My most favorite picture

I love this picture. I want a big one, framed, for my living room wall. It's a dahlia that my good friend, Jeff Sinnock, shot close range, but it reminds me of the Sydney Opera House. He's got lots of good stuff and really good deals. Got a birthday or a house-warming coming up? Check out his site: www.sinnockphotography.com

Need to whine...

Actually, don't need to; just want to, and it's my blog, so there.

I've written this before, but it's something that's bugging me (obviously, not enough; otherwise, I'd do something about it other than whine) - when I total up what I eat in a day, I don't understand this steadily regaining the weight back. I was down to 170. 170! I was a teenager last time I was 170. And now I'm 195. There. I made it public.

Will this embarass me enough to QUIT STUFFING MY FUCKING MOUTH!?!?!?

Congrats, Saints!

Went to a Super Bowl party Sunday, at Mr. T's house; lots of fun - good company, good food, good libations :) And while I'm not a big football fanatic (Special K is - only reason I know anything about the game), I was very pleased that the Saints won. This will be a good boost for New Orleans and even after all this time after Katrina, they need all the help they can get.

This past weekend was wonderful - it was my happy birthday yesterday! So of course, that made it my happy birthday weekend. K and I actually went out Saturday night - been a long time since we've been able to do that, but since I quite the night club, my weekends are my own again. And the folks were very adamant that we not come this weekend - to take it easy and to make it ours. Which we did.

Why weren't we born rich instead of beautiful?

Liquid Calories

I miss the honeymoon period. I have to be so conscious of what I eat now - and drink. I'm actually starting to figure out it's more what I'm drinking than what I'm eating. While I am eating more than right after surgery, I think it's normal or even below normal, as I still can't eat as much as before. Also depends on what I'm eating - somethings I can seemingly go on and on, while others, after a few bites, I'm done.

I know everything that goes into my mouth counts. Including liquid, even though I've never really thought of it as such. And even though I no longer drink sodas (once in a blue moon, I'll have a little 7-Up - that's it), I still do sugar & non-dairy creamer in my coffee and my wine in the evenings - once in a while, coffee and brandy in the evenings. Once I got past young adulthood (was quite the lush in my younger days), I was never much of a drinker - social more than anything. I'd have a Myers Rum and coke or a coffee drink. Rarely drank at home. But now, it's become a nightly thing. Once dinner is done or if I'm in the kitchen on some baking project or if dinner preparation itself is a lengthy project, I'll have a glass of wine then. And it's not like I'm getting blasted every night - it's usually just a glass or two, and I'm not quite the cheap drunk I was right after surgery, so I can handle the alcohol better.

I've bought Muscle Milk Light. I've made a resolve to drink more water, and while I'm doing better with that at work, once I'm home, I just don't think of it, or if I do, I'm not interested. Never did get good at drinking water, even though I know it's very important for weight loss and weight management.

But wine tastes so much better.