Getting off the Bus!

I feel like I've been away for months. It's amazing what a week in New Orleans will do to a person. I have completely fallen in love with the people and the city. They can keep their weather though... Sheesh! That heat & humidity is for the birds! 

Not sure how I survived. A 17-hour bus ride one way with 300 other Habitat volunteers is a lot to ask from this diva, but it was well worth it. I can't wait to go back.

You probably don't even need to ask: my diet went out the window! How can you pass up all that amazing cajun/creole food? You can't! BUT we did walk EVERYWHERE. In one night we clocked about 8 miles walking around the city. And the was just one night. Hopefully, at my WW meeting tonight the scale doesn't reprimand me...

I didn't come out unscathed however. While setting up for a community party in the the park, I dropped one of the cornhole boards on my foot. Check out this bad boy:

(ouch!!!!! check out those cankles!)

But it hasn't slowed me down. I'm ready to get back into the swing of things. Bring it!

Getting on the Bus

I leave for New Orleans tomorrow! I'm excited and nervous about that heat! Not a big fan of 90-degree humidity infused weather, but I suppose I'll survive! I probably wont' get to post much if at all, but my WW weigh in is tomorrow, so I hope to pop back in for an update on that front.

In other news:

I have not been out with the Photographer again. Not because I don't want to; he just hasn't asked. And before you pull out the He's Just Not That Into card, I believe he is. He's just a shy one. I mean, every time we've gone out (3) it's been me that's initiated/done the inviting. As far as making a move, (I heard you, Bag Lady!) I recognize that I'm very interested in him intellectually & "spiritually". As far as sexually into him, not so much. He's cute. Definitely cute, but there's this insecure dorkiness about him that doesn't scream, "Jump my bones!"

I'm sure there's arguments for both sides. Feel free to leave 'em in the comments.

NOLA here I come!

Scattered Hump Day - Give me a burger!

(a tasty Glam creation!)

I could've eaten a cow yesterday. Seriously, I was *that* hungry. It still boggles the mind as to why -- I ate super healthy & stayed within my points range. The culprit, I believe, was Zumba class on Monday night. Anytime I do any sort of intense exercising, I want to inhale the contents of the fridge the next day. But I guess that's a good reason to be hungry!

I've decided to attend a WW mtg on Saturdays. The Tuesday mtg was really interfering with my weekly feng shui. Besides, my power pump class is on Tuesday night & I miss going. I really want to get back to pumping some iron.

I've managed to prepare & pack my lunch every day this week at work. No small feat for this drive thru/fast food queen. And I've made dinner every glorious night this week & it has been divine, if I say so myself.

In other random news, a friend has asked me to be in her wedding next year! Talk about motivation... I need to squeeze my ass into a teeny, July bridesmaid dress. So doable. 

Happy Hump Day, interweb peeps!

Getting Your Mind in the Game

My lifestyle is seriously getting in the way of losing weight. For all the good I manage to do during the week, I manage to blow it all during the weekend. Weekends filled with tall drinks, hangover food, & bad decisions. 

And when the EFF did I start participating in this questionable behavior? I wouldn't call myself a drinker a few years ago. Hell, even when I would drink I'd have two and then obsess about the calories. But after the Boy and I called off our engagement over a year ago I started imbibing heavily. Not because I missed him or was upset, but because I finally felt free. Like I could have fun & not have to worry about whether or not the Boy wasn't getting out of control & we'd have a ride home! 

So now I'm stuck in this really unhealthy lifestyle. I miss the days where I wouldn't stay up late on the weekends because I had an early class at the gym. Or the invites I would turn down so I could go to the gym. 

How do I get that back? *sobs*

Okay, now that the sobfest is over I will say this: I mapped out an assault on the grocery story & stocked up on only the healthiest staples. I made a meal plan for the entire next week & will spend the rest of today making batches of healthy chili & potato soup. My gym bag is packed & I will hitting it hard tomorrow after work. Rock!

Dry Spell

I haven't been to my WW mtg yet this week. I blew Tuesday night off in favor of hanging out with my bestie. We downed two bottles of vino & chillaxed on her back porch. Good times.

I'll most likely hit up the Saturday meeting to see what the wine damage from this past week has been. Work has been a beast. I don't feel the need to apologize for my possible weight fluctuation. I almost got laid off. It was a tense time. But I didn't get laid off, so now I can focus once again.

I went on another date with... let's call him The Photographer. It was just okay, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. He's an amazingly nice guy, but not in a pushover kind of way. He's holds a Masters Degree and is very well-read. He makes me laugh, and we have very similar sarcastic/jokey personalities. So what's the problem? He's very introverted & shy. This is the third time we've hung out (but only our first official date) & he still hasn't laid a hand on me! Normally, I'm very much the aggressive, if-you-don't-i-will type, but I just couldn't pull it off last night. 

I'm used to going out with men who literally can't wait to paw me. Aggressive, 'take what you want' men. I'm not really sure what to do with this polite, geeky, intellectual that tries his hardest not to stare at my breasts during dinner. This even prompted a very R-rated dream last night where he (welcomingly) attacked my mouth. It was hot.

He mentioned that his last gf moved in with him after a month, so I'm guessing he had no issues in the bedroom in that respect, so what's the deal? And should it even be an issue? 

I hate dating.

A Short One

CRAZINESS!

I'm here, but I'm a hot mess.

Lost 1.6 pounds at last week's WW mtg.

Survived round one of layoff at work

Drank my weight in vino to stave off panic attacks

Dealing with the vultures at work (aka reporters)

Went on a date!

That'll have to tide you over until tonight!