The one New Year’s Resolution I can remember
So I wrote down some New Year’s Resolutions while having a margarita with my husband last week but now I can’t find them and can’t remember what they were. I guess “be more responsible” wasn’t one of them.
A pretty safe guess was that one of them probably involved losing weight, since that’s what I have been vowing to do every new year (OK, every week) since I was 16. Although back then I was just upset about that extra five pounds that I could never seem to shed. Now that I’ve had a baby and the weight isn’t exactly falling off like it’s supposed to after your first child it’s more like twenty five pounds. So when we get back to Austin (we’re currently in Houston) I’m going to start my own modified version of the South Beach Diet. I modified it because I don’t eat fake food – no egg substitute, nonfat cheese and faux butter for me. It should be interesting since my willpower has been at an all-time low lately. I had a big lunch at Katz’s this afternoon and then just got back from an Italitan restaurant where I did my impression of Jabba the Hutt.
On a related note, I may never update this blog again because I have discovered the wonderful world of weight loss blogs. In fact I may never do anything again. For some reason I am fascinated with shows, blogs, or any other documentation of weight loss that involves before and after pictures. I never cease to be amazed at how much a person’s weight impacts every aspect of their life.
OK, I need to wrap up this post because I can’t think. I apologize if any part of this post has been incoherent. I am at my mother-in-law’s house in Houston. She recently took in an elderly friend who needed some help as well as her two cats. So it’s me, J., the baby, his mom, her cat, her friend and her two cats all in a 1,200 sq. ft. house with Everybody Loves Raymond reruns being played at full volume about eight feet away from me. Not exactly a silent bastion of concentration.
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