I am tired of eating.
Did you hear me?
My personal trainer (I am SO L.A.) has me eating CONSTANTLY. Small meals interspersed with snacks. And y'all, I'm a waaaaay slow eater.
As soon as I'm done eating breakfast, it's time for snack #1. Shortly after lunch is snack #2. And when I finally finish work and the gym -- guess what! -- it's home. To EAT MORE FOOD for dinner. Gah!
All I can say is, this better work, Personal Trainer, or there will be hell to pay.
No more desserts? Reducing my carbs? Taking away from me all the foods that are good and holy and then making me eat other stuff all day long? (Not bad stuff, mind you, just healthy crap that I wouldn't voluntarily put my tastebuds through on a routine basis.)
I better learn to like all this stuff and see some miraculous body changes, or I'm going to stuff deep friend twinkies down Personal Trainer's skinny little throat and crush her with an elliptical machine.
The first two pictures are not at all goofy. They are beautiful. Here's one of my flower girls/littlest sister Lexi modeling her dress, shoes and hair thingy.
I went to the only bookstore reasonably close to work on my lunchbreak today to see if I could find a book on houseplant gardening since every plant I've ever had has died.
Why isn't there a book called Building a Gorgeous, Lush Garden When You Live in a Tiny Apartment and Possess the Black Thumb of Death?
V for Vendetta is W for WOW!
Unfortunately I don't have a lot of time to talk about all the reasons that The Boy and I loved this movie, will probably see it again soon, and will definitely be buying the DVD, so here is a brief list:
1) Natalie Portman is luminously beautiful and her character is powerfully acted
2) Hugo Weaving rocks
3) The Wachowski Brothers
4) The coolest action sequences since The Matrix (see #3)
5) The message is a terrifying cautionary tale
6) The message made me feel like I'm NOT taking crazy pills, and other people ARE aware of how messed up this world is
7) Did I mention the action sequences?
8) That V sure can handle his knives
9) The tagline of the movie
I'm Pretty Sure I Have Some Kind of Disease
Weddingatosis? Weddingcomingupanolopy? Malaria?
Stomach Ache started yesterday. Accompanied by nausea. Then came the blinding headache. Achiness. Sore eyes. Sore neck. Dizziness.
I went to bed at 6pm, though I woke up periodically to drink some ginger ale (provided by the ever-thoughtful Boy--though he did FORGET THE SALTINES!). At 9:30 I got up and was able to down an English muffin and a glass of ginger ale. Then back to bed at 10:30.
Today I am very pale. More than usual, and usual is practically translucent. I am also achy and have pretty severe vertigo/dizziness/whatever you want to call it. Soreness. Want to go home so badly-ness. I have no idea how long I will last.
Do all brides-to-be come down with this as a result of severe exhaustion from death by details? Or do I have something else? GAH!
Typing this message has worn me out. Must put head down on desk.
Goodbye cruel world.
How to Know That Deep Down, Your Subconscious Really Doesn't Want to Go to the Gym
*Put all necessary gym items in gym bag and place gym bag by front door so that there is no way you can forget it.
*See gym bag by door.
*Grab bottle of water and put into gym bag (so as to promote healthful hydration when exercising).
*Pompously think to self, "HA! I am so smart for putting the bag by the door so I won't forget it today."
*30 seconds later, step over bag and walk out the door.
*Realize this fact about 40 minutes later.