Monday, December 31, 2007

In Miami

Hey Guys!



I'm in Miami, leaving tomorrow to drive home. Haven't been on my blog or checked anyone's blogs so I hope everyone is well. I will catch up on Thursday.



Happy New Year!

"The Palm" is loving the palms!!

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Christmas night

I had a nice Christmas minus the fact that I gained 500 pounds! I got back to my place, after a hellish train ride, and ran down and up seven flights of stairs. I was dying when I got to top so I only did it once. Blah. I'm going to the gym early in the morning and then I'll be in a car all day. I need to lose the 500 pounds I gained in 2 days.

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone!! (My dad is singing Santa Claus is Coming to Town). We usually get up and open presents but it's a little different this year. It's just my parents and me so we're waiting until my sister gets here with her family. My brother stayed at his house this year, down south.

So, this is it. I've gained 1.3 pounds since yesterday. Love that. More freaking food today and then off to NY and then Florida. I may go for a run this morning because there's nothing else to do, though it's only 26 degrees out. So, maybe I won't go for a run. If I'm feeling nasty when I get back to the city I can run up and down my stairs a million times, okay, more like one because I'll get bored.

Anyway, hope you all have a Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 24, 2007

Christmas Eve!

This is my favorite night of the year. I love the peacefulness of it. The tree, the lights, the music. I love it.

My day started off at the gym, as usual. I worked out and then taught a "killer" class. That's always nice to hear. I have to say, it was a lot of fun and I would have gone for another hour. It was a good workout too. I miss teaching! Hopefully I'll get a teaching job in NYC.

So I walked into the gym and saw my good friend H. I love her. She had just finished teaching a spin class and was standing with two other ladies. She told me I was too skinny and asked if I was eating, right in front of the women (whom I also know). I wasn't really too fond of that. They left and she proceded to ask me if I was eating and how much I weight and how things were going with Charro. We talked for a minute, but it really wasn't the time or place. She did say that "you may have gotten rid of your mom but you haven't gotten rid of me." (Meaning that I may have moved out but she is still watching over me and making sure that I'm ok).

I ended up meeting up with her a couple hours later at a coffee place. We chatted a bit more and I told her what Charro said about the 100 pound thing and she said that she wasn't going to let me teach until I was 100 lbs. Whatever, not like anyone will know if I'm 100 pounds or not.

I love H. to death and she cares so much about me. I don't know why I feel so comfortable talking to her, but I do. I would have liked to talk to her longer but we both had things to do. Hmm, actually I think I'll email her now.

If I don't get a chance to write again, I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas!!!

love, me

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Awkward moment

(And 3rd post for the day)

I was at the grocery store, and not happy about it because I wanted to kill the bitch who took my parking spot in the crazy-ass parking lot (Now I see why people get into fights and shoot people in parking lots this time of year). Anyway, not the point of this. I saw this woman from who used to go to my gym and haven't seen in a while. She said, "You look so skinny. Is everything okay?"

Um, awkward. My answer, "Yes, I just moved to NYC and I can't afford to eat."

Going down

Obviously there are "fluctuations" in our weight, according to Sarah's Aamina and Charro, except they only seem to saw there are "fluctuations" when we gain weight, but when we lose weight, we're disordered! Hmm...

So, I lost a little weight, but I'm sure it's just a "fluctuation." Now, (and probably just for two seconds) I have 2 pounds to gain to make Charro happy. Either that or I lie to her. However, I'm sure that I'll gain weight over the next few days with all of the Christmas food!

I'm off to the gym.

