A Practice List

I signed up to do NaBloPoMo in March and the theme is lists - so I thought I would start a day early to get some practice in.

1. I have officially lost 13 pounds and have had to literally cinch my belt! Life is awesome.

2. I have 7 pounds to lose before March 22 to hit my first big goal of losing 20 pounds before my birthday.

3. If I do this, I get a cookie.

4. Okay, I will probably have cake instead of a cookie. And some taquitos.

5. There are days that I fear working in an office is sucking all of my soul away. I'm not really kidding.

6. The Boyfriend and I have had either rehearsals or production meetings every night this week. Tonight is our first night off and we absolutely have to go grocery shopping. So, I think tomorrow will be the official "I am not leaving the apartment except to go running" day. Everyone celebrate!

7. I'm sorry (somewhat) for turning this in to a weight loss blog, without really recording how I dealing with everything. My goal for March is to really take a look at the changes I am going through with this whole process. Not necessarily because I expect people to read it with interest, but because I want to remember what this was like so that I'm never faced with the problem of losing 80 pounds again.

8. There are days where I am horrified at what I have done to myself. I should be at a time in my life where I am comfortable in my own skin (this is something I definitely want to write more about) and yet, I am not, because I do not like what is contained within that skin. Losing the weight is definitely helping. I hope to someday make it back to the person who was gloriously unware of what she looked like. Especially while acting.

9. Today has been the longest day ever. Clock, I would just like to get home to hang with The Boyfriend? Why do you have to insist on moving so slowly?

I May Have Been a Bit Hasty

Today I am back to loving my hair. I blame yesterday on a combination of the fact that it was Tuesday and I was having a bad hair day.

I would still like to dye my hair black someday as it's the only color I have not tried, but I will have to save that for a later date.

I may have lost another pound, but I'm hesistant to record that as official as the scale was being very nice this morning. So officially I have lost 12 pounds, but tomorrow that may change to lucky number 13.

Today, I am wearing a pair of capri pants that last year were a staple in my wardrobe. Alas, this year they will be no more as the only thing holding them up is a very tightly drawn belt. Although, these may go into the "Pants I Am Going To Make Into A Skirt" pile as I do love them very much.

Did you watch American Idol last night? As much as I really hate hearing "Imagine" (only because I have been tortured over the years by that song too many times by people who fancy themselves singer/piano players) I absolutely LOVED David Archuleta's version of it. He was so smart to NOT SING THE FIRST VERSE, which is in fact the only verse most people know. I thought he did a fantastic job, although I totally dug Danny Noriega's performance as well as David Cooks. I thought the men really stepped it up, except for Jason Yeagers horrible dancing around while singing. I had to leave the room, I could not handle it.

Oh, and Luke Menard? Your acapella group is no Trenchcoats, so step off.

Official Proclamation

I hate my hair.

I just don't know what to do with it anymore. Most of the problem is that I am just too lazy to actually style it most days.

I can't cut it, I am saving that for when I hit my goal weight and then I plan on chopping my hair off and donating it, so cutting it now is out of the question.

And I can't dye it black (which is another idea I have) since we are about to shoot Episode 7 for the sitcom.

I hate it when this happens. I usually have tons of ideas/photos of what I want to do with my hair next. I guess I should spend some time trying to figure out why I have this obsessive need to change my hair all the time.

Oh yeah. By the way, I've lost 2 more pounds.

At Least I Think So

I don't know if my dentist realizes how wonderfully ironic it is to play a "blues" radio station while drilling on his patients teeth, but I thoroughly enjoyed it both the irony and his obvious love for the music.

Idol Tongue

Dear New Season of American Idol:

I'm not sure what the you are feeding the contestants during "Hollywood Week", but it seemed that every person who got up to perform last night had a purple, green or whatever color tongue. It weirds me out. Stop it.

Is this what is supposed to make this season "more dramatic than ever"! I want to find Ryan Seacrest and tape his mouth shut. His voice-over work is freaking ANNOYING.

Just because you keep telling me over and over again that the contestants are more talented this season doesn't actually make it so.

What was with all the hype about people being allowed to play instruments this season? Most of them sucked and were cut instantly. And not in any kind of dramatic fashion either!

While I do like the new way Hollywood Week has played out, it's definitely LESS dramatic than before. I miss the contestants being put in groups and the inevitable break-downs and personality clashes that followed. THAT was drama. THAT was fun to watch.

You know what's not dramatic? Introducing me to someone I've never seen before and then assuming I will give a shit when they get cut. How can I care about their sob story if I have no idea who they are until 30 seconds before they are cut from competition?

Ugh. I'm so happy the writers strike is over.

Even Less

It's Tuesday, which is my official "record my weight on my Nutrisystem account" day.

And,

I've lost an even 10 pounds!!

I think I will celebrate by purchasing a new pair of pants. I'm fairly certain that the people I work with are getting tired of seeing my ass-crack every day. I can't help it! My pants are too big and for some reason I seem to own a fair amount of pants that do not have belt loops.

But who cares, I am 1/8 of the way to my goal weight! Everyone can just deal with my offensive behind.

There's a nice joke in there somewhere, but I am too wired on coffee and excitement to find it myself.

And now for the part where I really share too much information.

So, I have read in several places that estrogen is stored in fat cells. Which means that as you lose weight, estrogen is released into your body and you can be a bit more emotional than you usually are (Everyone at this point should definitely feel sorry for The Boyfriend. I'm not kidding).

I was thinking about this a couple of weeks ago because I had been a bit more emotional than usual and it made perfect sense. Imagine to my complete surprise when I started my period 5 days early. I actually laughed out loud.

So yeah, apparently not only does losing weight mess with your emotions, it messes with your cycle.

Okay, this might only be funny to me, but still, it's been a LONG TIME since I was surprised by starting my period. I feel like I'm back in junior high.

Except I have more zits now than I did then. Figure that one out.

Once

Have you seen this movie?

If you haven't, you should. I'm not kidding, run out and see it right now.

And then go buy the album. And listen to it obsessively at work, while running, etc. And then when you're not listening to it, have the music running through your head over and over again.

Or, ya know, don't. Maybe I'm the only one who freaking loves this movie and the music.

I think it's because I don't get this excited about music from a movie that often.

Or I just really have a thing for singer/songwriters.

Whatever.