So K and I went grocery shopping today. I got fruit and veggies, light soy milk, calcium-fortified orange juice, fat free cottage cheese, all natural jam, which were all on my list. And in a moment of weakness, chocolate graham crackers. I was hungry, and I haven't had chocolate graham crackers in a long time, but I knew they taste good. So I put them in the cart, like everything is fine. We go up to the check-out line, and as I am putting my food on the weird counter thing (a belt that moves the food along like a factory line? So weird. I have always thought this), I kid you not, the corner of the graham cracker box where it is supposed to say "Taste the difference of 5g of whole grains!" says "Nothing tastes as good as thin feels". And then I do a double take, and it says what it is supposed to say.
I wanted to put them back. I knew Ana wanted me to. But the girl was about to scan the box. What kind of nut-job would I have looked like if I ripped the box out of her hands and ran off to the cracker aisle to put them back? So the offending box is sitting happily unopened in the cabinet in the kitchen. I am contemplating whether or not to eat them. Graham crackers are not a binge food for me, so I know that area will be fine.
I didn't eat dinner. I didn't eat much of anything except for a bagel this morning, with coffee and soy milk. My hands were shaking as I was trying to make outlines of my notes while studying this evening. I didn't feel like I had enough strength to hold the pen. So I put my stuff down and watched a movie.
I am getting my hair cut and highlighted tomorrow. I love getting pampered :)
Love you, Skinnies!
~Sottile
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Panic attack is exactly right! These things are NASTY. They're pretty much indigenous to the south - Texas, Louisiana area. Most people have never even heard of these horrid things. But ooh are they horrible. And they're loud, too! You can hear them crackly walking around when they get into your room, and you know you better get up fast and turn on the light before they get out of sight!
ReplyDeleteYou're lucky the bugs are killed off. Mosquitoes and flies such are still alive and well, even with the snow and whatnot. They're just slower and a little crazy in the head. Like they fly in funny patterns indoors and are no longer afraid of humans. Not good. Oh well, at least our winters are a bit shorter. I cannot wait for summer again. I live for summer. When I can come alive again! Come out from the blankets and get some energy back and actually do things that I need to do.
I hate winter oh, so much.
How are you doing? Keeping warm?
Oh, I am so the same. Math and science all the way! I don't think I could be creative to save my life, unless you could count awkward stick figures... :\
ReplyDeleteOoo, so lucky! You DO sound warm! My house is very old, so no central heating. We did used to have gas heating, but the pipes were so old, that we had to have them shut off. So now it's down to electric space heaters in bedrooms (which do precious little) and a fireplace in the living room. And, of course, anyone with and eating disorder knows it's that much harder to stay warm. But I can't shout that from the rooftops, so I have to just huddle under the (also freezing) layers of blankets, which don't seem to do much. I'm really thinking of an electric blanket, but they make me SO nervous, that I'm still very unsure. I wish I had the forethought each night to stick some bricks or stones in the oven to warm up, and then wrap them in towels. Oooh, wouldn't that be lovely! That would warm up some chilly blue feet! Mmmm...
It is so nice to have your hair done, is it not? It feels so good an tingly having people play with your hair for no reason other than that you want them to! Have fun with that, Sottile!
Aw, thanks, dear, you are so very sweet. And supportive. Much more so than I am to myself, I suppose. Maybe I might get to 115 soon? I don't know, it's just so soon, and I'm not thin enough yet. That is my lowest weight, and I'm not low-weight-looking. Other than when I was a preteen, of course, I've never been below 115 pounds, EVER. I can't imagine it. I don't want to jinx myself by even just thinking about it. I'm afraid I might put on 5 pounds just contemplating the possibility! Does that make sense? Have you ever feared that?
ReplyDeleteI love people playing with my hair, too! It feel so wonderful. Sends tingling sensations all around my scalp and down my back. Better than orgasms, I'm sure. I'd marry a man, not to have sex, but if he promised he'd play with my hair and scratch/tickle my back instead of sexual pleasures! Oh, if only... *wistful smile* But the world isn't made that way, is it?
I bet you look so cute with highlights!
The reason I weigh with clothes on sometimes, is because if it's a higher weight, then maybe I can attribute it to the clothing. But if I'm completely bare, then I have nothing to blame it on but my own eating. Bad little habit of mine.
ooh have fun getting pampered. im saving getting my hair done for my next goal weight.
ReplyDeleteyou can defeat the crackers!
stay strong
meg