So it's been a year and 3 days since my first blog entry on December 8, 2008. And that one wasn't really my own creativity, it was one of those snarky lists that you're supposed to repost with your answers on it and then forward it to 800 of your closest friends or else Jesus will condemn you and you won't have any luck for 17 years.
Needless to say, I feel like over the past year, I've come a long way and really shaped my writing voice into what I think will make my readers laugh (and me; because I'm pretty narcissistic and laugh, rather heartily, at my own jokes).
Speaking of readers, I really was under the impression that the only people who read my blog were the seven listed followers. But not so! I'm proud to report that I get comments via text, facebook, face to face, phone, etc. from people who say, "I just read your blog! It's hilarious!" And these people are random, I mean random people! Like Mark's boss and his wife, an old coworker of mine, one of my current coworker's wives. (That doesn't sound right. He doesn't have multiple wives. Crap. You get what I'm trying to say, though, right?) But the list goes on! It's beginning to give me (okay, that's really bothering me. Should it read, 'one of my coworker's wife'? That just doesn't sound right. Geez. Maybe I need to go back to English 101.) ANYWAY! All this praise is starting to give me a big head. It's like, 'how can I shape this story or this situation into being a good blog post that will impress my readers?' I'm serious, every person I come in contact with now is a potential character in The PeyPey Chronicles. (So watch out, you may be next!)
So I've written about my diet escapades, my really crazy family (which, trust me, I've only touched on the tip of the iceberg with that one, so stay tuned), my insane job (which I will probably end up getting fired from because of these blog posts). I have noticed, though, that recently I have been writing a lot about the people I come in contact with (strangers, thank GOD!), who, quite honestly, I do believe are not of this world and who have not one single ounce of commen sense. I seem to be a crazy people magnet. I will continue recounting these hilarious run-ins (and yes, sometimes with sarcastic embellishments) for you, as I know you will enjoy reading them.
And speaking of crazy...
Today's top headline from my hometown newspaper:
Condemned 'Stocking Strangler' Carlton Gary declines special last meal, will get a cheeseburger
Gonna be honest, in terms of a last meal, a cheeseburger wouldn't be a bad way to go. What would your last meal choice be?
All the best,
PeyPey
Showing posts with label Creativity is my middle name. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creativity is my middle name. Show all posts
December 11, 2009
June 4, 2009
Handmade
I am becoming a bit obsessed with handmade items. The thought of buying something from someone who uses their own creative ingenuity to make, greatly appeals to me. Oh sure, there's a lot of Crap with a capital C out there. (i.e. - Crochet tissue box covers. Who, who in the world? Why? Where did they? Items like this generally render me speechless when trying to figure out their need and their place in our already junked-up galaxy.) But creative ingenuity is all around us, people! I know people who make their living from selling their photographs, art, food, etc. I'm sure you can see how, for a creative, joy-filled and animated gal who makes her living from sitting behind a creativity-draining, lifeless, plastic box everyday, this idea is extremely appealing.
I long, I mean long, to live this way. There is nothing I want to be doing more than working in my garden right now; or making some salsa to sell on Saturdays at the market; or making more of an effort to become a better (amateur) photographer; or finding old scraps of, well, scraps, and turning them into a fun kitschy piece of...something.
I was in the produce section of the grocery store last week watching an employee unload crates of fresh corn into a bin. I watched him for a few minutes; studied the crates a bit, then I asked him, "what do you do with those crates after you unload the corn?" He said, "nothing. You want them?" Well, yeah! There's no telling what I could do with them! A rustic, wood and wire crate that has a big ole', faded, red corn stamp on it? Heck yes I want that thing! So I took a few home. I still haven't figured out what to do with them. But I will.
But that's the thing. Here I am, stuck behind this thing all day. Stuck. With no real time to do the things I know I was creatively created to create. One day. I hope.
April 29, 2009
The Beginning..
