So, a few things.
1. It is supposed to snow here again tomorrow; 8-12 inches. Excuse me, WTF? It is mid-April, and it was in the low 70's the first 3 days of the week. Now, granted, Eeyore does look cute as pie in his little boots that are not even close to being snow boots but are good enough to totter around in for one's first experience in this world of "nooooooo!" (snow), but it's practically summer, for Christ's sake.
2. I've been doped up for a week now, and although I've read you're not supposed to really be able to tell for 2 or 3 weeks, my impression is that the happy candy is working. I don't exactly feel like myself anymore, as I have not gotten truly mad or even particularly irritated ONE TIME all week. Even in traffic, which is probably a first for me. I mean, I am the queen of giving the finger when I should not, and spewing a long list of the foulest profanities at someone who dares to drive the speed limit in front of me.
This is not actually me on the user-friendly Lexapro, but rather me ... drunk. It's a while ago; who can afford to get drunk when she'll have to get up and feed a baby in the night? But you get the idea.
3. I joined Weight Watchers today. Not my idea of a good time, but it was time to be proactive. I've been working out and eating pretty well, but I haven't lost a pound in 5 weeks. I'm not sure how that can be, but apparently it's not uncommon for oldsters like me who have their second baby. I look like I am sporting a terribly unattractive beer gut. I will spare you any representative photo of THAT.
1. It is supposed to snow here again tomorrow; 8-12 inches. Excuse me, WTF? It is mid-April, and it was in the low 70's the first 3 days of the week. Now, granted, Eeyore does look cute as pie in his little boots that are not even close to being snow boots but are good enough to totter around in for one's first experience in this world of "nooooooo!" (snow), but it's practically summer, for Christ's sake.
2. I've been doped up for a week now, and although I've read you're not supposed to really be able to tell for 2 or 3 weeks, my impression is that the happy candy is working. I don't exactly feel like myself anymore, as I have not gotten truly mad or even particularly irritated ONE TIME all week. Even in traffic, which is probably a first for me. I mean, I am the queen of giving the finger when I should not, and spewing a long list of the foulest profanities at someone who dares to drive the speed limit in front of me.
This is not actually me on the user-friendly Lexapro, but rather me ... drunk. It's a while ago; who can afford to get drunk when she'll have to get up and feed a baby in the night? But you get the idea.
3. I joined Weight Watchers today. Not my idea of a good time, but it was time to be proactive. I've been working out and eating pretty well, but I haven't lost a pound in 5 weeks. I'm not sure how that can be, but apparently it's not uncommon for oldsters like me who have their second baby. I look like I am sporting a terribly unattractive beer gut. I will spare you any representative photo of THAT.
1 comment:
Glad to hear that the happy candy is working. I may pre-order mine to have on hand for the onslaught that November will bring.
Also, I really like your drunk photo! You look really placid and centered. Sadly, my drunk photos would just show half the face of a sweaty woman wearing a scowl from concentrating on how to take a proper photo of oneself. And your skin looks great, too.
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