My diet continues to go well. I was pretty discouraged over the weekend. I was having cravings for just about everything that was bad for me, such as: a vanilla shake, Twix, Taco Bell, a foot long cheese coney from Sonic, fries, ball yard nachos swimming in cheese, a big cheese enchilada dinner with rice and beans, a gyro... The list goes on and on. Basically, I just wanted to pig out all weekend long. It was very discouraging and I was hungry all the time. I still managed to stay on the plan. I went over my points Saturday, but I had some unused ones banked from earlier in the week and was still OK. I did ok Sunday. I was just hungry. But I weighed in Sunday and discovered that I lost 5 more pounds last week for a total of 8 in only 2 weeks. That's great and was the kind of news I needed to get my brain back on track. I'm feeling better today. No more cravings and I'm focused and ready to lose more weight. I survived my first near breakdown and resisted the urge to give in. Life is good.
My weekend kind of sucked, but not as bad as I thought it would. Randy worked all weekend and got lots of overtime. I missed seeing him, but managed to stay busy enough that it wasn't that bad. Saturday, I did some shopping with Mom, then had dinner with Mom and Dad. Then we went to the Redhawks game. Stephanie came to the game too (late, of course, she arrived in the 6th inning.) After the game we went to the house. Randy got home about the same time. We listened to music and Randy cooked some midnight fajitas. We ate about 12:30. We stayed up until close to 2 in the morning. I ws stunned that it was so late. We were having so much fun, it didn't seem like it was getting that late.
Sunday, Randy and I got up and did a little shopping. He bought his Dad a fathers Day gift. Then we went to Academy and bought a new reel for my fishing pole. The reel I had just wasn't acting right so we decided to upgrade. This new one is totally bad ass! I can't wait to try it out. After that, we went to my Grandma's for lunch. Mom, Dad and Stephanie were there too. After lunch we went to see Randy's Dad and deliver his gift. Then we headed home and played with our fishing gear for an hour or so before Randy had to go back to work. While Randy was at work, Stephanie and I went to order the bridesmaid dresses for the wedding. Then we went back to Academy where I bought a pair of sandals that I don't need (but they were oh so cute), a hat that I don't need (but it was cool and a bargain) and a fishing lure that I don't need (but I had to buy it because I can't go to that stupid store without feeding my fishing addiction). I really need to stop going to Academy. I am weak and spend too much money there.
We stayed at Academy for about 2 hours. There was a dude in the shoe department who was totally drooling over me. He came over to ask Stephanie if she needed help but was looking directly at me. Then he came over to me, got a little too close and said "How is everything, honey? Perfect? Can I help?" It was very odd. After that, he kept positioning himself so he could see me as he helped other customers. Then Stephanie had to get him to get a ladder and get some shoes down for her. He made small talk with her, but stared at me the whole time. It was a riot. He eventually found a really weak excuse to bring me into the conversation. Seriously. This was comical. It was strange how I enjoyed this experience. It wasn't like an ego thing where I was thinking I was hot or something. I was just really proud and happy to be wearing Randy's ring and know that Randy has something that others want but can't have. Does that even make sense? I don't think it does. I don't really understand this whole thing but I do know that I absolutely love being Randy's woman. Oy, so much sap... I'm making myself sick again. Let me get back to some rage...
Also while I was in the shoe department at Academy, I saw a woman who was walking around singing. She wasn't just humming or quietly singing to herself. She was singing loud enough that I could hear her an aisle or two away. What the hell is up with people who sing in public for no apparent reason? Everyday life is not a musical. There is no reason to be strolling through a store singing at the top of your lungs. This also goes for all these teenage girls I occasionally see singing on the bus. They gather in a little pack in the back of the bus and sing R and B songs like they think they have recording artist talent. There's always one chick singing lead then the rest back her up. The lead chick is always totally into it and obviously thinks she's great, but sadly she is ALWAYS off key and just generally sucks. And it's not just because I don't like R and B. I have a very good ear. I know when stuff is out of tune. Trust me. This just isn't right. And since I'm on the subject of singing, have you ever noticed at sporting events how there's almost always someone, usually a woman but occasionally it'll be a guy, who sings along to the National Anthem in operatic style like they think they're performing at Carnegie Hall? Man that cracks me up. There is nothing more comical than some dork who THINKS she can sing. To all you wanna be singers out there, please shut up. Everyone else is lying to you. You do not have a beautiful voice. You actually suck.
...Ahhh, that was a nice rage filled little tirade. I feel better now.
So that was pretty much my weekend. After shopping all day Sunday, Stephanie and I started watching Bridgette Jones's Diary. I had almost forgotten how funny that movie is. There's a scene where Hugh Grant's character sends Bridgette an email that ends, "P.S. Like your tits in that top..." That one cracks me up every time because it always makes me think of Randy. HA! Anyway, Stephanie had to leave before we finished it. I may have to watch the rest tonight. I was just getting to the good part where Bridgette starts to fall for the ever so dreamy Mr. Darcy.
Oh yeah, I think I've mentioned that I've gotten all fancy with my mowing of the front yard. I mow diagonally in two different directons so that the result is a diamond pattern across my lawn. It looks really cool. So last night when I got home, I noticed that my neighbor was mowing diagonally. It's confimation that the neighbors have taken notice of my kick ass lawn. I love it. My yard is the envy of the neighborhood. It's too funny. Of course this chick was kind of wasting her time. It looks good on my yard becasuse it's been fertilized and is very thick and green. She just has weed filled grass. Cutting fancy isn't going to help her yard look cool. But whatever floats her boat. At least I got a good laugh out of it. Of course, she is probably laughing at me since I have to mow 2-3 times a week. I actually don't mind the mowing. It's good exercise plus I enjoy admiring my lawn.
Well, I'm out of stuff to say. Have a lovely day!