As I recently paid off a ton in repairs, and knew more service would be eventual  in my future, I decided enough was enough. It was time to bite the bullet and get a new car (excuse me a moment while I shudder at the thought of having a car payment again).

My old car was a 2002 Grand Prix GT.  I bought it used in April of 2003, two months after my brother died. My first car, a Chevrolet Citation, had the alternator (I think) go out and I didn’t want to get it replaced.  My mom cosigned on my Grand Prix with me, but I made all the payments. It was my first car that I really bought for myself (the Citation was given to our family by my Grandma).

Things moved so fast when I bought my new one that I didn’t really even get to say goodbye to it. That made me kind of sad. I also meant to take photos of it that morning, but had forgotten.

I went back through my photos and this was one of the more recent ones I took, from a snow storm last year:

It was a nice car, black leather seats, Bose stereo, heads-up display (which I’m really going to miss), but after almost nine years, it was just time to move on.

So this is what I came home with on Saturday after researching other cars and test driving a Chevy Malibu:

A 2012 Toyota Camry.  The difference in the way the driving felt between it and the Malibu was like night and day. Just incredible. There are so many safety features on it (10 air bags, etc.) and it gets great gas mileage (35 highway, 25 city).  Plus, there’s fun stuff like a touchscreen stereo, Bluetooth for my phone or music, auxiliary cable, USB port, etc. And the best part is that it’s roomy. I moved my seat all the way back as far as it could go and then sat in the back seat and there was still PLENTY of leg room.  I also enjoy the fact that the back seats fold down to extend the trunk.  It’s quiet, takes bumps really smoothly, etc. Yeah, I could go on and on, but I won’t. It’s just safe to say I’m pretty in lust with my new car.

The color is called Cosmic Grey.  Most of the time, it just looks black. But when the sun hits it, you can see the grey and see hints of green, and sometimes even blue.  The best part? Her name is now Pixie.  I was noticing yesterday how pretty it is when the sun shines right on it.  It gets all sparkly. Which made me think of the vampires from the Twilight series and then cringe.  But a good friend of mine has a firmly held (and often spoken of) belief that the Twilight vampires are not really vampires. They’re carnivorous pixies.  So, my car is now called Pixie.  I just hope she leaves out the carnivorous part.  I’d like to not relive Stephen King’s “Christine.”

Most of you know I’m slightly superstitious when it comes to numbers and dates and such.  When I took my dad for a drive in it Saturday, my mom noticed that I’d hit 50 miles at exactly 5:00pm.  Cool.

Needless to say, I’ve been on the excited side the past few days.  This is the first car I’ve bought brand new, and all on my own.  Can’t wait to show it off to my coworkers and friends.  I know they’ll all just be glad that I’ve made a decision on what kind to get since that’s all I’ve talked about for the last week.

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New car!

Maybe I’ve just been exhausted from lack of sleep (have been having a harder time than usual sleeping lately), under a lot of stress at work, or who knows what else, but people are pissing me right the hell off lately.

Supposedly, this is the season for giving and sharing. But it seems like people are more inconsiderate than ever. In the span of a week, I’ve had two incidents (probably more – these just stick out) where people have been completely rude.  Perhaps they’re just so wrapped up in their own worlds or the idea that no one else exists in the world except themselves…I have no idea.

First, I went out to dinner with my mom and we were seated at one of those tables where there is a huge long bench with a bunch of tables and chairs along it.  Well, I attempted to be seated there, anyway.  The tables on either side of us were occupied. I volunteered to sit on the bench side of the table. Except that the women on both sides had all of their belongings piled up on the bench in between the tables. I picked a side and attempted to squeeze in between her purse/coat, etc and our table. Not working. So I finally put my hand on her purse (that was wide open, might I add) and tried to push it out of the way gently and just enough to get my big butt in my seat.  She didn’t even notice.  During this entire process, she didn’t make a single motion to move her stuff out of my way.  I don’t know about you, but if a total stranger was moving anywhere near my purse, I’d be noticing.