"She is the kind of girl, although exceedingly unsuspecting, you might find wearing "Aphrodites Pink Nightie", "Flashbulb Fuschia", or perhaps "Happy Hour" nail color on her dreadfully unkempt nails."
...of the novel I know I was born to write.
...of the novel I know I was born to write.
March 24, 2009
Crayons and Beef Squeezins
-WEIGHT WATCHERS SMART ONES PICANTE CHICKEN & PASTA-
The bolded, numbered words correspond to the number comments below...
Ingredients: Cooked Enriched Macaroni Product (Water, Enriched Semolina [Semolina, Niacin, Ferrous Sulfate, Thiamine Mononitrate, Riboflavin, Folic Acid]-1), Cooked White Meat Chicken (White Meat Chicken, Water, Tapioca Starch, Sugar, Salt, Sodium Phosphate, Glazed with Water, Caramel Coloring, Modified Potato Starch), Diced Tomatoes (Tomatoes, Tomato Juice, Salt, Calcium Chloride, Citric Acid), Yellow Bell Peppers, Sauteed Onions (Onions, Soybean Oil), Water, Black Beans, Contains 2% or Less of: Jalepenos (Jalepeno Peppers, Salt, Citric Acid), Sauteed Garlic (Garlic, Soybean Oil), Canola Oil, Ancho Chili Base (Chili Peppers, Dried Onions and Garlic, Yeast Extract, Salt, Spice, Beef Extract-2, Citric Acid), Modified Cornstarch, Cilantro Flavor, Red Pepper, Sour Cream Flavor (Maltodextrin [Corn], Nonfat Dry Milk, Partially Hydrogenated Soybean Oil, Sugar, Lactose, Whey [Milk], Corn Syrup Solids, Sodium Caseinate [Milk], Flavoring, Mono- and Diglycerides, Sodium Citrate, Salt, Dipotassium Phosphate, Modified Cornstarch, Carrageenan-3), Salt, Spices, Corn Oil, Chicken Base (Chicken, Salt, Hydrolyzed Soy Protein, Chicken Fat, Corn Maltodextrin, Sugar, Chicken Broth, Onion Powder, Tumeric, Spice Extractives), Xanthan Gum, Stabilizer (Maltodextrin [Corn], Monoglyceride, Soy Lecithin, Xanthan Gum-4, Guar Gum-4, Methycellulose Gum-4, Citric Acid), Lime Flavor, Chicken Flavor (Autolyzed Yeast Extract, Salt, Maltodextrin [Corn], Gum Arabic, Chicken Fat, Torula Yeast, Natural Flavor, Tumeric), Chili Type-5 Flavor (Maltodextrin [Corn], Sesame Oil, Flavor, Peanut Oil, Smoke Flavor (BHT-6, BHA-6, Propyl Gallate, Citric Acid), Annotto (Color-7).
Mmmm. Yummy. A few thoughts:
1. I love how the ingredients have SUB-ingredients. That's a 'two-fer', right? Like BOGO sales, maybe? I don't know.
2. I feel sorry for the cow that had to be juiced - not milked, JUICED - to get me my beef extract.
3. Ok, really? Sour cream doesn't have that much flavor to begin with. Are all of these ingredients and sub-ingredients really neccessary? I bet if they squeezed hard enough, they could go ahead and squeeze some extra sour cream out of that cow in #2.
4. If I wanted chewing gum with my lunch, I'd get some Watermelon Double Bubble out of the candy jar.
5. Wait, so it's not REAL chili flavor?
6. Why are they being ambiguous? What are these secret BHT and BHA ingredients and what animal needs to be squeezed so we can get them?
7. First of all, what color is Annotto? Even in the Crayola Jumbo Box (you know, with the built in sharpener in the back??? Man, I used to love that thing...) there wasn't a color called 'Annotto'. Second of all, thank you, but my food is already colorful enough. If I wanted to taste the rainbown, again, I would visit the candy jar.