I'll be home for Christmas

I stared out my window for about 25 minutes Friday night. I just did nothing but stared. I didn't want to think. I tried not to think. I just sat there and listened to my "slow country mix," aka "the depressed mix." (I wasn't in the best of moods that night). It was nice an peaceful.
Today, I'm getting ready to go home for Christmas. I have a lot to do when I get home, including packing for my trip to Florida on Wednesday. Yes, The Palm is going to see some palms!! Yay!! I also have to make some more fudge and bake whatever else I deem necessary to bake.
(my mini xmas tree)
Last night I made brownies for the Christmas Tree Guys (CTGs) at the end of my block. I love them and love talking to them. They, actually just one of them really, cheers me up. I enjoy the conversation, and he's pretty cute. Jerome is from Quebec and Francois is from B.C. I like J. the best. We talk everyday so I'm going to miss him when he's gone. :( He's going back home to his wife and 2 kids, whom I bet he can't wait to get back to.
So that's that. I think I'll get on an earlier train and go to the gym at home rather than working out here. I guess I should get ready, if that's my plan.

Friday, December 21, 2007

The Ultimatum

Well, I guess it was bound to happen but I'm not happy about it and I don't quite get it...Charro gave me an ultimatum today: You need to weigh xxx by the next time I see you or I can't continue to work with you. I can't work with you at this weight because you're not working on your eating disorder. If you get to xxx then we can work on other things." UGH!!! First of all she said "your eating disorder" way too many times today. Not only that, she then said "you're anorexia is getting worse." Um, no "it's" not and I do not have anorexia. Ugh!!!

Clearly, not a great day in Charroville. I put my jacket over my face and of course she wanted to know why I did that. Why? Because I HATE talking!! I am not good at it and I hate doing it and I would much rather write than talk!! Maybe I should quit therapy if I don't want to talk. I honestly just wanted to sit there and not talk anymore. I should have. Ugh!!

So I have two weeks to get to Charro's goal weight for me. It's not like I have a lot of weight to gain but I don't see why I have to gain any weight. I'm not unhealthy. She seems to think, well, I don't really know what she seems to think. She said xxx is the very low side of what she wants me at and she really wants me at another number and wants me to stay there. It's not like I'm going to pass out anytime soon. I just don't get it.

So, with that said, here are my options. Just don't weigh myself, which is what I said to her. That way I don't have to tell her how much I weigh. Or, weigh myself and not tell her that I've weighed myself unless I hit the "magic number." Or weigh myself and tell her I did hit the "magic number" even if I didn't. The only problem is that I don't think lying is a really good option. Blah!! I'm sure I'll have more to say about this later.

To top it off, I came home to TWO friggen cockroaches!! [ARGH] I went out and bought roach killer and sprayed everywhere. Please, someone may have to commit me sometime soon.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Happy

It feels really nice to be home. I'm happy. I got off the train last night and my town looked so quaint and pretty with all the Christmas decorations and white candles in the window. I live in a historic town and everyone decorates so elegantly here. I love it and I miss it. White lights everywhere, bags with candles in them leading to peoples' front doors. I love it.

I also bought my favorite tea last night. I got it last year and forgot it was a decaf green tea until I read the box again last night. (I bought some last week and just thought it was herbal tea). It's Candy Cane decaf green tea and I LOVE IT!! I'm going to buy out the store!!

I have my office Christmas party tonight. Let's hope I don't eat "too" much. Let's hope Charro is feeling better so I get to see her tomorrow. Let's hope I don't gain any weight.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Much better

I am home. I went to dinner with some friends and then to the grocery store and then made fudge. Now it's time for bed.

I love Bertha!! I got off the train, got home, changed my clothes and weighed myself and left. Of course I had time to give some kisses to my kids. I'm holding one of them now. Bertha did not let me down. I weighed less than I thought I did and even if it's wrong, I don't care. I am going by what my scale here says. I don't like my new on in NY. I like Bertha!! Of course, I am happy with my weight, Charro on the other hand, won't be. But, maybe I should tell her what I weigh according to B2 (NY scale) and I can go by what Bertha says. I like what Bertha says. Even after eating a huge dinner I am still happy with it. To think, I put myself through such misery last night and this morning because of my stupid scale at my apartment. I think that thing needs to go back to Target.

