Have you heard of the new swine flu party fad? What’s that all about? Crazy. Anyway, Len and I finally arrived home-it was a slow, slow drive due to the snow. Luckily he doesn’t mind driving in it otherwise we’d be trapped at his mom’s house. Oy. I am too anxious to handle the snow. We left the house without eating breakfast and around 12 I noticed a bag of dark chocolate covered almonds and cranberries in the back seat. They were a gift that I somehow forgot about. So not like me. I snacked on a handful of those to hold me over till lunch. Then I threw the bag out in fear of eating the whole thing. I was praying that Len wouldn’t ask for more.
About an hour later we stopped at Subway where I got that tuna salad I wanted earlier. I’ve mentioned this before but I hardly ever eat fish because I think they are such a gross looking animal and I cannot help but think of the fish as a whole when I’m eating it. About half way through the salad, I felt like I was licking the walls of an aquarium because it tasted like salt water. Ew. I did eat most of the veggies though.
I was desperate to return my Patagonia jacket so after we got home and unpacked, we headed back out. I was torn between getting the original in a smaller (mens) size or getting the womens brown jacket with no pocket. I kept trying one on after the other and ended up walking out with the original. Unfortunately I feel like a big fat marshmallow in it so I’m going back tomorrow for the brown one. Those jackets are not cheap so I want to absolutely love it. After Patagonia, I went to Trader Joes where I spent 100 bucks on nothing. If I was anorexic I would be rich. I swear, all my money goes to food. I found awesome 45 calorie low carb whole wheat tortillas. I had two of those for dinner with refried beans, avocado, black olives and spinach. I also had three gummy bears and two of Lens Portobello mushroom raviolis (also from TJ’s.-so good.) I bought spinach, bananas and almond milk for tomorrows green monster. Boo yeah.
I am contemplating joining Weight Watchers tomorrow. I want to bribe myself somehow. Like, if I follow the program for two weeks, I can go buy myself new sneakers. Maybe after a month I can get a massage. Not sure where all this money would come from but we can deal with that later. All I know is that there’s a carrot cake whoopee pie in my cabinet and it just called my name. Not sure how long I can fight it’s cat calls. We’ll see.