Tonight, I ran to the grocery store and got in line to check out.  There was a man and his son in line in front of me.  They were finishing up paying and starting to grab their bags.  The problem was that they left their cart at my end of the checkout belt. They both see me there and neither bother to move it.  They take forever grabbing their bags and then the dad answers his cell phone.  They stand there even longer.  Meanwhile, I’m trying to push their cart through so that I can get my items on the counter (while maneuvering my own cart).  They see me do this.  They had to have seen me.  NEITHER bothers to grab their cart.  The cart which is their responsibility.  I’ve finally moved it out of the way enough to pay for my items and they walk off with their bags, leaving the cart behind.  I was so mad.  Their cart was not my responsibility. Finally, as I was gathering up my own bags, the checkout woman moved it completely from the aisle.

So I only have two theories.  People are asses or I’m just invisible.

I was fuming on my way home and then I realized, I should have stood up for myself in both situations.  I should have spoken up.  That is REALLY not easy for me to do, but I need to start working on trying.

You know, along with all the other things I need to “fix” about myself.

I’ve often mentioned on here about how when you’re really overweight, it can be very contradictory. Sometimes you feel like you stick out like a sore thumb (like everyone is looking/staring at you) and other times you feel like no one really sees you.  Their eyes glance over you like they’re afraid your fat is catching.

While I’m sure these incidents had absolutely nothing to do with my weight, they reminded me of those feelings. But come on, people!  There are other people in the world than yourselves!

I know that none of my friends, or you guys, would act like this.  But I know that we all have moments where we get wrapped up in our own little worlds and tend to overlook things.  I know I’m probably just as guilty as the next person. So I just ask that we all be a little more aware of our surroundings.

(Sorry for my rant! I was just fuming and needed to get it out. )

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Am I Invisible?

It’s been eight years, but the holidays are still hard without him.  It gets easier, but he’s never far from my thoughts, and at times I find myself in a bit of a funk for seemingly no reason. Then I realize why I probably am.  Because I miss him.  At times I feel as though I’m letting him down – with being in pretty much the same position in my life as I was when he died, for regaining so much weight…but I know he loved me.  No matter how much we fought, or cussed at each other, we loved each other.  I know he would be happy that I don’t stay home all the time anymore.  That I have friends now.  That I don’t hide from the world…as much.

So on this American holiday, I ask you – whether you are here in the U.S. or not, and whether you celebrate the holiday or not – to take a moment to tell those you love and care about how much you do.  Tell them how much you appreciate them and try not to take them for granted.  I know how easy that can be to do sometimes.  We sometimes forget that each moment isn’t guaranteed.  I try to remember that as much as I can, but know that even I can use the reminder.  There are people I care about that I don’t get to see that often – we get busy with our lives.  It happens.  But I need to let them know how valued they are.  And those that I do get to see often also deserve to know how important they are.  I sometimes think those are the ones who most go unappreciated.

I hope you, whoever is reading this, knows that I value you.  I appreciate you sticking with me through my ups and downs and mundane daily experiences – whether you’ve been with me for a day or for years.  It’s sometimes hard to believe that I started this blog almost 4 years ago (will be four years in January).

So thank you.  You are appreciated.  I hope you have a very Happy Thanksgiving tomorrow if you celebrate it.  If not, have an enjoyable day!  Celebrate yourself and those you love.

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Happy Thanksgiving

Guess what? My weight on the scale is actually down!  It’s showing me as being down 6 lbs from my most recent highest.  But officially, I’m only down 2.7.  But I’ll take it! I’m excited to see what the scale says on Saturday.  I was perfectly on plan Friday.  Wasn’t perfectly on plan Saturday, but didn’t do TOO bad and did a lot of walking at the renaissance festival.  Then was perfectly on plan yesterday and so far so good today!  I’m going out tonight and I even have my planned drinking tracked in advance in my tracker. Go me!  And go all of you for your fantastic support!

I’ve now been to Ren Fest twice this year.  The first time, even though it ended up raining on us and becoming a muddy mess, was much more fun because there weren’t nearly as many people there.  This time, the weather was gorgeous, but there were so many freaking people, it was hard to have too much fun. Felt like I was constantly bumping into people.

The first time around, I got my hair braided again like I did last year (but in a different style).  This style was called The Athena:

On this second trip, I ended up getting my henna tattoo.  This was it shortly after it was done:

So those were fun.  I also bought a hand-crocheted snood!

Fun stuff.  Or at least I think so.

