Wednesday Weigh-In: 12/23/09 & Happy Festivus!

143.2 lbs. Pretty much a maintain and nothing to show for it. I never did have that eggnog this past weekend because Bobzilla has been sick with a head and chest cold. It was a pretty vanilla weekend of homemade chicken soup and movies. Even the candy cane I was going to eat is still sitting unwrapped on the counter. And now I'm fighting off Bob's plague and don't have a taste for anything. It's like deja vu from last month with this sickness. Everyone I know around here is getting sick over and over again. Doesn't matter how healthy or "fit" you are. I swear, we are one rogue monkey away from THE superflu.

Tonight I'm making Italian amarettis, using an original recipe from the family's favorite local baker. We had to get really creative to get the recipe, so I cannot share. Ancient quido secret. But rest assured that these cookies are delicious.

My BFF gave me an early Christmas present: A fetish Zombie Destroyer outfit. I am in heaven. It even has extra pockets along the sides for weapons! And I look pretty bangin' in it. I thought about posting a picture of me wearing the kinky zombie gear in lieu of the standard bikini/bathing suit "after" photo. But really, it isn't appropriate. So, that's that.

Hope everyone has a great holiday weekend. Sin, but in moderation. Yeah, right.

Wednesday Weigh-In 12/16/2009 and Biting Through My Wrists

Down to 143.4 lbs, a little over a pound loss. Things should be leveling off here soon. I'm kind of jazzed about starting the New Year more or less in maintenance mode. Nice timing.

Little Sis is now out of the hospital. She was in there longer than any of us expected, I guess because we all underestimated the seriousness of things. Plus she was isolated from family (limited visiting hours) in a loud wing with an uncomfortable bed and getting more depressed every day. But, she's out and now on a path to a healthy new life. I hope. She has to navigate herself through this. Before her health and then body took a turn for the worse, I picked her up some "fun" gifts. Now I wish I hadn't and instead opted for such things as, a workout DVD, hand weights, a heart monitor, some cool workout clothes. I still feel uncomfortable doing that, though. Most of us don't like the subtle (and not-so subtle) hints that we are fat and unhealthy. I know I didn't. So, I don't volunteer advice, except occasionally on weight-loss blogs.(which is a different context anyway). I don't give gifts bearing thinly-veiled messages. But in this case, when she needs it and HAS to do it, well, that's more complicated. I should just suck it up, put on the bossy big sis hat and do it. The worst that will happen is that she'll be irritated that I'm nagging her. She would take it more personal if, for instance, a stranger did the same thing.

The last two weeks have been a whirlwind in other ways, most of it office -related. I was running around like a mad monkey meeting all sorts of crazy ass deadlines, court appearances, etc. The last of the fire drills ended this afternoon. Shit. I probably shouldn't have said that. My desk will probably hold steaming piles of paper turds when I go back in tomorrow morning.

I realize as I'm typing this that I am tired to the point of being retarded. I haven't thought about dinner and can't remember what I'm supposed to do tonight. Wait, I remember! Watching Food, Inc.

Oh, an advance confession: I will be going to the Velvet Tango Room to indulge in a real eggnog. That's right. Raw egg, cream and all. But since I haven't been engaging in abnormally bad behavior during this season, what the hell.

And for some advance holiday cheer, here's a creepy tree Santa I found at the local Marc's:

He had yellow eyes, so help me God. Yellow eyes!

Wednesday Weigh-In and Pre-Holiday Fire Drills

Well, I'm down another half pound, to 144.6 today. That's perfectly fine. I doubt I'm going to be losing much more for a while, only because it looks like I'm getting close to where I want to be.

You'd think with the holidays, there would be major slacking in legal-land, but not so. I have to finish up my last remaining Continuing Legal Education credits, which means several days of BORE-ing seminars. And there are brief deadlines up through the end of next week. Presently, I have two word processing windows open on my computer screen, my email server up in another window, a browser window open to an on-line legal database and another on a court docket, and then this window is up for my blog. I'm running this computer into the ground. Poor thing.

And my poor sis has been sick and in the hospital since Monday, putting me in anxiety mode for a while. But no boo-hoos or condolences are necessary. She's getting better every day. The food does suck, I am told. So I'm not going to complain about my mediocre, over-microwaved chicken 'n green beans I'm trying to force down at the moment. People in bare-ass hospital gowns would take a dozen IVs if they could have my food. We should all be grateful.

Wednesday Weigh-In: 12/2/09 and Ugh.

145.2 lbs, down about half a pound from last week. Post-Thanksgiving, so I'll take it!

I don't talk about TOM because it doesn't have a lasting effect on my weight gain/loss, but....



....I feel like doing this to my uterus today:

Artwork by the twistedly talented Lacey.

But, with a spork to make sure I've removed everything.