I just got really tired so I'm going to bed. I have a busy day tomorrow!

My little runaway

I'm going to the gym and running. Running and running and running. Why? Because my stupid scale sucks ass and gives me all these dumb readings. So according to my stupid scale, I gained weight while I was sleeping. I guess it was more like it lied to me last night. So, I'm clearly not a happy person this morning. WTF? Ugh. I just don't understand it. I don't get it and I hate it. Ugh!

I guess I should FFJ this but I really don't want to. To make things worse, I have to go out to dinner tonight and tomorrow night. I hate eating.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

WW III

I'm freaking out for some reason tonight and I don't know why. Well, I ate too much and I hate it. I just weighed myself and I gained almost 3 lbs, but I just drank a ton too so know it's not really weight, but still. I'm drinking tea like it's going out of style right now. It would be quite a shame if I happened to drink too much and then threw up accidentally. I'm sure that won't happen but the thought crossed my mind. I don't know what's going on or why I'm freaking out. I want to go for a run. I want to not eat. I don't know why I did eat. I walked around for over two hours this afternoon and the whole time I was walking back to my place my brain was fighting with itself...Do I stop and get something to eat? No, just go home, you have food there you can eat. Besides, you have to eat dinner tomorrow and Thursday so you don't need to eat it tonight. I went in a few delis and came out with nothing, finally I decided upon a slice of pizza, which I took the cheese off and ate. Then I had some veggies which I had made last night and some pretzels. Ugh, what's up with that? Why? Why did I eat so much? I'm hating myself right now and I hate that. I need to workout extra hard tomorrow. I just want to scream. Why do I do this to myself. It's not like I didn't get a great workout this morning and then I'm sure I burned a lot more calories walking this afternoon. Ugh, if I had Charro tonight, I wouldn't have been home to eat and it would have been much better.

I need to figure out something to do right now before I go insane. Clearly, I didn't feel like making paragraphs.

No Charro today

Charro cancelled for this evening as she is ill. Actually, she left me a message while I was at the gym. How apropos! I had NO idea who it was until she said her name. She sounded horrible. I actually couldn't help but laugh at how funny her voice sounded, and I don't mean that in a mean way. It was just funny, though I do feel bad for her because she sounds like she's dying.

I, however, did not die (Thank God) of Carbon Monoxide poisoning and I awoke to a beautiful sunrise.



I was actually not sure how I felt about going to see Charro tonight. I did have a lot to talk about and didn't at the same time. I didn't/don't really feel like talking about my weight and stuff because she wants me to gain weight and I did gain a pound but now it's gone again, thank God. The problem is that I don't want to gain any weight and she's not going to like the sounds of that. I mean really, why do I have to gain weight anyway? My weight is fine where it is. I'm not wasting away. Okay, so maybe I have to not really eat that much to keep it here but such is life. Oh well.

Okay, now I need to do some work before heading out to do some Christmas shopping.

I woke up...

So I'm off to a good start.

Off to the gym...for 6 days.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Let's hope

I think that my problems here are fixed. Let's hope because I really do want to wake up tomorrow morning. My super moved my carbon monoxide detector and it's not beeping at me. He also fixed my stove because he said there was a smell, which I though I smelled too, not that it was CO because that doesn't have a smell.

So my mom emailed me and asked if I was going to sleep with my window open a bit. I'm not, though maybe I should. I am a little scared about the whole carbon monoxide thing. What if the detector isn't really working. The more I think about it, the more scared I get. I'm afraid, what if I don't wake up in the morning? I guess I wouldn't know the difference but I'm still scared. Maybe I should crack the window.

Now onto lighter topics. I'm hungry and I don't want to eat. What's up with that? Well, I know what's up with that. I don't want to gain weight. I have Charro tomorrow and I'm supposed to gain weight but I don't want to. So, what do I do instead, not eat when I'm hungry. I did have dinner and then a snack after too, two snacks actually, so why am I still hungry? I have no clue. I know I don't like it though.

