Weekend

I did not purchase or consume any of the following this past weekend:

cookies
pie
ice cream
cobbler
brownies
candy
doughnuts

I even went to the movies Friday without having any candy. No candy at a movie! It helped that it was a movie theatre with beer (Schlafly Pale Ale for those keeping score at home), but still: no f-ing candy at a movie.

However . . .

It's a good thing I'm not on the cheese wagon because I had seven kinds of cheeses over the weekend (some sort of Swiss Gruyere, Chauvre, a Dutch cheese that tasted similar to muenster, a goat cheese I don't remember, a Gouda, American, and cottage).
In my effort to try new cheeses, I bought a couple I'd never had before, including one (the Swiss Gruyere) that cost $20 a pound. I've got to start reading labels and prices before I buy things at the grocery store.

Very difficult day...

Yesterday was the toughest day yet. I am not exactly sure what was going on, but I had a couple pitchers of beer Tuesday night, and woke up a little early, so maybe I was just tired... But I think that's not the case. I think the is something else going on.
Plain and simple I am addicted to Caffeine. When I gave up Coffee I continued to drink tea and soda, so giving up coffee was more symbolic then anything. I am not sure if I want to give up caffeine, I enjoy it, and I don't want to be tired.
I only have one other vice in my life as far as I can tell and that's Cigarettes. Maybe I'll get on the Cig wagon until the first of the year. Probably not, I like a smoke when I drink.

Ashamed

I ate a cookie. A vendor brought them into the office, and I ate one while I got a cup of coffee.

I feel dirty. I was on the wagon all weekend, and now this.

Wholly SHIT!

(22:30:24) graham: Drink lots of water...
(22:30:27) graham: Avoid diet coke.
(22:30:33) me: oh shit i had one today
(22:30:37) graham: WHAT!
(22:30:48) me: intentionally
(22:30:55) graham: Wholly SHIT!
(22:30:57) me: it was the best diet coke ever
(22:31:02) me: at a movie
(22:31:07) me: intentional indulgence
(22:31:11) graham: It's only been three days?
(22:31:13) me: it was so good
(22:31:41) me: im not sure my heart is in it. i dont know that there is really any
reason to give it up completely
(22:31:51) me: i should be giving up sweets or eating better.
(22:32:03) me: i should stop drinking diet coke compulsively.
(22:32:12) me: but im not sure i need to give it up.
(22:32:22) graham: I say give up sweets...
(22:32:35) graham: I just need someone to continue bloggin about it.

Rockin' it like a magicist

The coffee wagon is rocking out like a shooting star... what's the story on the Diet Coke Wagon?

The Chulo Wagon

I'm going to try to stop shouting "Chulo" as a suffix to any Spanish word that Dora the Explorer demands my children to shout.

"Abre, CHULO"!

"Salta, CHULO"!

This is more difficult than it may appear.

My prognosis for success is poor.

Sweets

I cannot seem to be able to climb back on the sweets wagon. Here are the sweets I've consumed this week alone:
3 bite sized Heath bars
1 bite sized Snickers bar

Actually, that doesn't seem too bad; I hadn't realized how limited my sweets consumption (compared to normal) had been. In fact, I was riding the wagon from Monday - Wednesday.

I'll try to hop back on today.

150 Beers... 16 Pieces of Chicken.

Ahhhhh... Coors Light Night. It may have gayed me up by the end of the evening but the morning I feared did not materialize. I am not sure exactly what sobered me up, but it was not coffee. My guess is that was the morning full of sauage links, lemon-lime gatorade, and fixing a broken window. So I am still holding strong.

I hope that everyone else is maintaing their wagon's as well as I am.

God Speed Wagoneers.

ok, I'll play along.

no diet soda, starting now.
graham and meghan have a vague idea of how hopeless this is.
but it will be fun and humiliating. for the day or two that i last.

The most difficult morning of the year.

Coors Light Night is tonight. An annual event where Meghan and I and some friends go to the beach house drink as much Coors Light as we can while playing Parcheesi. This event has grown from three people the first, to four the second, all the way up to ten this. There are two additional parts to Coors Light Night, the first being that everyone must jump in the water, no matter how cold, which was rough last year at 40 Degrees (This year it's supposed to be around 60.) The other aspect of Coors Light Night is that the morning after includes a trip to Bob Evans... This is where it's going to be difficult for me. How can I not go eat there? I'll need the grease to soak up my hangover... but I'm going to have to eat it with Hot Tea? Fuck... this is going to suck. I'll post pictures of the event... and maybe morning after.

Special Lady

My special lady and I went out for dinner last night. It was a little odd to drink a nice cup of tea while she finished the meal with a frozen chocolate mousse and a cup of coffee. My tea was good, but it definitely would have been better to have some coffee. I am realizing that the weekend if much more difficult to handle then the typical week.

Not so bad.

Well, my office restocked it's tea stock, so my mornings have not been so bad. In fact I think that tea is beginning to grow on me. It takes me longer to finish a cup of tea then it did with coffee, so I am not spending as much time away from my desk, I am also drinking more water. I think that this may be a good thing for me.

I won't cross this wagon.

Kahlua... Coffee flavored Licor Delicioso. I can't give it up and I won't... I am not really sure if there really is any coffee in there, but I've been having a soy White Russian twice a week for the past year, and nothing will stop me from continuing that trend. Some may say I am not truly on the Coffee Wagon, well... if that's the case... I'm not. But I am still not drinking coffee or espresso's, or anything like that... so whatever wagon that is... I'm on it!

I suck

I'm already off the sweets wagon. I'll try getting back on.

whew! that was a close one!

My three year old drew a picture in my boyfriend's book. Usually, she draws smiley faces and lots of 'em. This time she drew a smiley face, but the mouth looked like a huge up-side down "D" and it was full of TEETH. I found the drawing long after the fact. Frankly, I was kind of impressed by the detail in it. My boyfriend was not amused.

"This isn't funny", he said, "you have to punish her".

"But how? I didn't catch her in the act".

"Well, you don't have to spank her, but she should know that it's not alright to color in books. I mean, I know this is just an off the shelf paperback, but I do have some rare books that cost a lot of money. She can't do this".

I suppose he could tell by the smirk on my face that I was not serious about punishing her. He took matters in to his own hands.

A smiling perky three year old entered the bedroom.

"Lillian, I'm mad at you", he said. "You drew in my book".

(At this point, Lillian put her hands over her ears and continued smiling).

"You can't draw in books. I got you a bunch of paper. You can color on your paper. Drawing in books is bad".

(hands drop down from ears and head drops to a contrite posture)

"I sorry".

"That's OK, I forgive you".

Could anyone stay angry at this child for long???