Now don't get me wrong, that lunch was quite tasty. But as I was standing at the microwave waiting for my flash-frozen Annotto colored meal to be zap-cooked in less than 5 minutes, I started reading the ingredients on the box. Taking notice of this has made me want to eat a lot more naturally.
Less beef squeezins, more organic veggies that are colors I am familiar with.
The bolded, numbered words correspond to the number comments below...
Ingredients: Cooked Enriched Macaroni Product (Water, Enriched Semolina [Semolina, Niacin, Ferrous Sulfate, Thiamine Mononitrate, Riboflavin, Folic Acid]-1), Cooked White Meat Chicken (White Meat Chicken, Water, Tapioca Starch, Sugar, Salt, Sodium Phosphate, Glazed with Water, Caramel Coloring, Modified Potato Starch), Diced Tomatoes (Tomatoes, Tomato Juice, Salt, Calcium Chloride, Citric Acid), Yellow Bell Peppers, Sauteed Onions (Onions, Soybean Oil), Water, Black Beans, Contains 2% or Less of: Jalepenos (Jalepeno Peppers, Salt, Citric Acid), Sauteed Garlic (Garlic, Soybean Oil), Canola Oil, Ancho Chili Base (Chili Peppers, Dried Onions and Garlic, Yeast Extract, Salt, Spice, Beef Extract-2, Citric Acid), Modified Cornstarch, Cilantro Flavor, Red Pepper, Sour Cream Flavor (Maltodextrin [Corn], Nonfat Dry Milk, Partially Hydrogenated Soybean Oil, Sugar, Lactose, Whey [Milk], Corn Syrup Solids, Sodium Caseinate [Milk], Flavoring, Mono- and Diglycerides, Sodium Citrate, Salt, Dipotassium Phosphate, Modified Cornstarch, Carrageenan-3), Salt, Spices, Corn Oil, Chicken Base (Chicken, Salt, Hydrolyzed Soy Protein, Chicken Fat, Corn Maltodextrin, Sugar, Chicken Broth, Onion Powder, Tumeric, Spice Extractives), Xanthan Gum, Stabilizer (Maltodextrin [Corn], Monoglyceride, Soy Lecithin, Xanthan Gum-4, Guar Gum-4, Methycellulose Gum-4, Citric Acid), Lime Flavor, Chicken Flavor (Autolyzed Yeast Extract, Salt, Maltodextrin [Corn], Gum Arabic, Chicken Fat, Torula Yeast, Natural Flavor, Tumeric), Chili Type-5 Flavor (Maltodextrin [Corn], Sesame Oil, Flavor, Peanut Oil, Smoke Flavor (BHT-6, BHA-6, Propyl Gallate, Citric Acid), Annotto (Color-7).
Mmmm. Yummy. A few thoughts:
1. I love how the ingredients have SUB-ingredients. That's a 'two-fer', right? Like BOGO sales, maybe? I don't know.
2. I feel sorry for the cow that had to be juiced - not milked, JUICED - to get me my beef extract.
3. Ok, really? Sour cream doesn't have that much flavor to begin with. Are all of these ingredients and sub-ingredients really neccessary? I bet if they squeezed hard enough, they could go ahead and squeeze some extra sour cream out of that cow in #2.
4. If I wanted chewing gum with my lunch, I'd get some Watermelon Double Bubble out of the candy jar.
5. Wait, so it's not REAL chili flavor?
6. Why are they being ambiguous? What are these secret BHT and BHA ingredients and what animal needs to be squeezed so we can get them?
7. First of all, what color is Annotto? Even in the Crayola Jumbo Box (you know, with the built in sharpener in the back??? Man, I used to love that thing...) there wasn't a color called 'Annotto'. Second of all, thank you, but my food is already colorful enough. If I wanted to taste the rainbown, again, I would visit the candy jar.