That's my night in a nutshell.

No, seriously...

I woke up this morning with a headache and feeling really tired. I thought, gee that's weird. So I decided to change the batteries in my carbon monoxide detector. Well, I put new ones in and thing red light started blinking and the beep started beeping and the notification was telling me to "go to fresh air." Sweet, nothing like carbon monoxide poisoning to start your day off. Thank God I woke up, that's all I have to say!!!! Now, I don't know for sure that there is CO in my apartment, but I am having it checked out. Let's just hope the super really checks it out and doesn't half ass it or just put in old (dead) batteries so it doesn't beep. Needless to say, I am going to buy new batteries to put in there before I head back over there to make sure he didn't just blow off the whole situation.

After I got back to the gym, I showered and left to go to a friend's. I took the batteries out so I didn't have to hear the annoying beeping, but put them back in before I left so everyone else could hear it. I ran into some lady in the hall and she was like "what's the beeping sound?" So I said, "Oh, that's my carbon monoxide detector" and told her what happened. She said that her husband thought he smelled a gas-like smell. Well, maybe he did but it wasn't CO because you can't smell or see it. It's the "silent killer."

Let's hope that all is taken care of, including my blown out lights and messed up sink, by the time I get back. Really though, I don't want any CO in my apartment because I would like to live a lot longer. It was kind of scary.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

The saga continues

My heat is off again so I called the weekend super and I couldn't understand a single thing he said to me. I think he may be coming over here but I'm not really sure. I have no clue, literally NO CLUE what he said to me.

I'm tired, I'm cold and I'm getting fat again. I do NOT like the getting fat again part, that's for sure. Ugh, I need to work on that. Right now I'm at the weight Charro wants me to be at but I'm not satisfied with it and I don't want to be at this weight. Perhaps in the morning I won't be, but who knows. I've definitely gained a pound over the past few days and I want it to go away. I better start doing some more working out and walking around this big ole city. Less eating would probably help too.

I need to do something productive now, since I haven't all day.

I hear heat!!!

The heat JUST came back on!!! It better stay on or I will throw myself off the fire escape and I'm on the 7th floor. Maybe I'll take B2 (Bertha 2) with me!

My life is "hellish"

Charro always tells me that my life is "hellish." Well, she's right. I have NO heat or hot water and I'm freezing. I'm just loving life, for so many reasons right now.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

UGH!

My mom asked me to clean out some drawers in the bathroom. I did, sort of. She came home and nagged and complained and was saying stuff and said "You moved out!" I said, "It's not like I'm dead" and she said, "I know you're not dead" and I said, "Maybe you'd like me to be!" She said, "What?" and I ignored her.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH. I cannot take her. We are at each other's throats all the time now. Get me on a freaking train out of here...NOW!!!!!!

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Tree disaster

Our Christmas tree is ugly. It's too small. It has a ton of bald spots. It's crooked. It fell over and all the water spilled on the carpet. I hate our ugly tree. I want a new one. Why did we chop this one down? Because we couldn't find anything big enough, good enough and one suitable enough for our family room. Okay, that's how I felt, not my father and that's how I still feel. I don't like our ugly tree. It's too small!! I am angry with it. I am annoyed with my mother. I am in a bad mood. I need to go back to my apartment. I need to be alone. I need a new Christmas tree.
I have to clean my room, to appease my nagging, annoying mother. I have to shovel the ice, sleet, snow off the driveway so I can please myself and get a workout. I have to bake for my sister's party tomorrow. I have to make pizza for my parents for dinner. I have to do laundry. I just made dinner for myself and I don't even want it. It's baking.
That is my afternoon/evening in a nutshell. Maybe (hopefully) tomorrow will be better.

Weather madness

I just went to the grocery store (I'm home by the way) and it was total madness because we're going to get snow. Oooh! I love how people freak out and have to rush to the grocery store because they think they're going to be house bound for six months when it snows. Hello, this is New England...it does snow here. Shocker!