In other unrelated news, my mom called me today at work to let me know that next week, the District Attorney’s office has set an appointment for us to come in and review all of the case materials from when my brother was killed.  We will be able to read all statements, all reports, everything that the driver said, etc.  They will also let us review photos, but am not sure we’ll go that far.  Depends on if we think we can handle it.  But it will be nice to hopefully have a better understanding of what exactly happened that night (or at least what they think happened that night).  It’s so hard to believe that it will be 9 years in February.  I still miss him tremendously.  So hopefully, my supervisor will work with me on letting me have the time off.

I’ll keep you all posted. Hope your week has gotten off to a good start!

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Updates

To say I’ve been struggling lately is probably an understatement.  I’m sure it comes as no surprise to you all considering the very few number of posts I’ve written lately and the tone that most of them have held.  Emotionally, I’ve been a basket-case.  Physically, I’ve not stuck to plan at all.  The way I’ve been craving yummy foods makes me feel like a drug addict.  But I’ve written about that plenty of times in the past, so won’t rehash it again today.  I’ve gained weight again, and that makes me sad.  I also haven’t been to any Weight Watchers meetings in several weeks, though there have been other reasons for that.  I think I’m going to have to find a different day of the week to go or something, because Saturday mornings just aren’t convenient.  And honestly, after this month, I see myself switching back to the online program.  I am doing my best to try and track and stay on plan today, however.  I’m determined to do it.

I keep reminding myself that it’s not too late for me.  That it’s never too late.  I may feel extremely depressed by the fact that I’m back to a weight that I hoped never to see again and that I remember being completely miserable at before (I’m at the weight I was throughout my later college years), but it’s not too late for me to change that.  As long as I really have the desire and can control these insane cravings.  But having the desire is the key.

Does it bother anyone else when you tell someone that you’re going to stick to plan and they get excited for you or that you had a loss and they tell you to “keep it up”?  I know for a fact I’m overly sensitive when it comes to my weight.  I mean, talking about my weight for most of my life would feel like for me, on the embarrassment scale,  the equivalent of getting up on stage and showing the theater my private parts.   But when people say those things,  even though I KNOW they’re trying to show support and encouragement, I take it as a judgment call that they think I NEED to keep it up.  And I do. I know I do.  But I’d rather just hear a “congratulations” and a “good job” and an “I support you no matter what.”  So I always cringe a bit when I get a “keep it up” response.

In other news, I’ve about had it with Meineke.  I’ve been in their shop just about every week for the past few months.  A few weeks ago, they replaced the hub assembly on my driver’s side.  I then started having problems with my ABS light coming on, and even my anti-lock brakes kicking in a few times when it wasn’t necessary.  I took it back in and they said a wire just needed to be plugged back in.  The light came back on the very next day.  This time, they said that the hub assembly that they installed was faulty and needed to be replaced.  Three days later, the ABS light came back on. Sigh.  I’ve just really had it.  Spoke to the manager on the phone today and he told me to bring it back in tomorrow morning and they’ll check it out again. So tired of this and have wasted so many hours.  And I just know they’re going to find something else that needs to be fixed. But oh well.  Not much I can do right now except wait and see what happens. And pray that they don’t jack something else up.

I was considering shutting down my blog recently.  I used to keep my blog completely separate from my daily life. I told almost no one about it.  Then I got involved with the “Lbs.” movie and had to tell my mom.  Then I joined Twitter and ended up following a whole bunch of people in my local area and since my Twitter account was linked to my blog, all of my new friends know about it.  It’s getting harder and harder to separate the two.  And it makes me nervous that new people I may meet through that venue have my blog as their first impression of me.  It’s getting harder and harder to be open and honest on here about how I’m feeling and what I’m struggling with.

Plus, I just haven’t been much in the blogging mood lately.  But I’m going to try and ride these issues/feelings out and see what happens.  Maybe I’ll come around or figure out how I can change things.

I’ve been feeling a lot lately like I’m being swept along in my life, that time is running out.  As I mentioned above, I need to keep reminding myself that yes, our life and our time are limited.  But it is never too late to take that first step again.

As I’ve also mentioned in a lot of my blog posts lately, I’ve really been feeling bad about myself.  Not just about my weight, because in some ways I’m more confident about my body than ever (though in some ways not at all), but about my personality, my lack of courage, etc.  I sometimes really wish I were more extroverted, but I honestly can’t help that.  Sure I can pretend sometimes, but it’s who I am.  I need to accept that and not beat myself up for it over and over.  It doesn’t make me less of a person.