Now don't get me wrong, that lunch was quite tasty. But as I was standing at the microwave waiting for my flash-frozen Annotto colored meal to be zap-cooked in less than 5 minutes, I started reading the ingredients on the box. Taking notice of this has made me want to eat a lot more naturally.
Less beef squeezins, more organic veggies that are colors I am familiar with.
March 17, 2009
In the words of Lil John and Ludacris: 'Peace Up, A-Town Down'
Ode to Athens
I recently spent the weekend in Athens, Gawguh.
Athens is the home of the scrappy Dawgzuh.
I do not say this to be ugly or mean.
But, come on. A dawg compared to a tiger? A tiger's more keen.
The scoreboard may not always reflect that fact.
And on that note, Dawgs fans - please, do not react.
I'm not here to talk about rivalry.
I'm here to relish the revelry.
A-Town has quite a few new claims on my affection.
A puppy, a blond, a saxophone, and a blood relation.
Jackson 'Jax' Baker is the newest Baker addition.
Not a son or daughter and certainly not the blood relation!
Jackson is the cuddly, hiccupy, playful, puppy.
Now this little fella is extremely happy.
Mom Sally and Dad Brad rescued this pup from the pound.
He could be a lab, could be a pit bull. Who knows, he could be a hound!
One thing I do know is that he fits right in with this group!
But hey, please don't go filtering through his poop.
Who knows what you may find.
A pine cone, a rock, or dirt of some kind!
Speaking of dirt, let's talk about that blond.
No, I didn't bleach my hair. And no, it's not some hot guy named Ron.
It's my dirty blond sister in law Sally!
This sister in law is more than a sister. She's a new best pal-ly!
She's thoughtful to the core and gift-giving is her game.
I'm so happy that Sally BAKER is her new name.
With this marriage, I gained more than a new sister.
I gained a new friend. (Who, I'm sure, is pretty good at playing Twister!)
Twisting his fingers across the keys of that saxophone,
was the soul brother at church, two doors down from the Brad Baker home.
Church was refreshing, to say the least.
All formalities of the church sort were completely deceased.
I raised my hands in worship for the first time in awhile.
God reminded me that He is my Father and I am his child.
He is already impressed by me, the perfect work he created.
But my assignment, as his child, is to be dedicated.
The music, the saxophone, were only enablers to my worship.
It was nice to spend that time in those believers acquaintanceship.
An acquaintance he is not. A brother, he is the best.
No one could ask for better, I'll put you to the test.
You'll find there is not one more admirable, disciplined, or sweet.
Nor one who could cook up such a BBQ treat.
Time spent with him is always fun.
And this sister loves him more than 5 trillion tons.
My time in Athens was not nearly long enough.
And I cannot wait for the next trip, sho nuff.
The time flew by too fast and here I am back home again.
Oh Athens. Athens, Athens, Athens, Athens, Athens.
I recently spent the weekend in Athens, Gawguh.
Athens is the home of the scrappy Dawgzuh.
I do not say this to be ugly or mean.
But, come on. A dawg compared to a tiger? A tiger's more keen.
The scoreboard may not always reflect that fact.
And on that note, Dawgs fans - please, do not react.
I'm not here to talk about rivalry.
I'm here to relish the revelry.
A-Town has quite a few new claims on my affection.
A puppy, a blond, a saxophone, and a blood relation.
Jackson 'Jax' Baker is the newest Baker addition.
Not a son or daughter and certainly not the blood relation!
Jackson is the cuddly, hiccupy, playful, puppy.
Now this little fella is extremely happy.
Mom Sally and Dad Brad rescued this pup from the pound.
He could be a lab, could be a pit bull. Who knows, he could be a hound!
One thing I do know is that he fits right in with this group!
But hey, please don't go filtering through his poop.
Who knows what you may find.
A pine cone, a rock, or dirt of some kind!
Speaking of dirt, let's talk about that blond.
