I only have one thing to say:
You have nineteen-year old twin male lifeguards!?!!!
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I only have one thing to say:
You have nineteen-year old twin male lifeguards!?!!!
Yes indeed! Identical. And they go to my church. They are so adorable, I want to put them on my keychain.
Is it any wonder that I swim all of the time? :o
LOL.. Keychain
Had an excellent swim, although it was twin-less. Two female lifeguards, very nice young women who seem to like me.
I'm back on the potato feast. Why, you ask? Why, after just declaring that I don't need to lose any more weight? Because I have a huge bag of potatoes. I am very cheap. I just spent a lot of money on a car. The idea of eating for the next three days for basically nothing is really appealing. And I am not comfortable rotating the potatoes into my diet with fat and protein. And hey, if I can lose some belly fat, WOOT! I am, however, eating leafy greens, just bare-pawing a handful or two with every meal, and kombucha, which will hopefully mitigate the intestinal difficulties I have had in the past. I'm not measuring the potatoes at all, I am just going to keep eating them until 1) I'm not hungry any more and 2) they are all gone.
It's a beautiful day here, really, really beautiful. Cool and sunny and you can see forever.
Hope the potatoes don't bother you!
I don't know where Pam is. She's getting me worried.
So far so good on the potatoes. No distress. The leafy greens must help because I haven't had any kombucha yet. Don't know why that would work, but I'm not going to argue with success.
Wondering what to do for Thanksgiving. I am working Wednesday night (read: get home Thanksgiving morning at 7:30 AM) and have refused all invitations. It will be me and the carnivores. I can't decide whether to treat myself with tapioca cheese bread crust pizza or treat myself with a ham or treat myself with a prime rib roast. Decisions, decisions. I will probably watch "A Christmas Carol" with Alastair Sim, a classic and one of my all-time favorites. Wine will be consumed and tears will be shed.
Okay, I'm done on the potatoes. I made it 24 hours and then crashed. About 10 PM I got really hungry. I mean starving, like in the old SAD days. I ate a big bowl of potatoes...and felt hungrier. Back a couple of pages I admitted to having no willpower at all. Well, double that! I could have eaten my shoes. I ended up getting a chicken salad sandwich from the caf - did not eat the bread of course, but obviously the SAD mayo couldn't be removed. Then I scavenged some salami and cheese from an ER nurse. No more potatoes for me. I wish it would work but my body just says no. What am I going to do with those potatoes?
[QUOTE=Siobhan;1008687]What am I going to do with those potatoes?[/QUOTE]
Food pantry? Family at church?
The food pantry can't take them (they can't take fresh food from regular people) but there might be someone at church. Or work, come to think of it.
Got home more tired than I have been in ages. Slept for four and a half hours and woke up really hungry. Had my thai coconut chicken soup. That stuff is so, so, so good. I'm not tired of it yet, going to make another batch. I have a confession. Because of the difficulty in getting fresh lemongrass, I bought the already chopped in a tube kind. [SIZE=1]And I like it.[/SIZE] The flavor is great and it is so easy and I can add loads and loads.
I have a very low-brow pleasure in my life right now. I got a magazine at the grocery store called, [I]Apocalyptic Prophecies - Doomsday Stories from the Dawn of Time[/I] It's full of glossy pictures and stories about the Mayan prophecies, the I Ching, etc. It's great fun. Also very diverting!
I forgot to write about the most important thing that happened last night. Mark's post today reminded me. I ate oatmeal. I was desperate. Someone brought in some peaches with oatmeal/granola stuff. Yes, I ate it. You know, oatmeal is yucky. Why did I used to think I liked it? If a food has to drowned in butter, sugar, raisins, cinnamon, etc. to be edible, just leave it. Actually I think that is a fairly decent definition of primal. If you can just eat it plain, it is probably primal. The peaches were okay. It was all horribly sweet, despite her assertion that she hadn't used much sugar. Of course I did not say this to her. I thanked her and told her it was good.