djett, I totally sympathize with the Jacob's Ladder syndrome. I got on a crosstrainer at the gym on Saturday morning and punched in 30 minutes. Well, after 2 minutes I was pouring sweat. OK, if I can make it 15...10...I think I made it 8 and then retreated to the bike for my 30! I love the stationary bike, so I usually don't mind doing that for a hunk of time, but I know it is not burning as much as if I could stick it out on the crosstrainer!
We had McDonald's last night for dinner, I am feeling guilty about that, my last two days have been atrocious. I am going back into high gear and I think doing Phase 1 plus fruit for four or five days until I get my head back on straight!!! Get rid of that need for POTATOES. Man, I love potatoes. We were talking about Thanksgiving yesterday afternoon at work, maybe that is what ignited my french fry fire. SIGH!
I dont really like potatoes.
Frankly it is THICK. you dont need potatoes. I use homemade chicken or veggie stock.
It is beyond yummy. Good with broccoli too.
Please don't say Potatoes I'm Irish! mmmm white fluffy goodness Ok ENough of that
Holly that soup sounds nummers
Ruth your house and doggies sound so cozy when you can grab a bubble bath for yourself
Dana Can we all come to your house for Tea and Golden girls?
Schatz you are hysterical
Jessie you're not the only one falling off the beachtowel I'm getting on tho as soon as I can hit the grocery!
I'm waiting for a new project at work so i actually get to have a lunch hour! Amazing
I'm hitting the library tonight and am going to get a book or 2 on writing and one on knitting
I need to get my creative juices flowing!
We're going to put the pantry up tonight so we can have our kitchen back!
Eating is crap I'm tired of salad! I'm goign to cruise some boards looking for good recipes Baked chicken isn't cutting it anymore!
bbiab
Kierie
Hee Hee I just re-read what I wrote.. "Bite his cheeks"..that, I think is an EYETALian thing... I hated when my Grandmom did that to me...but, must be a "tribal" thing cuz any little kid I babysat, and Cousins and Friends kids..I would bite there little cheekies and they would give me the death glare that I use to give my gma.. and I would say, the harder I bite the more I love..and they would hold their faces and run away...like me, they remember it with bittersweetness, but in the end.. a SMILE! HEhee