No, I didn't bleach my hair. And no, it's not some hot guy named Ron.
It's my dirty blond sister in law Sally!
This sister in law is more than a sister. She's a new best pal-ly!
She's thoughtful to the core and gift-giving is her game.
I'm so happy that Sally BAKER is her new name.
With this marriage, I gained more than a new sister.
I gained a new friend. (Who, I'm sure, is pretty good at playing Twister!)
Twisting his fingers across the keys of that saxophone,
was the soul brother at church, two doors down from the Brad Baker home.
Church was refreshing, to say the least.
All formalities of the church sort were completely deceased.
I raised my hands in worship for the first time in awhile.
God reminded me that He is my Father and I am his child.
He is already impressed by me, the perfect work he created.
But my assignment, as his child, is to be dedicated.
The music, the saxophone, were only enablers to my worship.
It was nice to spend that time in those believers acquaintanceship.
An acquaintance he is not. A brother, he is the best.
No one could ask for better, I'll put you to the test.
You'll find there is not one more admirable, disciplined, or sweet.
Nor one who could cook up such a BBQ treat.
Time spent with him is always fun.
And this sister loves him more than 5 trillion tons.
My time in Athens was not nearly long enough.
And I cannot wait for the next trip, sho nuff.
The time flew by too fast and here I am back home again.
Oh Athens. Athens, Athens, Athens, Athens, Athens.
January 16, 2009
PeyPey's Babysitter's Club
This is a very random post.
A lawyer and good buddy of mine called me today asking me to babysit pretty much all day tomorrow (on a Saturday). I told him 'Archie, I'm really sorry for saying no, but now that I've sold my soul to Mr. Jeff Brown 5 days a week, it's hard to let go of those 2 precious CCS-free days.' I told him to have no fear, though, because I have an army of ready and willing babysitters.
Here's the ad I gave him:
Catherine Merrit: This lovely brunette is a nursing student at CSU. She has 9 brothers and sisters and enjoys hiking and being outdoors.
Joanna Osterman: This blonde bombshell has 5 brothers! That gal's one tough cookie!
Carey Bray: Sweet, shy Carey moonlights in the Wynnton Preschool from time to time. She is an avid Methodist and has done study abroad in France! Parlez vous Francais!
Kayla Findley: No introductions need to be made here! Kayla enjoys the hectic life of a CCS file clerk and runner. She is practicing her servant leadership skills at CSU and plans to spend her summer in Mexico! Ole!
Meghan Doll: A doll she is! The daughter of a well known automobile mogul in Columbus, she spends her time diligently making strides for the Republican party. She has several siblings, of which she is the oldest.
Molly Baker: Sister of the lovely and amazing Peyton Baker, this 14 year old is mature beyond her years! She frequently babysits for the well known Amos', is a member of Wynnton UMC, and eventually wants to either dance her way to stardom or become president of the United States! She's a go getter, that one!
Theresa Garcia: The oldest of 8 children and daughter of well-known dentist, she has proved her amazing leadership skills. She is a photograph journalism student at CSU and was Annie in the Springer's Father of the Bride.
(I hope you read that like the announcer on the Kennon and Parker Home Show. That was the effect I was going for.)
Anyway, I don't know why I felt compelled to post this. Probably because in the midst of a very hectic day at work, at 11 in the morning, my creative juices are flowing and I'm pretty proud of that. I am so thankful that God decided to instill in me creativity. It's so much fun. So much better than just saying a girls name and giving him her phone number. Maybe it brightened his day a little too. I hope so.
So what if I really did start a babysitters club? I know all of you read at least one of those books. Might be fun. Ha. We could have a treehouse too. Haha. Oh. Ok, back to work.
A lawyer and good buddy of mine called me today asking me to babysit pretty much all day tomorrow (on a Saturday). I told him 'Archie, I'm really sorry for saying no, but now that I've sold my soul to Mr. Jeff Brown 5 days a week, it's hard to let go of those 2 precious CCS-free days.' I told him to have no fear, though, because I have an army of ready and willing babysitters.
