I need rock bottom

I can not fathom even thinking about weight watchers. I am just not in that place recently and I know I won't be successful unless I "feel" it. It rots. I want to feel it. I need to feel it. I just don't feel it. What I do feel is Apple Jacks. I feel Apple Jack and wine with cheese. I'm not sure what I need to do.

I'm going to Martha's Vineyard this weekend. I'm hoping to get my mojo back then. I plan to bring my running shoes and maybe, just maybe visiting with my friend, the ocean, who will help me get get some exercise in. There is something motivating about the ocean. Maybe it has something to do with my being Cancer with cancer rising?

I'm Alive!

Okay, I'm returning to my normal schedule. I sent out the portfolio piece of the National Board stuff and I'm feeling sooooo incredibly good about that. At this point, I could have put poo in that box and mailed it out and I'd feel relieved.

Also, tomorrow is my first day back at the public library. Can you believe that they've been closed all this time? Thank God, because I spent all the time I'd normally be at the library working on the National Board thing. I think someone upstairs wants me to be nationally certified, but now I'm digressing.

I did go out on St. Pats to see my husband's band play. They were mentioned on Blabbermouth because Ace Frehley came and played with them. He's an old friend of hubby's step-father (and band mate). There are also pics on KissAsylum.com. I'm feeling very cool right now. Of course my hubby is not in any of those pics, but his step-dad is. It's frickin' cool, if you ask me.

Hmmmm, what else is news worthy. I mentioned that I'm fat in a post recently because I'm still at 179 and it sucks. I just had no control over what I was eating. All I wanted was fast stuff so I could work on that huge national project. It's over now, so I'm starting fresh Monday. I'm not going crazy eating this weekend, I'm just trying to decompress and not be stressed about anything, including finding the perfect core foods to put in my mouth. The weight will come off again...I just need to give it time. so it's back to my goofy idea of trying to get down to the next ten. My focus will be to get under 170. Once I get there, I'll see what is going on.

I have been away too, too long. I've missed being around here and I have no intention of going away for such a long time ever again!

Can it be true?

Is that the sound of my printer coughing out entry #3 of 4? Am I getting closer than ever to actually being done with this blasted national boards stuff? You bet your bippy! Just one entry left to rewrite 30 times, print out, pack in an anal retentive way and then I can mail out the whole stupid box! Back to the Feds with you!

In other news...I'm fat.

Light at the end of the tunnel

My national board stuff is due really soon, so that's what I've been doing lately. I am lurking at all my usual blogs, i just odn't have a lot of time to comment on them....

I'll be back soon with full Core force! I promise.

Cousin It and Paper Beards

I haven't been around in a bit because I've been furiously working on my national board certification and it's making me loopy. Ya'll will be happy to find out that I did take some time out to have an end of the week party at SOBs!

BK is back, Cousing It-ier than evah!

My mom with a stunning Equal fu-man-chu

BK as the Sugar Colonel Sanders.

Darth Bruce gettin' her paper on.....