Good Weekend, Bad Blogger!

Well... where to even begin! It's been only about three days, but it feels like I haven't blogged in forever!

The cold is almost gone. I stayed hopped up on cold meds all weekend, which killed most of it off. But this is a persistant bugger. It's still lingering a little bit. As a result I have not worked out since last Wednesday. Or was it Tuesday? I don't even know... sad.

Friday was the usual working all day. I hopped on the scale, only to have it say I was 149.0 lbs. Gak! The only reason EVER to wish for your period, I tell ya. It came, and by Sunday my weight was down to 145.2. Phew!

Saturday was the best day I have had in a super long time. I had so much girl time with my extra special peeps. It was so awesome! And a fun date evening with the whole gang to go see an improv show. Then hanging out in Denny's afterwards. So much fun!

By the time we got to Denny's it was 9pm, and I had about 500 calories left in my day to spend. I ordered the chicken fajita meal, but I ditched the tortillas (white flour yuck) and just ate the chicken and veggies. Can you believe it was served with hashbrowns covered in bacon and cheese??? I had one bite then gave the rest to my husband to finish. I was super proud of myself for my ordering and eating. Mind you, it was greasy as hell, but it coulda been soooo much worse!

Sunday was an easy day. I layed on the couch for pretty much all of it, except one bout of grocery shopping. I indulged and had popcorn for lunch (he he he) and pizza for dinner. It was heavenly.

Today has been game on. I'm back on the healthy eating bandwagon and had PLANNED to work out tonight, but Michelle called to postpone and still hasn't called to get together. It's after 8pm now, so I think I'll call it a night and consider it my last day of rest.

I had to take pics for work, so when I got all dressed up for our Saturday date, I had Logan take some shots of me. Most were awful, but a couple were keepers. This one I've posted... it's a keeper, but it makes me take a step back. I've been talking a lot lately about having to reconcile that 40 year old woman in the mirror. This pic is exactly that. A 40 year old woman. Holy shit. I'm looking my age. And it makes me want to cry. I don't feel like I have an old lady neck, but I certainly do. Sam mentioned one time about a colleague of hers who could tell a woman's age by her neck. You can certainly see mine, can't you? Gah.




Breakfast was great. I had a 1/2 cup of dry cottage cheese with a half of a ginormous orange.


Lunch was not so great, plus I forgot pics. I did an english muffin with fat free cream cheese and jam, a homeade muffin a little later, and a cup of carrots.

Snack was 3/4 cup yogurt with 1/4 cup flax pumpkin granola and a tablespoon of chocolate chips.

Dinner was butter chicken with spinach salad.

Thanks for listening,

Dee