I got some food for my place, since I don't have any. I think that will make Charro happy, though I just got a couple yogurts, some frozen veggies, grapefruit, and low fat graham crackers. What she won't be happy with, and I have until Tuesday to get it back up to at least where it was on Tuesday, is my weight. It kind of doesn't make sense to me. I actually ate three meals yesterday and my dinner was huge and at 8:3o last night because I was at a party. I was sure that I had gained like 3 pounds and I didn't gain a pound. I was stuffed. I don't know how I woke up at 4 this morning, to go to the bathroom, and felt hungry again. How could I be hungry when I had eaten such a large meal and so late at night? Just proves my theory that eating makes you hungry. Ew!

I got to work out at my gym this morning and it was nice to see everyone. H. asked if I was eating and asked if I had lost weight because she said I looked like I did. I was honest with her. I also told her that I'm not trying to lose weight. I don't know how it's happening, but it is. I'm okay with that it is right now, Charro, on the other hand isn't, and she really wouldn't be if she knew that I lost weight (though not a significant amount) since I saw her Tuesday. Oh dear. I just don't want to gain weight. That's all. I'm back at the weight I was when I first saw Charro. I had gained it back and then lost 5 pounds in the past two to three months. (that is the worst English ever but whatever).

K, I need to do work.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

We love sesssiioonnss

Ugh, I have to go to the gym and I don't feel like it. I was awake from 4:45 AM until 6 AM. That sucked. I'm pretty tired and don't feel like working out, but I've gotta do it.

So, Charro last night. I don't really have much to say about it, but Sarah asked. :) I guess it was okay. I was having hot flashes and thought I was going to pass out. I got in trouble for putting my jacket over my face. She said, "You need to take that off of you. I can't see you." I said, "Is that bothering you?" and she said, "Yes" and asked why I liked it over my head and I responded with "Because I can close my eyes." She said, "Are you trying to sneak a nap in during our sesssssiiiioooonnn?" I said "no" and she said, "You know we don't have to talk." I told her I wanted to talk but I didn't have anything to talk about. She, once again, disagreed with that. I told her that she needed to give me a subject to talk about so she said "Let's talk about your eating. What's going on with it?" Okay, so I get that question from her everytime I go there. Nothing's happening with it. It stays the same. She wanted to know why I was scared of food. I also told her that I bought a scale (and opened it). She wanted to know why because "we had talked about not buying one." Well, I failed that one.

I guess it was a good "sesssssiiiiooonnn." (I still HATE that word). I always start talking more the second half and then wish I could just stay longer. I'm seeing her twice next week since she's not working Christmas week, which is fine because I will be away that week anyway. I like seeing her twice in one week. I think I start to feel more comfortable and tend to talk more.


Oh, she said that once we get past the food and behaviors, we can get to the underlying issues. I was like "do there always have to be underlying issues?" She said, "Not always, but we've touched on yours a bit." I was like, "oh, what are they?" Apparently I don't think I'm "good enough."

I asked her for a copy of my "notes" too so she's going to bring them to me. Yes! She obliged quite quickly too. I was like wow, that was easy.

Okay, I've gotta go run now.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Complaints

I'm in a yucky mood today and I don't really know why. Could be the roach from last night, or my kitchen lights that blew out again when I just replaced them on Friday, or the fact that my fake Christmas tree is crooked, or the fact the I need to find an aerobics teaching job. Eh, could be those things.

I'm going to rebel and not shave my legs today. Why? Because I don't feel like it. Why is my tree crooked? I need to more Christmas decorations for my place. I need to go to the drug store (not the one by me because it's not as good as the other one) to get some more stuff, not to mention some roach killer. So far I've only seen one, let's hope it stays that way.

I need to take a shower. I need to do some more work. I need to get off this chair because my ass is hurting. I need my couch to be delivered tomorrow morning so I can get on a train to go home for a Christmas party.

