Friday, February 15th 2013So Nic comes home with extra muffins. Lots of muffins. Hmmmmmm I think, what harm could one do. Well, I'm sure one wouldn't have crashed all my numbers as much as the 3 I ended up eating did. Why are they so tasty ? I promise myself not to eat any more of them.
Thursday, February 14th 2013Took Nic out to 99s tonight. Argued with myself over the prime rib and the salmon. Alas, VD only comes once a year, and the prime rib won out. But, small victories - I only ate 1/2 of it and brought the other half home. Asked for the take out box right up front, and packaged it before I even began. Not too exciting, but if I don't pat myself on the back every now and then, no one will.
Saturday, February 9th 2013So the kids are out playing, Nic is shoveling, and I am inside. I tried shoveling for about half an hour and had to come in. Dizzy, out of breath, and shaking from feeling weak. I know it is sexist, but I should be the one doing the physical stuff, and Nic doing the sweet mommy nurturing stuff. I wish I could do more. I use to. Hopefully I will be able to again. That I can't right now, annoys me.