So I’m going to keep working on the things I can work on and one of those is on loving myself.  Because it’s not too late.

In related news, I’m addicted to this song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocDlOD1Hw9k

Hope you all are doing well and that some of you are still around. Thanks for listening to my rambling, incoherent thoughts.

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Never Too Late?

Hopefully this new schedule will help me enjoy things more and get to live a bit even more than getting off at 8pm did. I’m hopeful.

Still been in a funk off and on, but have been trying not to think so much.  Anyone who knows anything about me knows that this takes herculean effort from me.

One of my best friends went down to visit his mom in Webb City yesterday and today.  She teaches middle school in Joplin, Missouri, the site of a recent devastating tornado strike.  He used to live in Joplin and wrote a very moving blog post about what he saw there that just about brought tears to my eyes.  You can find it here, and I really hope you take a moment to check it out.

I also preordered Jim Butcher’s new book, Ghost Story, via Rainy Day Books here in Kansas City.  It comes out on July 26th and I will get to pick my book up on that day.  The best part about it?  I’ll be picking it up at an event where he will be signing the books and speaking!  Anyone who has been reading my blog for a while knows that I am a HUGE fan.  His Dresden Files books series is probably my favorite ever.  This will be my third time getting to meet him.  The first time was an event that he spoke at.  The man is hilarious.  The second event was just a book signing.  But this will be the biggest event for him that I’ve attended yet.  Can’t wait to hear what he has to say.  For more information, you can check it out here.

Plus, I just can’t wait to read the book. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS!

Ok, I guess I’ve rambled enough for today.  But I’ll leave you with a few videos that I’ve enjoyed recently.

This is just AWESOME whether you like beer or not:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNQa5HCUYCQ

What does advertising really do to our perception of women?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTlmho_RovY

A great Irish PSA about standing up to homophobic bullying – very moving:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrJxqvalFxM

Okay, hope you all are having a good week and I’ll let you know what I think of the movie!

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Settling In

The week before last, I didn’t track perfectly, but somehow managed to get a five pound loss!  Yeah, I am still not quite sure how that happened.

This past week…I didn’t do the best. Didn’t do terribly, but didn’t track again.  I gained 1.4 pounds. But some of that could also have been water retention. So I was okay with it.

The interesting thing to note was that I weighed in at exactly the same weight that I did when I joined the Weight Watchers meetings at the beginning of April.  Sigh.  Now, at first, I considered this a failure.  As did my mom, apparently when she kind of sighed, too, as I told her.  BUT. I refuse to look at it that way.

1. I’m still going to meetings.  Sure, I’ve missed a couple here and there, but I’m still going.
2. I haven’t gained in 2 months.

I tweeted after my weigh in on Saturday, that I was in exactly the same place as I was at the beginning of April and Rachael responded with this:

No you’re not. You made a decision and are seeing it through. That counts as progress in my mind

Big thanks to her for reminding me of that!  And it’s so true.  If Christy hadn’t talked me into joining with her, I don’t doubt that I would probably weigh more than I did then.

So not having gained weight in the past two months? I look at as progress.

Other than that, there hasn’t been a lot going on with me.  A couple of Saturdays ago, I got to go with a friend to the Kansas City Ghosts and Gangsters Tour.  It was quite fun.  They took us on a tour bus and drove us to see various Kansas City landmarks that have spooky happenings associated with them or with gangster history.  I thought it was pretty interesting.

One place we stopped at was a church where I took my fave picture.  To look at the outside of the window that night, it just looked black.  When I saw the pic, it looks like there’s a face in the middle of it.

Other than that, I haven’t really done a whole lot except try to hang out with friends when I can.  I’ve been so busy in fact, that I (the reading queen) have been working on the same book for over a month.  I’ve been reading “Last Sacrifice” by Richelle Mead, which is the last book in the series.

But when I haven’t been out with friends, I’ve mostly been playing on the internet or watching Netflix.  I got sucked into Grey’s Anatomy for the first time a few weeks ago and ended up watching the entire first six seasons in just a couple of weeks.  So that explains why even though I’ve been working on the book for over a month, I’m still only on page 127 of almost 600 pages.  Pitiful, I know.