I think I'm done complaining for now.

I have Charro tonight. Wonder if I'll talk...

Monday, December 10, 2007

I might die

Ew, Ew, Ew. I'm going to cry or die or throw up. A roach crawled out near me and I'm going to die.

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Bertha two

Okay, so I just bought another scale. It's not exactly the one I wanted but it's similar. Ugh. I'm torn. I want to open it and weigh myself but I don't want to open it and weigh myself. I'm not going to open it tonight. I'd like to not open it until after Tuesday if possible. I want to see if I can do this. I know I can, there's just a small part of me that doesn't want to; the part that really wants to know my weight right now.

Ugh, I have so much energy I need to expend right now. I think I'll hang up some Christmas lights. I don't want to weigh myself. I don't want to give in. I feel guilty for buying the scale.

It's all a bunch of stupid crap, if you really think about it. Life is way more important than this.

Saturday, December 08, 2007

There's no place like home

I came home today. I know, I only moved out two days ago and now I'm home. I had to come home for two reasons; to get our Christmas tree and for this party I go to every year. I am not happy with our tree this year. There weren't any big ones at the place and a lot of them were brown, so I had to chop down the best one I could find. I'd say it's only about 9 feet tall. :(.

I went to go see my nephew play basketball this morning. That was very cute. Then my dad and I came home, had lunch, went and got the tree, then my mom and I went shopping for some apartment essentials. Of course the first thing I did when I got how was run to my cats. (I bet you thought I was going to say scale). No no, that was the second thing I did. Just as I suspected, I lost weight. I didn't try to, I just have been really busy and not really eating all that much. Plus, I don't really have any food in my place.

Which brings me to my sesssssiiiioooon with Charro on Friday, in her new-new office. She asked if I had gone grocery shopping and I was like "I haven't even thought about going, to be honest with you. It never crossed my mind." She was like, "Um, any plans on going?" I was "I'm going to go at home," which I was planning on doing but didn't have time to do. Then she felt the need to ask me what I weigh. Um, that's always fun these days. Then she said, "We really need to come up with a number for you to be at. I think you need to be 102, and that's on the low end. I repeat, that's the low end and you need to be there by next week." I was like, "But I'm seeing you on Tuesday and that's only 4 days away." So she said that I needed to be at at least 100 by Tuesday. However, I don't have a scale there so I won't know if I'm there or not. :)

Now I must get ready to go to a Christmas party. So, I probably should shower.

Hope you're all well. I'm not on my computer much these days. No time. I'm still unpacking, organizing, and building furniture. :)

Thursday, December 06, 2007

The BIG day

I turned 30 (wow, that's really weird) and I moved into my new place.

I wasn't going to post tonight but I will. I can't believe that I'm 30. That is really weird. I feel like I'm supposed to be an adult now or something. I don't like it.

I'm laying in my new bed, which my dad bought me last night. I LOVE my dad, and am wiped. It's weird being here by myself, not knowing anyone in the building and not having my cats around. I really miss them but I will get to see them Saturday. They're not moving here until January.

My mom cried when she left today. She proceeded to cry several other times too. That made me sad.

Anyway, I haven't FFJed all day so I better do that before bed.

THANK YOU all for your birthday wishes. I've obviously been pretty busy so I haven't been on the computer much.

xoxo

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Just great!

So, I have no bed. The only thing that I did have and now I don't. I was going to go pick it up tonight from my uncle's storage place, he went to it today and saw that it wasn't there and then remembered that they gave it to my other uncle. So, now I'm freaking bedless. I might as well sleep in a friggen cardboard box outside my apartment. Oh happy day!

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

So, I've decided...

(for now at least), that I'm sick of therapy and don't want to go anymore. I mean, what's the point? I hate talking and I don't talk, so why should I go? It's not like I'm trying to change anything either. Granted there are some days that I do feel like talking, but those are few and far between. I'm sure Charro is sick of me anyway.

