Fun!

It was a pretty fun weekend, I must say. Friday was Teresa’s 30th birthday (I DIDN’T FORGET!) and she and Jon and George and I went to the French Quarter.
Started at the Carousel Bar at the Monteleone and then had dinner at the Bourbon House (mmm, oysters…seafood gumbo…more oysters….) and finally ended up at the Bombay Club for a nightcap (or two.) It was just really fun and different, which was nice.

On Saturday, George and I cleaned the house (woo clean house!) and our friends Amy and Van came over for dinner. Mmmm, steaks. Fortunately the rain cleared up just in time for us to grill. They brought over a gallon of pina coladas, and dammit, Amy and I did our best to kill it. Fortunately, we failed.

Yesterday George and I went to the French Quarter. Browsed in Tower Records (they’re closing so everything was on sale. But not very good sale.) and went to look for a part of George’s planned Halloween costume. Didn’t find it, but we did have a yummy lunch at Louisiana Pizza Kitchen. Wandered around some more, and I made him come into the jewelry store where I got my wedding band so I could get my sparkly fix for the day. I think the guy at the jewelry store thought we were slumming it, because he asked George “what size stone are you looking for?” Yeah. No, sir, we really are this poor.

Anyway, it was a nice weekend. I am feeling some guilt because we missed going to a screening of one of Evan’s films, but it was late last night (late for me, anyway) and in the scary, scary hood. I hope he doesn’t turn Ellie against me because of it.

Must work on my Halloween costume this week…it’s gonna be good, people.

Oct 18, 2006

Okay, okay, okay….I’ll post!

Had a fun weekend in Woodbridge with Kristina and Jenny and all the people who came to the shower. Shower went well, overall.

Missed my flight home on Sunday, so came home yesterday. Barely made that flight too. Yeesh.

Lost 1.8 last week! But I have a feeling I will gain it all back this week, so I’m postponing my weigh in until tomorrow, and going to the gym this afternoon. I reckon I’ll have to do sixty-seven miles on the treadmill to make up for the wine and cake and mini quiches, but it’ll be worth it.

I know, that wasn’t a very exciting post. I’m sorry.

Okay, I wrote that yesterday, but it didn’t post. Not that I’m going to write a lot more right now. Just sayin’. I did write yesterday.

I am currently exhaustedly tired. Went to the gym before work. Really, though it may seem like a good idea, it’s just a logistical nightmare. Never again.

Okay, I wrote that this morning. Went to my WW meeting…lost 1 lb! Woo hoo!

Gain!

I never said, because I was embarrassed, but I gained. I gained. Only .2 lbs, which is practically the same as nothing, but still. I didn’t lose. Usually the first week is a huge loss that you never match again. And I gained. What does that mean?

So yeah. This week, I’ve been good. Very good. And on Tuesday, by golly, there’s going to be a loss. But I definitely will not eat sushi for lunch that day. I really do think that all that salt is a bad thing on the day of a weigh in. Or I like to think so.

I’m sorry (Chris) I didn’t give more detail on the girl weekend in Natchitoches. But I think it might be dull to the outsider. It was all about eating, drinking wine (oh, and daiquiris), watching Steel Magnolias, shopping, and more than anything, talktalktalktalktalk. And the cutest b&b ever. It was wonderful.

This weekend is decidedly less exciting. Painting the hallway! And hopefully the dining room. Better to get it all done at once that having to drag the supplies out again. Plus, the thought of never having to look at those eye-searing lime green walls again makes me very happy.

Suspense!

Duh duh dunnhhhhhh!

This evening is weigh in number two. Hopefully some progress has been made so I can change my cute little counter thing over there. If I have to make a new one with bigger numbers, I’m going to cry.

(If the number does go up, it’ll be worth it. Had the most fantastic girl’s weekend. It just involved a lot of calories. So be it.)

Hongry

Ohhh, I’m hungry. I think I’ll blame it on Weight Watchers, when in reality, I’m usually hungry at this time of day. (Actually, 8:50 in the morning is a bit early. So I think the WW blame is legit.)

Note: Fruity Cheerios do not make a filling breakfast. Unless I consider it a mini-meal or snack instead and not stress about it. I’m going to attempt to enjoy a banana in a little while. I really don’t like bananas, but I love the idea of them. Filling! Healthy! Portable! But yicky texture. (I do like banana bread, though.)

Last night’s Project Runway was exciting. I was on the edge of my seat. I made shish kabobs (ehhhh, not very good. I forgot the mushrooms! Duh!) and sweet potato fries (baked, of course, and I made too many for the pan, so they were mushy and not very good) for everyone. Jon and Teresa came over. Yay! Fun.

This weekend, Ren, Kettie, Maura and I are meeting up for a fun time in Natchitoches. A mini-reunion. I can’t wait! I must save my flex points for a daiquiri from Maggio’s. And bread pudding. And all the other yummy stuff we’re going to eat (and drink.)

09/27/06

So, okay. I went to the meeting. You happy? Actually, it wasn’t that bad. Except for the weigh in part, that is. You want to hear something awful? So mind-bendingly awful that you may self-combust?

My starting weight is one pound above my previous starting weight. Yes indeed. What that means is I have gained it all back. Plus one.

Ugh.

I have six months to lose it all, too. Somewhere in the neighborhood of 50 lbs so I don’t look like a repulsive slob in Kristina’s wedding pictures. (I’m doing it for her, you see. Not really. Kidding.)

Sooooo. Yeah.

09/26/06

Okay, post. (Don’t worry, Jenny, I’ll let you win this one.)

Going to WW meeting tonight. Tomorrow I’ll put up the highly-anticipated ticker.

Note to self: don’t grab the handle of a pan that just came out of a 450 degree oven. Just don’t do it. I don’t highly recommend it. In fact, quite the opposite. You will sleep with your fist curled around a bag of peas. (Also note: don’t use blueberries. They’re messier.)

Bring it on, WW!

Soooo, I know you all have been missing the fun “weight lost” ticker I used to have in the sidebar of my blog.

Thanks to my grotesque repulsiveness, I will be re-joining Weight Watchers (and going to meetings this time.) So yeah! Bring on the fun ticker!

PS I don’t really think I’m grotesquely repulsive, but I thought it had a nice ring to it.

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I am now the proud owner of two new tires and new brake pads. Isn’t it fun being an adult? Hmmph.

Going to an LSU game this weekend. Can you believe I convinced George? (Truthfully, it’s not the game I’m excited about. It’s the tailgating. And I wonder why I keep gaining weight.)

Weekend after that is a fun trip to Natchitoches with Ketty and Mar-Mar and Renny. Yay! Can’t wait to spend time with the girls. South China, here we come! And Maggio’s! And the place with the bread pudding! (Oh yeah. Merci Beaucoup.) Mmmm.

I don’t have much exciting to say. Though it is sort of exciting not to hear a grinding, groaning noise when you hit the brakes. But I suspect that is only exciting to me.