Leave me alone, Godiva!

godivaAlways taunting me. Sitting on my dresser, seducing me in that red box. Knowing very well I won’t rest until I know what flavor is in the white square, drizzled in chocolate. Is it caramel, cherry, or maybe more chocolate? All I do know is that I’m trying to lose weight. Seems I’ve put on a few extra winter pounds, and with all this hot weather we’ve been having, less-bulky shirts are saying I need to do something now about it. Or that muffin top is going to blow!!

8ac0050c766d06e4d776ce2baef477cc18803f9313c36d5bdd1f1775c7f4e612I hate water. Well known fact since I was a small child and always offered it at the dinner table. Which explains why I can live on less than 8 ounces of liquid a day. I simply refused to drink when I was little. They could have that water. I saw how it freely poured from the sink. Who doesn’t give away the crappy tasting junk? You don’t see soft drinks pouring out of taps, do you? No, because that has flavor. Anyway, I’ve consumed water this week. It wasn’t pretty. I boasted to my better half that I drank a trial sized one with lunch. He wasn’t impressed. So the next day, instead of popping the top to a Coke, I drank a 16 ounce water. It wasn’t pretty, either. I held my breath for pretty much the entire time, imagining myself in a desert where I was begging to drink anything. The next day I fell off the water wagon. I’ll try again later.

the-package-1f-366x366So I did a photo shoot today. Another thing that ranks high on my ‘most hate to do’ list. (I’m trying to curb my complaints, as well as my soda intake.) I don’t like it because number one, I feel extremely fake, and two, I don’t like to see myself in pictures. My nose looks big, my eyes look bigger, and then there’s the muffin top. Which, by the way, it was only headshots, but I could see extra weight in my cheeks. Is that possible?

The warm weather is blowing away tonight. The noise of the wind is pushing against all the windows, making it feel much colder than it actually is. Tomorrow the jackets will probably be sent away, and the coats brought out again. I’ve still got allergies making my eyes itch until they bleed. I had to go out and get Visine this morning. I’ve used my allotted amount already, and I still want to dig them like dirt.

I’m working on revisions tonight. Pretty safe to say I’ll change everything I wrote only days ago. Moods do that to you. Anyway, I hope everyone has a great rest of the weekend. I’ll try and stay warm and not blow away! 🙂


Sneaky Eater

Closer-cookie.jpgI just cleaned my room and discovered I can no longer close my nightstand drawer–it has too much candy inside it. Shamefully, I hung my head and then threw my hip into it! I wondered…do I have a problem? And then I remembered that I live with 5 sets of sticky fingers. Ones that like my taste in snacks. Okay, not really snacks. Candy…in the shapes of Sweet tarts, the really big ones. I enjoy the purple ones. Then again, I love anything grape. I usually throw out the yellow ones. I detest all things yellow, usually. And then I have Zotz, Chunky bars, Lindt balls (sea salt favorite), and Sixlets. All of them living comfortably beside where I sleep at night.

I am a huge fan of “The Closer.” Brenda Lee has the same fetish, but for different reasons. Although I can never see what she’s eating in those foil covered packages. I have no idea what it could be.

And then, of course, we have Barbra Streisand in The Mirror Has Two Faces. Another favorite of mine. She’s always stashing and eating. What can I say? It’s a cozy thing to do. Hide and sneak. Plus no one ever eats my goodies. It’s a well known rule of the house. Unless I donate freely. Like when my daughter comes with puppy dog eyes and asks for a sweet tart. Can I deny a little girl who wants the yellow ones?

And so I segue into my New Year’s resolution…running two miles a day. Okay, so two miles sounds too far just typing it. I’ll start with running half a mile and walk the other half. Then I’ll graduate to the one and a half mark…maybe two times a week. Either way, I’m shaking off some of this sneaky weight I’ve gained. Who knew it would “sneak” up on ME?

I will keep you posted on my progress. I’m pretty sure I’m going to start this thing on Monday. Oh wait, that’s a holiday, right? Okay, Tuesday it is! And I’ll even donate a box of candy to the troops out in the living room. The entire box of Good and Plenty I found in the back:)