And here I thought Shih-Tzus were bigger dogs, and I wouldn't have to worry about them getting out of the fence where Chica does. But no, my Honey, and now Siobhan, tell me they are small. Yikes!
Okay, on with other matters. Here's how yesterday went down:
Up at 5:30
7:15 1C greens gratin
1 egg + 2 yolks(I have decided I will call this Triclops) fried in
12:45 1 1/2 plates sashimi
too much rice
4:00 2 coco-chocs, 2 clouds
8:00 bites of steak
Water: 10 glasses
Bed at 9:30
I had a headache in the afternoon, a result of the too much rice, followed by sweets, I am certain. Must restrain myself on the rice. (Notice I say nothing about cutting back on coco-chocs and clouds!) It can set me off on the munchies, I think. But, knock on wood, I believe I have broken myself of the automatic creme brulee habit. I thought about it yesterday, but not very hard.
I'm planning an at home day today, with work on projects and plenty of lounging. Tomorrow I begin my February fast. I had thought about maybe putting it off until Saturday. I have my regular monthly meeting with friends tomorrow, and I do NOT want to tell them I am fasting. I decided, though, to go with the Little White Lie. I'll tell the I have begun my Period(I have) and the cramps are bothering me(they are not) so I just feel like sipping some tea(I won't really, I am not a big evening tea person).
Yes, this is not being my Higher Self. That is the way it is going to be, though. I am not up for facing a lot of CW talk. Or even explaining autophagy. I just want to talk friend-talk.
I have yet to decide what I will be doing on Super Bowl Sunday. Break the fast, or no? Two days seems kind of skimpy. I am leaning towards barreling through it, but making snacks for others seems a bit rough in that case. Days to decide, though. And we still don't even HAVE a place to go watch it. None of my friends are remembering my tv-less state and stepping up. We might end up at a BAR! In which case I will be having iced tea, and forcing Honey to eat Buffalo Wings. Not too appealing.