Thoughts I've thunk this past week:
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I've been talking myself out of eating unhealthy snacks. Sometimes my willpower wins; other times my cravings do.
(My willpower, when it comes to snacky-snacks this week, is mediocre at best. Humbug!)*
I've been making myself work out more than usual this past week.
(Very likely because my dumb old willpower is all willy-nilly.) Praise me!
I got up early to lift yesterday morning. And I worked hard enough that I'm rather sore today!
Then I went to Zumba last night where I burned what felt like one zillion calories. I sweated buckets--likely because I'm not particularly watching my carbs. I love carbs. I daresay "carbs" is my favorite food.
*I've been thinking, of late, how
it would be neat to have a husband, and the reasons are twofold.
(Honestly, there are a lot of reasons marriage would be stellar, but these are the two reasons that got me wishing for one this week.) 1) I could think about having babies.
(There. I said it. On the interweb, for all the world to read. Gah!) 2) We've gotten lots of snow this past week, and
it seems like men are naturally good at shoveling snow.
(I'm not wrong, am I?)*
I've been reading Mockingjay, the final book in the Hunger Games trilogy. I read the first two (
The Hunger Games and
Catching Fire) in five days. Total.
(I feel quite certain that President Snow is among the wickedest characters ever written, you know? He's bad news!) I'm roughly half-way through and will likely finish it this weekend.
*Lately
I've been wondering about the size of my bladder. I estimate it to be perhaps the size of a walnut?
(This next part is going to seem really off-topic, but hold tight; it all ties together in the end, I assure you.) Things get uncomfortable at work.
For a handful of silly reasons, we moved out of our awesome building about 18 months ago and landed in...another building to pass the time. It's great, in that it has provided us a place to work with our clients...but I do not love said building,
for a handful of silly reasons. And also because the bathrooms there are yucko. I avoid the restrooms at work if at all possible...which is why I've considered bladder-size of late; because these days, it seems, I've had to use the facilities at least once a day. We move back to OUR BUILDING
(our lovely, glorious building!) in just over a week. My bladder and I are thrilled--
for a handful of silly reasons.
(TMI? Deepest apologies.)*
I've been watching LOST on DVD with the Brookes in my life. We're in season 4--and it seems that there's quite a bit I had forgotten since finishing off season 3 several months ago. But then I watched
this clip and felt pretty up-to-speed. As I've been watching, I've thought
(a number of times) that LOST is a terrific name for this show, because it doesn't answer questions so much as present
new questions. Also, every time Jack's face appears onscreen, I think
(aloud), "I want to make out with him."
(Something about his rugged good looks?) Also! I've said it from the beginning when I started with season 1 sometime last year:
There's not NEARLY enough hugging on that island! Of what I speak is true!
*Over the course of the past few weeks,
I've pondered the awesomeness of gloves. It's no secret that I have
crappy circulation and gloves/mittens are stellar little accessories.
They warm up my fingers enough that frostbite & amputation aren't a real threat! (It's just too bad I've only remembered to grab a pair of gloves thrice in the past few weeks...)*I'm still lovin' the Cheerios. Particularly the Cinnamon Burst, but also indulging in Chocolate Cheerios when the mood strikes.
It might be an obsession with me...
Over and out.
