Since my last weigh-in, the lab's client newsletter has been shipped off to the printer, I made a whirlwind trip to Chicago to assist with my friend Gina's first dance recital since opening up her own studio this summer, Luke has gone to and returned from South Carolina, and my body has survived various pokes and prods from three different doctors wanting to check my vision, update my "skincare recipe," and evaluate my special place. We also attended Luke's company Christmas party at a fancy schmancy restaurant in downtown Indianapolis, where in the presence of his coworkers I managed to splatter steak sauce all over my (of course) white blouse.
I also gained one pound.
LAST WEEK'S WEIGHT: 135
CURRENT WEIGHT: 136
POUNDS TO GOAL WEIGHT: 11
Is anyone really surprised here? I've abandoned the Y the entire month of December to inhale Steak 'N Shake burgers after eleven-hour work days like it's my job or something. (Eat burgers like it's my job, not work like it's my job. Work IS my job. Whatever, you know what I mean.) Confusing things even further is the fact that, on Monday, the Homie Don't Play That Nurse assisting with my annual exam weighed me in at 134. This indicates one of two things:
- My analog scale is no good, useless, absolute crap
- I gained three pounds in two days
It's totally the first one, right? Totally.
This sobering news was thankfully balanced out a couple of hours later after a follow-up phone call from the nurse, armed with the results of my latest cholesterol test. You'll be happy to know my LDL has dropped five points since February and my overall total is finally (just) under the two hundred mark. General Mills was right: eating Cheerios really CAN make a difference!
In other news, it's during times like these I'm truly grateful for weekly columns, because otherwise I might've been tempted to opt out of blogging for the remainder of 2006. As it currently stands, though, you can depend on at least two posts a week dealing with the contents of my caboose and the consequences of premarital sex. Still working on the master love song play list, but there are a few people I haven't heard from, and at least one of the play lists were incomplete, leaving me to search for song and/or artist information. My goal is to post whatever I have before Christmas. Seeing as the Word document storing all these cheesy gems is already six pages long, I'll post it as a PDF, but not before I curse out all of you who requested a master list in the first place. Seriously. That wasn't very nice.
You look fabulous. Can't wait to see you Saturday. ;)
Posted by: Samantha | December 20, 2006 at 05:10 PM
Ahem, I think that it was your mother-in-law that wanted the Cheesy Love Song list. Okay, maybe not but I validated the idea.
Ooops...I am very happy with my bonus Cheesy Love Song CD. Thanks, Frema
Posted by: mjd | December 20, 2006 at 07:18 PM
LDL's are related to the amount of physical work that has been done. Trips to the Y have help bring that number down. Good job. Keep at it.
Posted by: daddy d | December 20, 2006 at 07:34 PM
Great job with the cholesterol and with the real weight loss...I think your scale is off. Anyway, you look fabulous I'm sure. Probably much better than me since every single day I have treated myself to multiple holiday treats , each time using the "Christmas is only once a year" excuse. Too bad I also use the "there are only so many weekends in the summer" to excuse trips to Cold Stone Creamery at least 4 months out of the year.
Posted by: Lindsey | December 20, 2006 at 08:41 PM
I think I at least "seconded" the motion for a master playlist...;)
I think we need to have it alphabetized too! (Just kidding!!!)
Posted by: jenabeeb | December 21, 2006 at 01:03 AM
So, what's your skincare recipe? I must know!
And your special place? I laughed at that.
Posted by: Marmite Breath | December 21, 2006 at 01:16 AM
Jenabeeb--what do you think has been taking me so long? :)
Posted by: Frema | December 21, 2006 at 08:56 AM