Too Many Books

I think I just had a huge endorphin rush when I opened this new post. So much to share... where shall I start? The Good The Bad I went shopping for clothes on Sunday, as I no longer own pants that both zip and fit. I've been wearing maternity pants ever since I went back to work last month, and it's getting a bit ridic. However, it made me sadspice to purchase pants in a double digit size. Gone are the lovely size 6 and 8 pants that I was able to wear this time last year. Hello, size 14. That's right, I said it. Size 14. Now, before you dub me a vain cow instead of just a cow, keep in mind that while I was in college I gained the freshman 15 during each of my four years. Back in 2002, I weighed more than I did when I went into labor in 2010. I spent the better part of my twenties losing my college weight. I did not want those pounds back. (I should have thought more about that while I was feeding my pregnant face with cheese danish.) So, anywaddle, after m...

Uncool Things About Today I was supposed to have my second baby-doctor's appointment today, but apparently, my OBGYN has more patients than just me, and one of them decided to go into labor. Sadly, I busted my hump to get out of work with enough time to scarf down a bite to eat before my 2:00 appointment time, and didn't get the voicemail about needing to reschedule the visit until I was pulling into the frakking parking lot. Oh well. Cool Things About Today Since I'd already broken out of the office (okay, the bank branch, but doesn't "the office" sound cool-er?) I decided not to go back this afternoon. I'm working the Saturday morning hours, so I don't have to use personal time -- I just won't get any overtime this week. With free time in front of me, I drove around in the late May heat with my air conditioner cranked and my sunglasses on, drinking iced tea and making eyes at hot boys in hot cars next to me at red lights. (Can't s...

Seriously, I can't even blog during lunch anymore. (I now spend the whole time feeding my face.) Here is my usual food routine: breakfast number one gingerale crackers coffee or cola -- my only caffeine of the day breakfast number 2 nutri-grain bar probiotic yogurtish shake string cheese yogurt (unless it's "fruit on the bottom." gag me.) lunch healthy choice steamer meal and a whole wheat bagel with cream cheese or a whole wheat bagel with mozarella cheese and roasted garlic hummus tortilla chips more string cheese raw veggies with obscene amounts of green onion dip water afternoon work snack carrot sticks oyster crackers almonds granola bar dinner whatever hubs cooks for me. Monday it was Five Guys Burgers and Fries, last night it was pizza rolls. Tonight, he's grilling brats and we're having potato salad on the side! dessert cheesecake ice cream sammies night time snack toast more string cheese half a pbj ...

It was Free Pastry Day at Starbucks. My thighs are not as excited about this as the rest of me. In fact, my thighs wanted to know, did you not just feed us a bacon, egg, and cheese bagel from Panera? Are you out of your damn mind? To my thighs, I responded, But, it was an asiago bagel! All bets are off when there's asiago involved. And it was breakfast and lunch. I'm not going to eat my free pastry yet, so step off. I'll put it in the fridge, and heat up that flaky, free croissant later -- like for dinner or something, when I will unabashedly smother it with either hubs homemade chicken salad or a giant gob of butter. My thighs weren't done. Are you aware that bathing-suit-season is just around the corner? Do you not recall that picture your husband took of you walking down a honeymoon beach a mere eighteen months ago? (You know, the one in which we had a striking resemble to cottage cheese?) Me: Hey! We promised to never bring that up again! What happened...