Better Today

Well, I maintained my good behavior for breakfast today at least. I'm going out to lunch with a co-worker though, to an Indian fusion place that we like. At the very least, the restaurant is vegetarian, and they don't even fry the samosa there, so how bad could that be, really? And although my diet hasn't been doing so great, I am still going to the gym, and have even stepped that up a notch. I added an extra day, and I'm trying to walk when I get home from work. We'll see what happens. For some reason, every time I fall off the Weight Watchers wagon, I can't for the life of me seem to get back on. I guess what it comes down to is that having to do all that fucking math all day just pisses me off.

Bagel Veggie Cream Cheese

Well, we had the bagels leftover from yesterday, was I supposed to just let them get moldy? The veggie cream cheese too-- I should just let it rot, unused in the fridge?

Besides, the green in the veggie cream cheese was in honor of St. Patrick's Day.

Quasi-Real Egg Sammich

Ok, so not the best choice Weight-Watchers-wise--DnD egg and cheese on a wheat bagel. But neither was the Brach's jellybeans or the chocolate I had yesterday. Oh, right, or the Wendy's. Damn. Grilled chicken though! I had the grilled chicken sandwich! I guess between my birthday and Easter, I'm a hopeless case right now. I'm stilling working out at the gym though. Yesterday, my boss asked me if I wanted a strap for the bag of jellybeans I was attacking, so I could just wear it around my head and have the bag attached to my face. Nice, right? I suppose at another office, that would be considered harassment. He backpedaled, and claimed to have not meant it as a fat joke, but was rather a commentary on the speed with which I was inhaling said jellybeans. Brach's jellybeans fucking rule, man. What can I do? He should fucking talk though-- not sure what he has attached feed-bag style to his face, but it's given him a disproportionate sumo-wrestler belly. So there.

Cranberry Cardboard, er Total Again

Maybe I just got so used to eating Special K, that I can't handle the thinness of the Total flakes? They seem weird and unnatural in my mouth. But this morning I dumped some Splenda on them, and they were a little better. I just don't like to waste money, so I am going to finish the box. Plus, it's really nice to know I basically took a multivitamin while just eating my breakfast. Maybe I can grow to love it?

Bran-tastic

Why is the bakery at Stop and Shop so freaking good!? Well, my consolation was that it was a bran muffin, and it was low fat, but their bakery was calling to me like a siren. And I heeded that call. And it was good.

At least it didn't look like a garden gnome so much this time.

Dharma Oatmeal

Yeah, it doesn't get dorkier than this, folks. Several of my co-workers just returned from a business trip in Hawaii (yeah, I know), so I've been using some of their photos to grace my computer desktop. It's not my fault that every one of their pictures looks like The Island to me. So I had no choice but to hold my instant low-sugar oatmeal in my Dharma mug up against such an appropriate backdrop. Well, actually, I suppose I did have the choice, not to be a complete fucking loser, but I never seem to be able to make the right decision there.

Total-ly Back on Track

Back on track with Cranberry Total. Tastes kind of like cardboard with Craisins in it. Yippee. Now what the fuck am I supposed to do with a whole box of this shit?

Sunday Bagel Day

I'm going back on my diet tomorrow, I swear.

Egg bagel, veggie cream cheese. Mmmmmmm.....

Happy Birthday to Meeee!!

Yes, I made my own birthday cake. Don't think of that as sad and pathetic though-- I got exactly what I wanted, in all its pink-orange-and purple, jelly-bean coated glory. Who else would have made a cake to such extravagant expectations? Some times, you have to take batters in to your own hands. (hahahah! batters, get it!? cake batters!!?? ahahahhahahahahah)

Old Salt Sunday Brunch

Sunday brunch in New Hampshire at the Old Salt, accompanied by the mellifluous sounds of Mr. George Blodgett on piano!

Omelet station + chocolate fountain = explosive diarrhea!

Lamie's Inn

We were in New Hamphsire for a wedding. I was able to eat on Saturday morning, after being sick most of Friday. I took enough Immodium to keep it in check during the 6 hour car ride. But we had to miss dinner at the bride's mom's house. Anyway, although it looks like oysters, it was really a small bagel with PB&J, and a bowl of fruit with granola on top. It was good. Anything that didn't come out immediately upon eating it, would have been good at that point.

Chinese Food

I suck. It began here. In fact, I was wondering all the next day whether this was what made me sick in the first place. None of my co-workers, who enticed me with their Chinese food wiles, got sick though. But this was certainly where my diet went downhill in a big way. Damn.

