Our first wedding present!
Let’s hope this works:
pa-jammy
Let’s hope this works:
Man. What is wrong with me? Is getting married not enough of an incentive to lose weight? To eat right? Arrrgh. I am disgusted with myself. Well, I’ve had enough and this week I’m back to counting points obsessively. How am I ever going to live without Weight Watchers if I gain every time I stop counting points? Blagh. Argh. Grrrr.
Anyway. Had a great weekend with my mom. We did have steak on Saturday night. Not that steak in itself is going to cause me to gain two pounds in a week, but it doesn’t help. We did shop a lot. You’d think walking around stores and trying on clothes might be considered aerobic activity, even strength training, but alas. I guess not. (However, I did actually go to the gym Friday and Monday and yesterday so it’s not like I’ve been slacking in that regard.)
My first dress fitting is a week from Saturday. I have ten days to get down to the lowest size I can be before the wedding. Pun intended – fat chance. Thank god for things that suck you in.
I know I haven’t been posting much. Nothing sinister, just nothing exciting going on. Well, unless you consider going to the dentist yesterday exciting. Woo! I got a temporary crown! Woo! They shot my mouth up with so much novocaine my right eyelid was numb and I couldn’t close my eyes!! Woo!!! Exciting! I had to get four mouthfuls of plastic goop so they could get a good impression of my teeth! Woo!
Yes, yesterday was a truly exciting day. Ha ha.
Well, today is sort of exciting in a pathetic way. That’s right, three months from today is the wedding! Yay! So close, yet so far…
Got my invitations this week. They’re beautiful. Can’t wait to mail them out.
Going to Baton Rouge this weekend. I have Monday off for a Catholic holiday, so I’m going to spend some quality time with my mom. I always enjoy that.
Can’t believe it’s already August. Bring on November!
Ooops, I haven’t posted in a while. I think it’s time to post about the show that’s on everyone’s mind…Rock Star: INXS.
Yes, I used to be obsessed with INXS. Scary obsessed. Covered my walls with pictures, posters, articles. Belonged to the fan club. Spent hours at the public library, searching the microfilm archives of Rolling Stone, Spin, and Billboard for any mention of the band. Filled a notebook with nothing but “I love INXS” and “I love Michael Hutchence” over and over and over and over again.
But this all ended last year. Ha ha, just kidding! My obsession finally sputtered to a halt after I saw them in concert in December 1993. (It was an amazing concert – I think I just needed to see them, in order to put the obsession to rest.)
If you could only imagine the depth of my love for this band. I knew their birthdays, their wives’ and kids’ names, their wives’ and kids’ birthdays. And favorite colors. Thank goodness I wasn’t old enough to get a tattoo during this phase of my life.
And yet, I hardly cried when Michael Hutchence died. I was sad, yes, but I was so over them by that point that it just didn’t resonate with me. How awful is that? I had friends from high school calling me, emailing me, wondering how I was holding up. Don’t worry, I was fine. (Also I was in London. I was really fine.)
So it’s weird to watch this show now. Weird to try to replace my beloved first love (okay, second love, after Julian Lennon) with some random person off the street. Weird to see the guys – Tim, Andrew, Gary Garry (or is it Garry Gary?), Jon, and Kirk all grown up. Old.
And not a little sad. Every time they are referred to as “rock supergroup INXS,” I cringe. Their lead singer died eight years ago. They haven’t had a hit in at least twelve years. (Don’t quote meon that.) Their last really big hit was in 1988. Seventeen years ago. How can they be a “rock supergroup”? I just don’t get it, and it makes me sad that they’re so delusional.
Nevertheless, it’s an entertaining show. I don’t know who I want to win. Jordis? But I’m with Kettie – she just needs to be solo. Marty? He seems kind of wimpy off stage. Mig? Or is it just because he’s Australian? Who knows. I just know if JD wins, I’m going to be very very very very upset.
Woo hoo! Had a bit of a loss this week! Yay!
Well, that’s the good news. The bad news is I’m going to have to get a crown. Which is not covered by my dental insurance. Argh. Just what I need right now. A $700 dental procedure. At least I can pay for some of it with my Flexible Spending Account but not all of it. Ah well. It must be done.
Tomorrow is going to be exciting! Article is supposed to be in the paper. I’ll post a link to it if it’s published. Fingers crossed! And I’m going to have margaritas with friends tomorrow night. Yum. (Mustn’t overinduldge, however.)