Here's the ad I gave him:
Catherine Merrit: This lovely brunette is a nursing student at CSU. She has 9 brothers and sisters and enjoys hiking and being outdoors.
Joanna Osterman: This blonde bombshell has 5 brothers! That gal's one tough cookie!
Carey Bray: Sweet, shy Carey moonlights in the Wynnton Preschool from time to time. She is an avid Methodist and has done study abroad in France! Parlez vous Francais!
Kayla Findley: No introductions need to be made here! Kayla enjoys the hectic life of a CCS file clerk and runner. She is practicing her servant leadership skills at CSU and plans to spend her summer in Mexico! Ole!
Meghan Doll: A doll she is! The daughter of a well known automobile mogul in Columbus, she spends her time diligently making strides for the Republican party. She has several siblings, of which she is the oldest.
Molly Baker: Sister of the lovely and amazing Peyton Baker, this 14 year old is mature beyond her years! She frequently babysits for the well known Amos', is a member of Wynnton UMC, and eventually wants to either dance her way to stardom or become president of the United States! She's a go getter, that one!
Theresa Garcia: The oldest of 8 children and daughter of well-known dentist, she has proved her amazing leadership skills. She is a photograph journalism student at CSU and was Annie in the Springer's Father of the Bride.
(I hope you read that like the announcer on the Kennon and Parker Home Show. That was the effect I was going for.)
Anyway, I don't know why I felt compelled to post this. Probably because in the midst of a very hectic day at work, at 11 in the morning, my creative juices are flowing and I'm pretty proud of that. I am so thankful that God decided to instill in me creativity. It's so much fun. So much better than just saying a girls name and giving him her phone number. Maybe it brightened his day a little too. I hope so.
So what if I really did start a babysitters club? I know all of you read at least one of those books. Might be fun. Ha. We could have a treehouse too. Haha. Oh. Ok, back to work.
January 13, 2009
The LUNCH BREAK Chronicles: Death by Pecan Pie
(I changed the name. Lunch Break Chronicles sounds better.)
Well, you read the title.
Ooey-gooey, buttery, crunchy, flaky DEATH.
It all started after the uber-modern piano and percussion concert last night...
(Live music begins to play in the backgroud. Enter three friends chatting about where to get a nightcap after the show, walking down Broadway.)
How about a Martini or glass of wine at Houlihan's?
Oooo, sounds good.
(Off they go, down the street, past the fountain, across the tracks, through the revolving door, and into the swanky marble-lined entrance.)
Three please.
Is a booth okay?
Sure.
(Down plops the heavy metal menus.)
Can we have a drink menu?
Sure. And here's the dessert menu also.
(Brakes screeeech. All bets are off. She eyes the Martini glass full of cake donut holes with tiny Martini glasses on the side, filled with Godiva white chocolate and Kahlua dark chocolate dipping sauces.)
Oh my goodness, she thought to herself, this night is going to end badly.
I'll have the Chocolate Cappachino Cake with a coffee.
I'll have the same thing.
I'll have the Pecan Pie with a coffee please.
(Suddenly, she retracts. Did I really just order that, she thinks to herself. I could have JUST gotten the coffee. I'm not even that hungry! WHY WHY WHY can't you just say no?!?!)
Oh, thank you. This looks delicious.
(Devouring every bite, she knows she should stop. But she continues. This is certainly no glass of red wine with its 130 calories and 4 measly carbs. No, this is pecan pie in all its glory. Glorious 500 calories, 20 grams of fat, 79 carbs, 33 grams of sugar. Should I go on?)
(Checks paid, goodbyes said, she heads home, happy and full.)
(Cut to morning shower time.)
Lord, please forgive me for my total lack of self-discipline and my glutony. Today will be different. I will strive to please you and I will strive to be healthier.
