past. Wipe the slate clean and move forward. 5lb goals honey, 5 lb goals
And you know we are all with you every step of the way!
Karen - I am so proud of you. You are my idol. I know that this leg of my journey is going to run slower than the beginning, but I just feel like I am ready for another breakout. Does that make sense?
So I knew that I was horribly off plan on Monday because of all the food I missed, as well as the hot dog I had, but when I had my weigh in on Tuesday, I wasn't up by much. I went in on Thursday, and I am back down, so I am glad I didn't go through the trouble of changing my ticker
I had to see Inga the Terrible because there were only two working at the COD yesterday. She complimented me on my eyeshadow.....gimme a break. I was polite, but I still don't like her.
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And now, we take you to our previous broadcast of the General Starbucks hour. Today's content may be slightly editted due to the nature of content
Tuesday was a rough day at work, so I got out of the office rather late, and by that time, I was just too exhausted and run down to even think about being entertaining, so I just drove my tired rear home and climbed onto my couch. I felt like I was skipping the best part of my day, but I didn't want to face anyone feeling like I had been run over by a truck, so c'est la vie!
Wednesday was the day. I decided that I would be able to guage things the best by what his attitude was like, if he were working of course. So, after careful consideration in the morning on what I should wear, I made the absolute appropriate choice of tshirts, which I will get back to later
So I had some issues on a piece I had been writing where the editor basically slashed the entire thing to pieces, which made me extremely happy (insert innate sarcasm here). I decided that since I had great luck working at SB's last time, that I would attempt to revive the same routine. Sometimes, the force is indeed with you
I went in and right away he gave me a wide toothed grin and asked how things were going. I gave a scrunch faced look and said that I had a lot of work today because my editorial looked as if it was bleeding by the amount of red ink splashed across the page! He asked if he could read it, but I told him that if I allowed that sort of thing, that I would have to kidnap and hold him hostage to protect my secret identity. He told me that didn't sound so bad. I almost gave him the piece to read immediately, but decided to hold myself in check.
Then, as I was trying to look cool and collected, I of course had trouble with their triple child-proof lock containers for the creamer
. So had to take it to the counter and have him open it for me, real smooth. He said that in exchange for opening it for me, I would owe him a hug. Now normally, this is the time when I would freeze up, but you gals would have been proud, as I was able to smile and tell him I was ready any time he was!
Well at that point I figured I had better get to work if I wanted to finish the revisions that Josh wanted done to the piece he had slashed to smithereens, so I got started. There were several small conversations that held my attention greatly, but I am sure would bore the rest of you to tears, so I will spare the mundane details for my journal
Then there was a rather racy flirtation comment, that I think should probably be left out to keep the board PG-13
As my timing was dwindling, and the traffic in SB's was picking up, I thought that I should take my table outside, because I really wanted to finish for the night and needed to concentrate. As I was working on the very last paragraph of revisions, I realized that Rachel had come outside to pull the tables up because they were closing. I noticed that I had spilt some water on the table and thought that I should run inside and grab a napkin quick so that she didn't have water run down the front of her shirt, I would have felt bad. I had pretty much given up on CG, thinking that my window had pretty much closed for the night, so I was going to pack it on in.
When I went in to grab a napkin, CG was standing by the counter where all the sweeteners, child-proof creamers and napkins were, and asked me how things were coming along. I explained to him that since I wasn't getting paid for the piece anyway, that I was pretty much done with it for the night, and that if Josh didn't like it, he could take his red pen and shove it right were the sun didn't shine.
CG:
That's great, besides, tell him that BS sells!
Me: He should know, that is what his publication is pretty much all about.
CG: Packing in it for the night then?
Me: Yeah, I just came in to get a napkin because I spilt some of my water - the container wasn't childproof. ( I am lame, I never claimed otherwise you know)
CG: You should grab two.
Me: (raised brow)....um oooo kay? (as I grab two of them and look back)
CG: (pulls his magic marker out of his apron) Now leave me your number on one of them.
I think I might have hyperventilated just a wee bit, though its quite possible that it was only in my head. What I think might have been an eternity to me, only lasted a milisecond - as I recovered, smiled, and grasped the pen right out of his hand and slanted my cell number across the napkin!!
He smiled at me and told me to have a great night, which he didn't know he had already made fantastic, and I left with the goofiest smile I may have ever had, spread wide across my face. I even went home and cleaned my entire apartment, all from the energy that was produced from one 30 second conversation.
So now comes the easy part....waiting for that phone call
. Being a girl is tough stuff!
In case you think I have forgotten, I hadn't. The choice of tshirts hasn't come back up yet, because strangely enough, CG never brought it up that day. But aren't you all just a little bit curious as to what my choice of the day was? I didn't even really remember until I got home that night and was brushing my teeth and looked down, and read down the front of my thsirt: "Today is My Lucky Day!" How about that?
Another episode of the General Starbucks hour has concluded, I hope you have all enjoyed my overly neurotic behavior, and will teach your daughters how NOT to act like an idiot around men.
You give me hope for reaching my goal and then on to stabilization and maintenance. I have this wonderful ability to talk myself out of diets because I future-trip over what I might never get to taste again...
. I know....it is silly.
We can do this!
Ruby! I am so proud of you...
So happy he asked for your number, now you know he's interested and you don't feel like you have to make the first move. 
I'm so proud of you! You should see me grinning like an idiot here at my desk at work, resisting the urge to cheer out loud!!! 
:clap: 