And my new work hours were approved.  They started today.  Remember that I was the girl who did 4:30 to midnight for eight years?  I will now get off of work at 6:30 for most of the week! There is one day that I’ll continue to work later, but only until 8:30.  That’s almost a normal schedule, folks!

So we’ll see how I do when I try and get to work by 10:30 tomorrow.

Hope you’re all doing well!  Take care!

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The Bright Side-Progress

But I thought I would pop in and say hi and let you all know that I’m okay.  I’m hanging in here.  Just trying to make it day by day.  I have good days and bad days and really good days and really bad days.

Food-wise: well, we won’t talk about that.   I AM really enjoying my meetings so far, even though I haven’t been on plan.  I lost 3.6 pounds my first week, but I’ve blown pretty much every week since then.  It’s fun going to the meetings with my friend, Christy (check out her blog – she’s great!).  And I absolutely love our leader.  She’s the perfect combination of informative, friendly, and funny.  She commented once about the new Plus plan encouraging people to eat veggies and someone in the meeting said “I didn’t need encouragement to do that.”  The leader could very well have just agreed with her or praised her, but that would have excluded all of us that have issues getting those in.  Instead, she admitted to her own failings and after telling the woman how great that was, said “well I did!”

Work-wise:  I’m in negotiations with my supervisor to possibly bump my hours up a little earlier.  Getting closer and closer to regular working hours!

Transportation-wise:  Ugh. Don’t even let me begin on my car.  Had to have my catalytic converter replaced, my resonator replaced, my tires rotated and balanced, a tire leak sealed, and am now looking at needing another hub assembly replaced on one of my wheels.  This is in addition to the over $1500 worth of repairs I’ve already had on my car this year (before the current round!).  Sadly, at least one of those was totally pointless since it turned out to actually be my catalytic converter that was the problem…or so it seems so far. I’ve become really paranoid where my car is concerned. In fact, a friend told me I’m becoming a car hypochondriac. I responded that I’ve had good reason!

Emotion-wise:  Still struggling.  Not doing quite as bad as I was, but still have my moments.  Re-evaluating a lot of things in my life.  Still sad about some things I can’t change.  Things that have bothered me for years that I can’t really talk to anyone about, and have never really been able to talk to anyone about.  But I’m plodding along, and like I said, doing better.  Been looking at the people in my life, too, and really seeing those that are genuinely there for me and those that only bring me down.  A couple of friends gave me hugs this weekend and I wonder if they know just how much that means to me and how much that was needed.

So lots going on in this head of mine.  Thank you all SO SO much for your comments and messages.  I can’t begin to express what they meant to me. I needed them.  Needed to know there were people there.  You’re the best.

So if you get a chance and stumble across this post, drop me a note, comment, or email and let me know how you are.  Miss you all!  And I’m going to do my best to get on here more often.

PS:  My heart is breaking for all those that have been touched by tornadoes lately, especially those near to me in Reading, KS and Joplin, MO.  It sounds and looks like it has just been devastating and I urge you all to do what you can to help.  I know I will.

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I’m Here

It’s been a rough week.

I’ve been in one seriously hellish funk of which I can’t seem to find my way out.  I’m just exhausted mentally and emotionally and seem to have been using my heart and mind and yes, even my body (though not literally) as punching bags.  Have been feeling really overwhelmed lately by things I can’t control, both having to do with myself and with my world around me, and for the most part, just accepting them isn’t an option.  But neither is changing them.  There are things that I’ve had to struggle with for years upon years that really aren’t going to change and while I can go through periods of acceptance, I’m tired – so so tired – of having to deal with them.

Been a lot of self-loathing going on in my head and heart and a lot of crying.

I know there are people that really care about me and would listen if I need to talk, but somewhere along the way, I lost the ability to talk about things that are hurting me or upsetting me.  I just can’t seem to do it.  I’ve also gotten really good at pretending everything is okay when I’m out and about.  And I know a lot of people would recommend talking to a professional, and I’m not totally ruling it out.  I just don’t think that’s the answer for me right this moment.

I’m just feeling kind of lost and a little bit hopeless right now.  But I’ll get through.  I always do.  And don’t remind me that there are people in far worse situations than I’m in.  I’m fully aware of that and instead of making me feel better about my life, it only makes me feel worse and guilty about not being happier with what I have.  I know I should be.  And then I start feeling sad about what everyone else is going through, too.  I’m just one big barrel of sadness.

