I'm going to start posting again.

Really.

I mean it this time.


Just not today.

Today I did 20 minutes of indepedent WATP moves while we were watching a movie. It's a good way to get exercise in considering how lazy I am.

Today, me and the fabulous Reagan went shopping for back to work clothes for me. That's right, in one week I am returning to work. I'm quite excited about it. I think it will be good for me and the baby. I'm definitely not SAHM material. I miss being with peers and doing things that have nothing to do with diapers. The Fabulous Reagan helped me find some very work appropriate clothes. Today I bought four tops, 1 park of slacks and 2 skirts. I spent double what i wanted to but I'm feeling very good about the clothes. They look good on me, they fit me well and they're young and hip. :)

Tomorrow I am going to make French Onion soup. I haven't made it in years so I hope it turns out. I've got my fingers crossed. Tomorrow they're going to reek of onions...ugh...I hate that smell. Ever since I worked at A&W and cut and peeled and rung about oh 50 pounds of onions every other day I cannot stand onion smell. It's too bad that all the good foods have onions in them...

Well, I should be off to bed. I'm going to try and blog more. I find that it helps me keep on track a little more. I guess it's the accoutability, even if it is anonymous accountability.

:)

Ok folks. i'm slowly creeping back on to the bandwagon. We're settled here, everythings unpacked. We've got a good routine going....and i've come to realize that half my clothes aren't fitting anymore. How sad is that? three months ago everything was fitting...and some of it was even loose. Now, I can only look at what is in my closet and in my drawers. But enough of that. This IS NOT going to be a pity party.

Today, early this morning right after I feed the baby breakfast, I did the 1 Mile Walk Away the Pounds DVD.

& MAN, is it harder then I remember it being. I was getting sore doing those arm raises. I don't remember them ever hurting before.

When I fell off the bandwagon I was doing the 2 Mile Walk and the 3 Milk Walk and thinking they were pieces of cake. I was even starting to look for harder, more complicated DVDS to do b/c my simple beginner ones weren't cutting it anymore. I'm so disappointed in myself. I was doing so good. Eating right, exercising, smiling more....and now I feel further behind then I was when I started before.

Today we're going grocery shopping. I've made a 2 week menu. It's not WW approved, but at least it's not chips and popcorn and pizza pops for two weeks. I've got things like french onion soup, spinach and artichoke dip, beef stew, and tomato rice soup on the menu. I'm representing the four food groups.

hubby's parents brought this for me on their trip here back in june. i've only just gotten a chance to look at it closely tonight.

so far on the line up i've got a chorizo and tomato omelette & quesadillas with guacamole on the menu. & i'm only a quarter of the way through. i just added spanish chickpea and chorizo soup & pasta bianco.

i've had to look a few things up on the net b/c he uses british words. i've now learned that rocket is arugala. & tagliatelle is another word for fettucine. who know? hubby sure as heck didn't and he's from there. :P

i sure do love the jamie. he definitely makes simple food so sexy.

oh beautiful sandwich of the grilled cheese how could i have forgotten about you yesterday. you with your wonderful cheesiness nestled between two toasty pieces of bread. i love you. you are warm and fuzzy and make me feel good. i love dipping you in ketchup. i love you with processed cheese or block cheese. cheddar or mozzarella. it doesn't matter. i love you on your own but i especially love you paired with some campbells cream of mushroom soup.

you are truly my comfort food.

another day another post.

not much to report. i've been in a shitty mood for the past week or so. i ranted about it on my message board and have been feeling a little better. i'm still packing away. i think i'm about 3/4 done. i can't wait to move. living in limbo like this sucks ass.

i've been paying attention to what we've been eating in restaurants or at other peoples houses and what we used to eat in the past and i'm trying to compile a list of dishes so menu planning is hopefully easy (easier?) for me.

things we order in restaurants all the time:

nachoes
chimichangas
chickens wings of all types (honey garlic, barbecue, hot, gold, lemon pepper)
bruschetta
lasagne
pizza
ceaser salad
lemon rice soup
greek salad
chili
spaghetti with meat sauce
tomato, cucumber, feta cheese salad
THAT salad with strawberries and goat cheese
tacos
potato leek soup
spicy chicken salsa soup
chicken fingers
pasta e fagioli soup
minestrone soup
cheese burgers

i stepped on the scale at my grandmas today. it said 245 pounds. so i'm creeping back up there. damn.

i'm not sure how i feel about it. i feel fat and gross and clumsy. if i'm laying on the couch sometimes it takes so much effort to get up off of it. it makes me feel like a whale.

i'm in the middle of packing the place up. we're starting to live in box hell. i hope we're able to get in a few days earlier so i can get out of here and into the huge apartment!

hah. how many times am i going to come up with a new plan?

we're moving at the end of the month. yep, that's right we're moving out of the folks house into our own apartment. it's a very nice 2 bedroom apartment. 1000 square feet. an outdoor pool. a balcony. all for a reasonable price.

this is my plan.

right now i can't commit to anything. i realize this. my anxieties & phobia are slowing down but they're still there. we're living in chaos right now.

but, come august 1st. i am back on plan. promise.

i am fat.

this needs to change.

i accomplished the 8 glasses of water yesterday.

i'm currently working on todays 8.

i did not get the job. they choose to move up one of the girls that already work in that office. her job is not being posted but is being kept open to place somebody there (ie. someone returning from mat leave, someone whose position was cut). i also learned today that the person who replaced me on my mat leave was not to their liking and has not stayed for my leave of absence. she was slightly bizarre and not up to task. interesting. i really do not want to return to my old position (hence applying for different schools) but perhaps they will now appreciate me slightly more if i do indeed have to return there? hope so.

my lovely union voted on our contract last night (which i did not know about b/c people on mat leave do not get to participate, apparently?). they passed a new ordinace saying that you have to work 12 months after your mat leave or else pay back the top up (which totally makes sense, but why couldn't they wait another little bit to pass this?). b/c i was planning to quit if i couldn't find another position. drat. now i'm stuck here for a year. sigh.

i'm totally rambling right now...this is so not weight loss focussed anymore. sorry guys.