It's freaking 9 o'clock and I haven't blogged yet. I was going to skip but because of my "problem" also known as "that girl is crazy" syndrome, I decided to go ahead and update. Other than my usual Sunday gluttony, there isn't too much to report. My mother made a delicious breakfast and coincidentally, it was my turn to bring breakfast to church so I brought doughnuts. Much to my surprise, I only ate one doughnut and it was a mini-doughnut. It was lunch and dinner that got me. I had lunch with the Pittman family and they had barbecue. I ate so much. It has been a really long time since I've eaten barbecue so I buried my face in a bucket of sauce and had not one, but two brownies. They were small. I'm sort of embarrassed but that's what happens every Sunday. My mom and dad grilled chicken and had hashbrown casserole AND peanut butter pie. I am now currently molded to my couch, leaned over with an awful pain in my side and I'm pretty sure the only removal procedure would be the jaws of life. I am looking forward to tomorrow because I don't have to work but the problem is I will be left here sitting...thinking...I wonder what I can eat around here for one point. It wouldn't be a problem except I do that about every 30 minutes. I will try and keep myself busy as to keep my mind off food which actually means I will lay in bed and watch Food Network, wishing Giada was making lasagna in my room with porn music in the background (You will only understand this reference if you actually watch the Food Network). I know that as a "diet blogger," I should tell you that I resisted temptation today but this is real. People that are trying to lose weight are faced with the fact that everyone around them is eating awesome food and you aren't. That's it. There is no sugar coating. Last night, I grazed a little when it came to crackers and snack food but I don't think I went over but I can assure that it was VERY difficult not to. Today was a different story...but that is what cheat day is for right?
Well, Alabama won even though they had me scared for a few minutes. The next few games should be a bit less stressful, I hope. I also think I convinced my mother not to make ribs tomorrow. We will see what happens, I'm hoping it's nothing too intimidating. Tomorrow I may talk about bringing your own food to places because I think it's important to make sure you have options at work parties, social events and even when you are just going to dinner. Yah...I think I'll do that...not that I plan what I'm going to write...I would never be that OCD in planning...just like I don't plan what I'm going to wear for the week...that would be weird.
What I want to know is how do you know what porn music sounds like? HA!