Monday, December 03, 2007

Good news, and some other stuff

First the good news. I brought my Squish to the vet. I called and left a message for the doctor on her voicemail, she called back and told me she'd squeeze us in. So, 40 minutes later we were at the vet, she was looked at and given the okay!! I was feeling one of the stitches underneath her skin. It didn't feel like the other stitches and it was much higher up so I was concerned. The doc gave me good news though. YAY!! I am SOOOOO relieved!!! You don't even know.

On to other stuff. Um, I think I lost weight, but not really a lot. I don't know how but I did, but now I feel like I ate a lot today (well, not a lot) so I'm sure I've gained the weight back. I don't really care. I'm not trying to lose weight. Charro said to me the other day, "So are you on a big weight loss kick?" I was like "No, I'm really not trying to lose weight." So, I guess for Charro's questioning sake, let's hope I don't drop anymore weight before Friday because she will definitely ask how much I weigh. It's her new favorite question. Come to think of it though, I won't have my scale in my new place, though I'm planning on buying one. Maybe that will be what I do on Friday morning, go buy a new scale. I just want to find a good one, one just like the big B. (Bertha). So, I guess if I don't have a scale, I can't tell Charro what I weigh because I really won't know.

Which brings me to this; I really think I'm going to have an issue with the whole eating thing in NY. I tend to not eat if there's no food around and I don't know how often I'll really feel like cooking because I won't have the supplies, and I don't want to waste my money ordering out all the time. So, it could be interesting. My goal, surprisingly enough, is not to go there and starve myself. Yes, it used to be but it's not anymore. I'm just afraid that that might happen. With that said, I do NOT want to gain an ounce.

So, that's my concern. Something I've talked to Charro about but maybe something we should revisit.

Now, I think I will look for scales online. :)

I move on Thursday, also my 30th birthday. Fun stuff!! :)

Sunday, December 02, 2007

Not again

I was feeling my cat's leg and I felt a bump. Ugh...I can't do this again. I'm calling the vet in the morning. It's not near the stitches or scar tissue.

Ugh....

And I'm on

(Because I was "off" in my last post).

I'm back from NY. What a full weekend. I arrived on Friday for my appointment with Charro. I got there and I was in a bit of a bad mood because when I got off the subway I didn't know how to get to her office (yes, again). So, when I got there she was like "It's our last time in this office." I said, "Thank God. I hate this stupid place." She was like "Okay, I sense that you're a bit grumpy today." I was like "No, I just don't know how to get here when I get off the subway and it's really annoying and I hate it. At least I know how to get to your new (the new, new) office.

Our session sucked. I didn't have anything to talk about. She questioned why I was moving my leg. "Are you trying to burn calories?" "No, I just don't like sitting still!" I kind of progressively got in a worse mood as our sesssionnn went on. I left and I said, "Now I'm in a bad mood." I was in a bad mood until Saturday.

Saturday my friend and I did a little shopping. I bought a dress and a couch for my new apartment. I had some caffeine so I was REALLY hyper and loving it. I think I like caffeine. Went back to her place and baked, unsuccessfully so I might add. Then we got ready to head out for my b-day celebration. A bunch of us, including my sister and her husband went to dinner. Then we went to karaoke and a couple other friends met us there. It was so great. My sis and her hubby came into the city, and she hates the city, just for the celebration. That was nice of them. (Ugh, a motherly interruption. She's f'n pissing me off and I'm NOT listening to her.)

Okay, my friends are great! I love them. They were all so nice to come out and have some fun with me. (My mom's still talking and I'm not listening.) Okay, let me rephrase that, they're not all that great because they forced me to do shots. I didn't get wasted and I only did like maybe shots and I didn't like them one bit. I don't need alcohol, and I don't need the calories.

So, it was a fun night. I had a good time with everyone and it will be nice when I live there and can hang out with everyone more often. So, I thank my friends, not that they're reading this. Love em!

I'm tirrrrreeeed!