A Big Ol' Shame Cycle

I just finished stuffing my face full of corn muffins. That's not dirty code for anything except weight gain. I seem to be eating a lot lately. And by lately I mean, pretty much since I learned I was going to move. That's not good for my figure, unless pear-shaped has become a more popular figure since the last time I checked. Oh well. Zach says that if I want to lose weight I will. I hope that starts working out soon. I hope that the wanting starts to outweigh the calorie intake - pun definitely intended.

But enough about one of my many flaws. I just want to throw that out there so that when I come home and people who haven't seen me in a long time see me - they won't be too shocked and awed. Or perhaps the next two months will be fueled by will-power and I'll be closer to my weight on Uranus. If you bother to figure out the conversion rate, you'll see that I'm not even aiming that high.

The weekend is almost over. Sunday night used to be the worst night of the week for me when I was a kid. There was a period of time, maybe 2 years? A year? I don't know. I think I might have been anywhere from 7-10, I'm not sure, somewhere in there. In that period of time I used to have nightmares every single Sunday night. I would try to go to sleep, but I would always have horrible dreams. I can remember one in which I was a fly and a farmer was trying to kill me. It doesn't seem that scary when I describe it, but I know that it messed with me big time. And to this day, I hate farmers. No, just kidding. Farmers are ok. But that's pretty screwed up, right? Sunday has never been my favorite night.

Sunday Night is continuing to be a pain in my ass as it's Sunday Night Football. What happened to the man I fell in love with? The one that didn't have an appreciation for any sports? Where's that guy? And who the hell replaced him with the dude sitting on my bed, monopolizing my tv with football games? When did that happen?

Speaking of when did that happen, I'm going to try to make up for my lack of recent motivation and get in gear this week. We'll see. Most likely I'll just continue to be lazy (and likely to eat more), but perhaps this will be my week. Maybe I'll be really active and lose some weight this week. I guess a girl can dream.

Thanks for listening out there in cyber land. Hope this weekend is treating you well. Let's make this next week a great one. Or not. The choice is yours. Thanks, Mr. Knight!