dear diary,
hi.
i feel like i never use this blog to write anymore. sure, i am on it all the time… reblogging photos, quotes, and such. posting instagram images. blah blah blah. but i never take the time to actually write anymore.
weight watchers + pregnant sister = nearly impossible.
so, i’m visiting my sister and it’s really difficult to eat well with a woman eating for two around. i’ve hopefully been doing okay with my points, but i’ve just been eating lots of cool and different foods since i’ve been here and the WW app doesn’t calculate points for Alligator or Frog Legs. haha. oh shucks.
i’ve basically been over-estimating points - just to be safe. i’m hoping it’ll help somehow. we’ll see how our road trip adventure goes tomorrow morning.
i spent the afternoon with my best friend.
and it was a glorious day.
i bought a couple christmas gifts, and bought myself makeup and ended up returning it because i felt guilty. i need to christmas shop for others. my makeup can wait.
anyway… i’m going to sleep all day tomorrow. :)
stupid thoughts of the day.
at work today, one of our usual weekenders was shopping and I ended up cutting her fabric. we got to talking and long story short, she used to be a model. now, this woman has to be in her late 50s now and nearing 300 pounds. something she said to me really stuck: “I used to be thin”. used to…? I NEVER want to have to say “used to be thin”. I want to say “I used to be out of shape.”
maybe it’s the monthly raging psycho hormones that are making me overthink this pointless statement from a stranger, or maybe my newfound desire to take better care of myself… but this has been on my mind all freaking day.
now I’m feeling like I should be more conscious about what I eat and I’m thinking about setting up a daily workout regimen. I never want to say “I used to be thin”. ever.
oh, hate me all you want for this. I don’t want to be disgustingly thin. I want to be healthy. judge all you want. take it the wrong way. get offended. no fucks are given on my side.
on a slightly depressing note, I have to make this stupid Facebook. and I really don’t want to. ugh. ugh. ugh. but! I spent almost 3 hours chatting with my Narmy today and I am going to bed in a good mood! goodnight! :)
