Still friggin Wednesday

Its 10:30 pm.  Had my appointment and yes, they chewed my ass. I was prepared for it so it wasnt that bad.  I officially hate their scale, it added like 9 pounds onto me. I protested and told the tech not to write that horrid number in my chart if she ever wanted to use those fingers again. Worst day for eating and drinking EVER! Drank 32 oz and had 2 eggs.  Nothing else until 3pm, when I scarfed down 3/4th of a Wendys Mandarine Chicken salad. UUURP! I had the bubbles for hours! Drank more water but, imagine this, I'm STILL hungry. Ok. I get home and pick...pick...pick.....JEZUS, I gotta get out of the house.  Syd and I go to the gym. After the gym I eat a few Baked Lays and about 1/4 of a bowl of WAYYYY too salty Subway soup. We shop. I pick up some sushi. At home I eat a veggie sushi roll. An hour passes, I want something and prowl the kitchen. I find (ACK!) crackers and put some strawberry jam on about 10 of them (theyre smallish). I need to knock myself out before I eat myself to death. I HAVE to be hormonal, this is the only time I crave food like this. Ugh.

I mean, I re-read that paragraph and to me it seems like alot of food but in reality it probably is under 1300 calories. And none of it was really THAT bad, crackers the exception, so it wasnt like I was mainlining Snickers bars. Hehe, if I had one I may consider it though.  I logged everything on The Plate so I'm being accountable.

Joes interview went well.  They all have a very good opinion of him.  I guess its a wait and see now.  He's still full of stress and has to work tomorrow.  He wanders out here and says I cant sleep. Hmmmm. Well, you NEED to sleep so I guess its the Nyquil for you bud. (picture the shaking of the head and the stamping of the feet, all we're missing is the "Aww Mom Do I hafta?!")  I dose him and send him back to bed. Fingers crossed.

Ok, I need to sleep too. Tata.