Today the bridesmaids dresses will arrive at my office. Hopefully they’ll all be the right size and color. I’ve heard horror stories, but not about the company I ordered them from, so I’m not really worried. But still. It’s always a possibility.
This weekend I have a wedding shower to go to for a friend who is getting married the week after me. That should be fun. I love showers because there are always finger sandwiches involved.
Oof. Broke a tooth yesterday at work. Chewing on a peppermint. Yeah, yeah, I know. You’re not supposed to chew on them. Anyway, it’s a tooth with a filling, and so far the filling has stayed in place. I really hope it doesn’t fall out before I get to the dentist. That would be painful.
Well, any excuse to eat ice cream…
Nice, relaxing weekend. Mostly. Some wedding stress involved,
but isn’t that natural? Last night, in fact, I had my first
wedding dream/nightmare. I mean, I didn’t wake up screaming or
anything, it was just a strange dream. (Well, some might
consider a dream where you are about to get married but you
realize you haven’t made an appointment to get your hair fixed
and you haven’t bought any makeup a nightmare, but not me.)
(Okay I lie. That is sort of nightmarish. Why can’t I be like
Kettie and just put my hair in a ponytail, plop the veil on top,
swipe on some lip gloss and go down the aisle? And look
stunningly beautiful in the process? Hmmph.)
Well, anyway. The rest of the weekend was nice. Hung out with
friends, went to see our favorite band play (well, the only
local band I’ll see) and relaxed. Always a good thing.
This week should be v exciting. Bridesmaids dresses are due to
be delivered on Wednesday and Thursday is when the newspaper
article should be published. Eeep! And there is dinner and
drinks with various friends throughout the week. Fun! (Must
remember not to overindulge. Mustn’t gain weight.)
Another miniscule gain. Very frustrating. So I’ve come to a decision. I’m just not going to stress about it anymore. I’m not going to concentrate on losing anymore (because, ha, see how far that’s gotten me), I’m just going to concentrate on maintaining. Whatever happens, happens. I have about six weeks until my first dress fitting, at which point I really do need to just maintain. But until then, I’m just going to pretend like it’s already happened.
My weight has been in the same small range for the past six months, and if joining a gym and working out incessantly (relatively speaking, of course) hasn’t budged that number, than nothing will for now. Who knows, maybe my body just likes this weight. Maybe my body just likes the flab around my hips. I must say, my body is not very bright. Ah well.
Watched the INXS show last night. I had no idea it comes on THREE times a week. Geez! Do they expect me to watch this all without Tivo? Impossible. I need Tivo. Desperately.
Okay, gained .2 this week, but can’t really complain. I only went to the gym once this week (for various reasons that escape me now, except that it was closed on Sunday and I tried to go then.) Anyway, onward…
However, I am very pleased that I made it! A whole day without sugar! And maybe it’s because I was thinking about it a lot, but it was hard. Not so bad in the morning or early afternoon, but the later it got, the harder it got. I went to the grocery store and bought some fruit and sugar-free popsicles, but that doesn’t really help with the chocolate thing. I refuse to even consider anything as monstrous and evil as sugar-free chocolate. So I’m just going to have to learn to live without the sweet, creamy, rich taste of chocolate. At least for the next two weeks. Ohhhh…kill me now.
A few little things to post…
This is the new cafe that my friend Angela opened with Carlos, Lindsay’s mom’s boyfriend. (It’s a small neighborhood…) So exciting to see that in the Gambit this week!
And then another picture of Ellie. With Grandma. I mean Ma-Dee. (Granny. Let’s face it. It’s gonna be Granny. “Granny, teach me how to play Scrabble!”)
Last night, for our third anniversary, we went to Jacque-Imo’s for dinner. My very favorite restaurant. Oh, so so so good.
Let’s recap: First up, the corn muffins. Holy cow. Then the appetizer was fried grits (in a cake form) with some kind of yummy mushroom sauce and some kind of meat. It was dark. Who knows, it was v tasty. Then the yummy spinach salad with a fried oyster on top (and I got George’s since he hates oysters.) For an entree, George had their famous fried chicken and I had an eggplant pirogue (only in south Louisiana…do they have eggplant canoes in other parts of the country?) with seafood and some yummy (and v fattening) cream sauce. And finally, creme brulee for dessert.
It’s a good thing points don’t count on special occasions. (Yeah, I say that now, and then when I gain for the THIRD WEEK IN A ROW tomorrow, we can revisit that notion.)