Oy Vey...

I am a tired girl. Last night I kept myself awake coughing and coughing and coughing. I ended up propping my sorry self up and sleeping in an upright position. Pure exaustion.

Saturday was an awesome day. I didn't spend a lot of calories during the day. I was balancing them out because I knew I was going drinking. But I danced for about five hours, so balanced out there, as well. So much so that the next morning the scale said I had lost an entire pound. Usually, if I am drinking without dancing, I'll have gained a pound or two. LOL

Sunday I was sooo tired. Not hung over, just tired. For some stupid reason I couldn't sleep in, so I only had about four hours of sleep, after the marathon of dancing. And then Steve wanted to go out motorbike shopping. So I dragged my ass with him. He rewarded me with lunch. Me'N'Ed's pizza! Woot!! I freakin LOVE Me'N'Ed's pizza!! And we haven't had it in almost two years, too. So it was an extra awesome treat.

That was at about 2pm, so needless to say, dinner wasn't happening. I had eaten half of a medium pizza, so I was all good. But by 7pm, my throat was on fire, and I decided that the only thing that could fix it was a banana cream pie blizzard. And I was right! It did fix it! Hee hee hee.

Today I am back in action, on plan. Oatmeal for breakfast. I need to go do some grocery shopping for some healthy lunch options for the boy and I for this week. Plus, he'll want green monsters for breakfast, and I'm all about accomodating healthy choices!

I'm guzzling coffee this morning, trying to energize my brain. Ugh. I hate feeling like this.

Thanks for listening,

Dee