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January 13, 2009
A man's errors are his portals of discovery.
Pecan Pie Error Discovery:
Even though I messed up yesterday, there's always today and tomorrow to fix my mistake.
Self-discipline is no joke.
I CAN say no.
Surround myself with those who I know will help me in this fight.
Not only do I want to be skinny; I want to FEEL better. Not necessarily feel better about myself, just FEEL better.
So today's been pretty good.
Bowl of Fiber One Raisin Bran and skim, coffee with fat free creamer for breakfast.
Fat free cottage cheese for snack at 10:30 am
Smart Ones Lasagna for lunch at 12:30 pm
2 glasses of water so far.
I plan to have a snack of fat free yogurt and granola around 3:00 pm
Going to have a small chicken breast, brown rice and black beans for dinner around 6:30
Walking at the park for awhile also.
I am going to an American Idol (Yay! so excited!) party tonight. There will be Rotel cheese dip, chips, and chocolate chip cookies. Yikes. Give me a call if you read this today and make sure I'm not giving in. Do it.
Well, you read the title.
Ooey-gooey, buttery, crunchy, flaky DEATH.
It all started after the uber-modern piano and percussion concert last night...
(Live music begins to play in the backgroud. Enter three friends chatting about where to get a nightcap after the show, walking down Broadway.)
How about a Martini or glass of wine at Houlihan's?
Oooo, sounds good.
(Off they go, down the street, past the fountain, across the tracks, through the revolving door, and into the swanky marble-lined entrance.)
Three please.
Is a booth okay?
Sure.
(Down plops the heavy metal menus.)
Can we have a drink menu?
Sure. And here's the dessert menu also.
(Brakes screeeech. All bets are off. She eyes the Martini glass full of cake donut holes with tiny Martini glasses on the side, filled with Godiva white chocolate and Kahlua dark chocolate dipping sauces.)
Oh my goodness, she thought to herself, this night is going to end badly.
I'll have the Chocolate Cappachino Cake with a coffee.
I'll have the same thing.
I'll have the Pecan Pie with a coffee please.
(Suddenly, she retracts. Did I really just order that, she thinks to herself. I could have JUST gotten the coffee. I'm not even that hungry! WHY WHY WHY can't you just say no?!?!)
Oh, thank you. This looks delicious.
(Devouring every bite, she knows she should stop. But she continues. This is certainly no glass of red wine with its 130 calories and 4 measly carbs. No, this is pecan pie in all its glory. Glorious 500 calories, 20 grams of fat, 79 carbs, 33 grams of sugar. Should I go on?)
(Checks paid, goodbyes said, she heads home, happy and full.)
(Cut to morning shower time.)
Lord, please forgive me for my total lack of self-discipline and my glutony. Today will be different. I will strive to please you and I will strive to be healthier.
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January 13, 2009
A man's errors are his portals of discovery.
Pecan Pie Error Discovery:
Even though I messed up yesterday, there's always today and tomorrow to fix my mistake.
Self-discipline is no joke.
I CAN say no.
Surround myself with those who I know will help me in this fight.
Not only do I want to be skinny; I want to FEEL better. Not necessarily feel better about myself, just FEEL better.
So today's been pretty good.
Bowl of Fiber One Raisin Bran and skim, coffee with fat free creamer for breakfast.
Fat free cottage cheese for snack at 10:30 am
Smart Ones Lasagna for lunch at 12:30 pm
2 glasses of water so far.
I plan to have a snack of fat free yogurt and granola around 3:00 pm
Going to have a small chicken breast, brown rice and black beans for dinner around 6:30
Walking at the park for awhile also.
I am going to an American Idol (Yay! so excited!) party tonight. There will be Rotel cheese dip, chips, and chocolate chip cookies. Yikes. Give me a call if you read this today and make sure I'm not giving in. Do it.
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