Don't Try This At Home

A few weeks ago, I was in the grocery store making my routine rounds.  This included purchasing a chocolate bar that I use to ward off binges by eating a few squares during the week when a craving strikes.  I am currently high on Green & Blacks Sea Salt and Peanut chocolate bar.  On this particular day, the bars were moved to the top shelf and I was wearing flat gladiator sandals instead of my heels.  I was struggling to reach the bar when I man came up next to me.  I was flabbergasted when he said  " you really need to read the labels on those things because they have a ton of calories" and walked away instead of helping me.  I instantly felt like the fat girl that people mock when they eat candy.


Desperate times call for desperate measures.  Instead of breaking down crying in the aisle of the grocery, I panicked.  My cart started to make a bee line to the baby food aisle.  My brain finally caught up with my adrenaline filled body and I realized that I had read in a magazine at the salon about how celebrities go on baby food diets to lose weight.  The self proclaimed diva celebrity inside had taken over and was putting the recommended 14 jars a day of baby food in the shopping cart.  Thankfully, I had not eaten yet that morning and could start the diet that day.

11:00 am:  3 jars of baby food.  It tasted pretty good.  I was impressed at how enjoyable the banana and oatmeal selection tasted.


1:00 pm:  3 more jars of baby food.  Still tasted good, but missed chewing and did not feel satisfied.


3:00 pm:  Really started to get hungry.  I did not think that eating a cup of 35 calorie popcorn would hurt my diet efforts and it helped satisfy the need to chew.


4:00 pm: Crabbed at my husband on the phone and was so tired that I had to take a nap.  The dog would not even come into the bed with me.  Was I radiating that much negative energy?


6:00 pm:  Cooked my husband dinner.  Ate a jar of baby food while he ate his meal.  Broke down and finished what was suppose to be his lunch for the next day.


Obviously,  that did not last too long.  I needed to come up with a plan that would be more realistic.   My solution was to enlist the help of a personal trainer and count my calories on www.livestrong.com  The first visit with the trainer was brutal!  I nearly passed out while doing squats on the Bosu ball and for the next few days I looked like my 91 year old grandmother when I went up or down the stairs.  I have been complaining about the 20 pounds that I gained last year while receiving treatment for a medical condition. Now, thanks to a rude stranger in the grocery store, I am motivated to make a difference in my life.




Success of the Day: Realizing that there are NO quick fixes
 
Pink Inspiration:  My pink New Balance workout shoes that I am starting not to be able to see when I look down at my feet

Striving to be Pink in a Gray World: Guests and Fish

Striving to be Pink in a Gray World: Guests and Fish: "Ben Franklin is credited with the quote, ' guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days.' However, I did not find this to be true whe..."

Guests and Fish

Ben Franklin is credited with the quote, "guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days."  However, I did not find this to be true when my younger cousin from Savannah came to visit for a week.  It was refreshing to see him blossom from the belly bump on his mother to the worldly young man he is today.  My husband and I truly enjoyed his company.What did stink was the tuna fish disaster that I encountered three days into him being in town.  


We were enjoying time at my parents' pool.  The fun in sun made us hungry, so this fabulous host made tuna sandwiches.  I rinsed out the cans in order to prep them for recycling.  My parents were hosting a BBQ in my cousin's honor later that day and I did not want the fish to smell up the kitchen.  So, I decided to run the garbage disposal.  However, the disposal cover was missing and I did not want dirty tuna water to splash up onto me.  In order to solve this dilemma with Sherlock Holmes sleuth, I put the tuna can over the disposal hole to prevent a fish water shower and turned it on.  The power sucked the can down and it got stuck.  I immediately asked my father for a pliers.  His response "What did you do in my kitchen now?"  Everyone was laughing as he removed the can except him.


The following day, like fish on a mission to more fruitful waters, we crossed the Detroit River into Canada.  My husband, cousin, and self had a fun getaway to Caesars Windsor Hotel and Casino. We enjoyed a night of gambling, fine dining, and relaxation.  Overall, it was a great trip, except for the return home.  We were stopped at customs and our car was searched.  After fishing through our luggage, the female guard gave us a hard time about the amount of items we had.  She asked " Are you sure you only stayed one night?  You have a lot of stuff for a day trip."  Really?  Has she never encountered a Greek and an Italian metro sexual travelling with  fashionista before?  I would have hated to see what would have happened if my cousin brought his large full size suitcase like he wanted.  Thankfully it wouldn't fit into the sports car.  

Success of the Day: Discovering that being a slave to fashion may land one a spot in prison
 
Pink Inspiration:  The pink carry-on suitcase in the trunk that actually contained my husband's clothes because HIS belongings would not fit into a tote bag