Muuuuah! - 169

I'm driving to Gladney at lunch today to drop off a birthday card and letter for Holly. I feel good. I had a talk with my sister. It's really easy to put an ideal picture of parenthood in your head and hold onto that. Even though my sister is unable to have children, she is grateful now that she doesn't have them. It is a total life change when you have children. Anyone who tries to keep their old life after they have kids ends up utilizing baby sitters a lot and, in general, trading off things in their lives that matter to them to make time for their children. When I'm ready to have kids, my child will be my priority. So, all romanticism aside, I'm happy that she has two parents that love and have time for her, a cool big brother, a dog, and the chance to have a very happy childhood.

This morning, instead of excercising, I sat in front of the mirror and I did my make up. When will it sink in that make up won't solve being overweight? I don't know. I just figure if I can't change my weight overnight, at least I can change my make up. Stupid thinking...

I had lunch with my friend Jennifer yesterday. Yes... the former brand manager here has become my friend! Yay! I have a friend! Lunch was great. We split a salad at Red Robin and I drank water. Then we went make up shopping. I bought some cleasing pads for my face and she bought a bunch of stuff. I helped her pick out her lipstick color. That was a fun, girly, thing to do. I forgot how great it was to have a friend of my own gender. J couldn't care less about make up or hair or clothes. I'm also going to join a book discussion club. I'm going to print out the book that I need and buy it on my way back from dropping off the letter at lunch.

I've been snacking on Smarties this morning. I keep low cal/fat candy at my desk so I'm not tempted to go to the snack machine upstairs. I brought a Lean Cuisine for lunch. I figure I will eat that before I leave so I don't have to run errands with an empty stomach.

I have this assistant at work who just can't stop telling me how great I am. Now... I'm not sure if its because I'm really great, if he's worked with bad people in the past, or if he's just a serious sycophant. Regardless, I like it. This morning, he poked his head over my cube and said, "How is it that you are so smart and so cool?" At this point, I'm thinking... is he being sarcastic? Then he started talking about this concept that I had discussed with another assistant. Apparently, I had impressed that assistant so much she was telling him about my idea. Again... sometimes I wonder if I'm really impressive or if I'm just a manager with a sign..."Place Lips Here" on my butt.

Love you all... Ciao!

Weight: 169 (Grrrrr....)

2004-08-05 @ 10:12 a.m.
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