Quite a Mouthful

Well, I think this was--you guessed it--Special K Chocolatey Delight. It's hard to remember since I posted this picture almost 2 weeks ago, but didn't write anything. That was before everything went completely to hell. I got a stomach virus, I went to a wedding in New Hampshire, got the stomach virus again, and then ate like a pig as I celebrated my birthday for an entire week. So this is the last day I was being "good". According to the scale, that was also 8lbs ago. How could I possibly have gained 8 lbs in a week and a half? I have no idea. One of the great mysteries of the universe. Either way, it fucking sucks.

Second Verse, Same as the First

I had Special K Cinnamon Pecan again for breakfast this morning-- so no picture. Just go and look at yesterday's. It was identical. Except I didn't have the box posed quite as nicely. For some reason, I enjoyed it much more this morning. Maybe I got a better selection of flakes or something. Maybe I was just freaking starving.

There were so many people at the Y this morning, I couldn't get on the freaking equipment I wanted to. I felt like screaming at these people. It's 6-freaking-a.m. and I can't get on the cardio machines I want to get on!? That is fucked up! Go home, people! Get some sleep! What the fuck is wrong with you!? Is it unreasonable to expect that if I haul my ass to the gym at 6-freaking-a.m. in the morning, that I can get on the stairmaster if I want to!? There is one crappy old stairmaster. There are two really good ellipticals with the arm bars. And they were all crammed full of assholes! So I did 35 minutes on the stationary bike and went on the universal machines. Pissed me off. Could you tell?

I have used the word "freaking" four times in this post.

Cinnamon Pecan Special K

I was very excited when I learned about a new variety of Special K from the Hungry Girl web site-- Cinnamon Pecan. So when I finally found it in my grocery store yesterday, I couldn't wait until breakfast this morning to try it. (Actually, that's true. I didn't wait until morning. They were giving out free samples at Stop and Shop, along with some kind of new Frosted Flakes ["Golden" or some shit.] They were both yummy.) So when I had it for breakfast this morning, I was surprised to find myself decidedly underwhelmed. Maybe all the pecans were at the bottom? It just didn't taste as good-- it almost wasn't sweet enough. That is easily rectified by dumping a bunch of Splenda on top of it (pretty much how I end up eating most "healthy" cereals) but it made me wish I had just stuck with the new standby-- Chocolatey Delight. Damn. Now I have a whole box of it to finish. Those new Frosted Flakes were actually much better.

Eggotown

Why can't I stop eating "eggs"?! I am completely addicted to fake, egg-like substances. With American cheese singles (which, arguably, could also be considered a fake substance.) We have to go to the grocery store, maybe I'll be able to acquire some items to add variety to my breakfast. At the same time... I like what I eat for breakfast, it just doesn't always make for compelling blogging. And it seems to be working. So if it ain't broke...

Snow Day

I hate driving in the snow, so I stayed home today. I suppose if I didn't have an abundance of vacation/personal days available to me, I would've made the effort to go in to work, but I didn't. Plus, I felt like I got everything done yesterday that I needed to, so I'm writing today off. It's a pajama, hot cocoa, and Wii kind of day. My husband is home too. But I won't let that bother me. (I keed, I keed!)

A leisurely snow day breakfast of SpKChocD and "eggs" with cheese. I suppose that is a little gross-- eggs and chocolate? I must have Cadbury Cream Eggs on the brain or something. I wonder how many Points are in one of those? I will make it my mission to find out. Stay toasty!

I'd Like It To Go, Please

Hmmm. Oatmeal, prunes, and coffee. I sense a theme here. (Prunes and coffee not pictured.)

This morning's lower-sugar oatmeal has been brought to you by the Dharma Initiative's Hydra Station.

I am a colossal dork.

Happy Thursday!

"Garden" Variety Breakfast

WTF is this? I grabbed a low-fat corn muffin at the grocery store this morning as I ran in to buy some last-minute birthday cards. It looks like a freaking garden gnome! I'm not really complaining, as I suppose it gave me more muffin-top surface area (and as everyone, especially Elaine Benes, knows, the top is the best part), but it was a little bizarre-looking, don't you think?



One of my co-workers asked me this morning if I was losing weight. I said, "Anything's possible." She told me it showed. I'm not sure it actually does, but it felt nice to hear it.

Breifly Bananas

Not sure what possessed me to have this, but I had a banana cut up in fat free sour cream, with almonds and Splenda. It was ok, not great, but ok. I just wasn't in the mood for cereal, "eggs", Eggos, or oatmeal. Fat free sour cream kind of sucks. I mean, if you are putting it on a potoato or something, it's ok, but as a standalone flavor, not so good. Now I wish I had just had some of my beloved Special K Choc-ee-D. Oh well, tomorrow is another day. At least my coffee was good-- macadamia nut.