Anyway, I just wanted to check in.  Going to try to do a bit better this week with my eating and will try to write more.

Even more importantly, trying to remember those things I am grateful for and those moments that do bring me smiles.

Thanks for being there.

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Sad

Saturday dawned bright and early…ugh.  But I attended my first Weight Watchers meeting EVER with my friend, Christy (a/k/a Angelchrys – who is awesome by the way, so check her out).  Most of you know that I’ve only ever done Weight Watchers online.  Once I got over my nerves, I was okay.  It didn’t help that they had a moment where we had to go talk to “someone new.”  I HATE THAT.  I mean, social anxiety issues here.  But I actually just ended up turning around and talking to the lady behind me, who I ended up thinking was totally awesome.  She’s of the same kind of attitude/mind-frame as I am.  Pretty much “I hate being told what to do.”  But she was pretty funny, so I’m looking forward to hopefully getting to know her better.

I’m not sure if the meetings are going to be for me, but I’m going to give it a fair shot.  I’m signed up for the monthly pass now. I will admit it was fairly hard hearing people celebrating 75 lb and 100 lb losses and knowing what I had lost.  I feel like I don’t have a right to be proud of where I was.  I feel like it’s a element of shame now.  The same way there’s a part of me that doesn’t feel like I have a right to be proud of the 75+ pounds I’ve kept off.  It’s like the weight I’ve regained completely negates that and makes it worthless.  I know it’s totally screwed up and totally ridiculous.  I know. Believe me, I know.  But it’s how I feel.  And believe me, also, that if one of you were saying crap like that, I’d smack you. LOL

But I’m going to give it a shot.  To be totally honest, I’m not sure how I feel about the new Points Plus plan.  The zero point fruit concerns me a bit – not that there’s ever a chance of me abusing that.  I like fruit, but not that much.  But I had a fruit bowl this morning that is technically supposed to be free, but when I plug in the nutritional info into the calculator, it comes out at 6 points.  I also, after being totally on plan today, am concerned that I’m getting too many points.  So I’m going to try the plan as written for a month and if I don’t lose like I want, I will start tracking my fruit, too.

I did have a moment of panic on Saturday night at the grocery store when I started calculating the points for some of my favorite foods – ones that I lost a lot of weight with last time around.  For example, my one point bagel thins are now 3 pts.  I logically knew that “hey, I’m getting more points each day, too,” but was having a hard time getting my mind to accept that.

This week’s topic at the meeting was having a good weight loss buddy and support team.  I know that I have a huge network of support if I just remember that.  You all are awesome, Christy helped calm me down during my panic Saturday night, and I have other friends that I know are there for me.  I’m a lucky girl.  And honestly, other than the weight watchers message boards and some of you guys, I didn’t have that kind of support last time around.

So we’ll see what happens.

After the meeting, Christy and I visited our Borders bookstore that is going out of business…so sad.  We then met another of our friends and went to a French restaurant for lunch.  I’d never been to one before!  I had chicken and salad and french fries, but the most eventful moment was when our friend talked me into trying escargot.  Christy said my face was priceless.  The taste was absolutely fine.  I just couldn’t get past the chewy/squishy texture of it.  And once I started chewing and experiencing that texture, I just couldn’t get the image of what I was eating out of my head…it wasn’t pleasant.  Totally a mental thing, as like I said, the taste was fine.

I’ll admit the photo doesn’t look very appetizing.  But I’m very, very, very proud of myself for just trying it.

After lunch, the three of us went for coffee and walked around a local area called Brookside and just window-shopped at some cool small stores.

Today, my mom and I went to the zoo and I finally got to meet Nikita, the KC Zoo’s new polar bear.  I could have watched him for hours!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VzbvA7fBJTA

It was also 86 degrees in Kansas City today. 86 degrees!  On April 3rd!! I’m not going to survive this summer.

But while I admit I didn’t track yesterday (bad girl, I know), I did completely today and still actually even have a few points left to use (which is ok, because I’ll probably be up for several more hours). So I’m pretty proud of myself for getting through today completely on plan.  I also got quite a bit of exercise at the zoo today, too.  Think this is going to be a good week!  (Other than the fact that my car is currently being pounded on by hail.)

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Busy Weekend