Mornin' all...
I think I'm getting a sniffle in my nose. I'm achey, pissy, grouchy and I want to go back to bed. I was up all night because I couldn't breathe and some a$$h@<es decided 11pm was a *good* time to tune up their Harley and have a party - mind you the ranch where I live has a curfew. Next time I'm callin' the cops. Yes, I AM the neighbor from ****... I figure if people can't practice common courtesy then they don't deserve to live here in peace and quiet. I called the police and animal control on one guy so many times (now, WHY do you have to have 16 dogs that bark *all night long*??) that he finally moved.... I ended up making friends with the animal control lady and she told him if he got one more phone call about the noise she was going to start actions to evict him (he rented). Guess who made the last phone call at 2am?? yea, I guess I'm mean. Whatever.
Kaylets - I'm touched! That was my quote from the 21 Day thread. I'm surprised and thrilled that it's kinda found a life of its' own...
Amarantha - Oh be careful with those ant stakes! My old lab Sheba ate one and had to have her stomach pumped (ew). She was not a happy girl after that!
I'm with you about jumping in the tub until it's over... I'll bring my new bubble bath - coconut scented! It smells like that old pena colada sun tan oil they used to use in the 70's/80's. Mmmmmm.....
Sarah - I'm glad to see you made it through the day. There must've been something in the air. I went home, had a wonderful healthy dinner, then made 2 (yes, 2) peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and started to make quesadeas(?) (ate 1/2 of those) then realized it was 9:30pm, I felt like crap, wasn't even hungry and threw out what I hadn't finished. I think what led me to my binge was not eating enough in the first place. By the time I'd finished dinner I was still only at 20 points (Weight Watchers). Minimum for me is 26 - so I think this set me up for a scarf-fest.
As for support. My ex wasn't supportive. He was a fast food junky and even when I told him I was going to WW he still insisted we ate out 3-5 times a week (he was extremely picky and only ate a few foods I cooked and NO vegetables). His attitude was "well you don't have to eat it". Right, I'm just going to sit here and watch you stuff fries into your face. He ended up having a weight problem too eventually and believe it or not, I managed to loose 80 pounds while eating fast food with him 90% of the time (sometimes I'd start a fight so I could stay home - mean, but he was killing me!). It was extremely hard on me though and I resented him for putting me in that position and not taking my feelings and needs into account. Actually, this behavior bled through to other parts of our relationship and is part of why we're not together anymore. I haven't seen him in years but I can guarantee you I'm healthier than he is!
Dollar & daughter - Congrats on the losses!!!
Dustcatcher - 4 pounds?!? Now, if THAT doesn't motivate you.... Good goin'!
Well, I'm gonna go find a box, or CASE of tissue and attempt to make it a productive day. I will guarantee you there will be no exercise tonight. I'm going home, making dinner and getting into bed.
Achoo,
Terri