DIET

This post is going to be short and sweet, well maybe not sweet.  Its about accountability.

When I get back from Mexico I am going to start on a one year journey.  I have to permanently lose weight, once and for all.  And realistically its going to take a year to get the weight off and be in the habit of healthier eating and lifestyling.  

In the spirit of accountability I will put on the same outfit each week and take two pictures...front and side.  Hopefully by next year it will be hanging off me!

And I am also going to do an exercise program I saw on a program the other day.  I have already been doing it and it suits me to a perfect tee.  It's called the One Minute Workout.....its really interesting and it fits into my daily lifestyle pretty easily.  I wish I had an exercise bike though.  Would be handy.

Anyway enough of that.  Last night I had cleaned up one of the messy bedrooms and put up a folding table.  I am putting up the ironing board in there today.  But I sorted all through my clothes and put together enough stuff for the trip.  They are all folded on the table waiting to be ironed and packed.  I was shocked at how much didn't fit me. Dang it!  (shovel list).  And I cleaned up Purple Room.  Again.  

I am cooking broccoli and mushrooms...not together.  I had a lot left over and have two days to eat everything.  Yesterday I bought the tomato and basil soup from Safeway.  It used to be Spod's fave soup.  I never really ate it...I liked the baked potato or broccoli and cheese ones.  But my tastebuds have def changed.  That soup was so delicious and unfortunately it will NOT be on my food diet after Mexico.  Why oh why are the most yummy things in this world not healthy enough to be eaten all the time?  Makes me sad.

Well I had better go toss my mushrooms.  They smell so good and I definitely can eat all I want of them.  This reminds me of Spod when he cooked.  He would get out his fave med. sized frying pan.  He would put onions and wee potatoes in it, butter and salt and pepper, cover it with a too small lid so steam could escape, and walk away.  He would leave it on medium low and come back in half an hour, shake the pan up to turn things, and walk away for another half hour.  Then he would have the perfect pan of oniony potatoes.  He would put that on a plate and then fry two eggs, over easy, slide them on top of the potatoes and have the perfect meal.  He did that often. 

So I just talked to Alice.  I asked how she was and she said that she is fine.  She just has a lingering cough.  So thank goodness...no lung cancer.  I get to keep my very expensive, amazingly good house cleaner.

Gotta roll....lots to do.   TTYL