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Dieting… I still think of this as dieting and I’m not sure how to get out of that frame of mind. But, as I started this post, I was going to talk about how weekends and eating well are difficult for me. My schedule is different; unexpected things tend to happen; food is never prepared; etc. Generally, I don’t go to the gym on the weekends either.

My breakfast wasn’t too bad. We always go out for breakfast on Saturday mornings and I should be able to plan for this. Today I had one egg, 1 slice of cheese and 2 pieces of whole wheat toast. After breakfast I took my son out to shop for clothes for going back to school. He slept through breakfast so I took him out to lunch before we got to the mall (one of my least favorite places on earth). We went to Applebee’s. They have a “Weight Watchers” menu – but nothing on that menu looked appealing.  I got the Bruschetta Burger and fries. “This 100% Angus burger is juicy, robust—and like no other. It’s crowned with a zesty pesto sauce and fresh bruschetta mix, and set on thick wedges of mozzarella. Served between grilled foccacia bread for a delicious crunch. Crispy garlic fries sprinkled with shaved Parmesan complete this classic.” -  it was excellent!!

The book I had started several weeks ago – “Faithfully Fit” – I never really got going with that. My friend and I decided that we really needed to wait until our kids were back in school to have the time to devote to this study. My kids go back the Tuesday after Labor day – I think her kids start this coming week.

I’m frustrated with all of this. It’s overwhelming – all of the time. I would love to know the freedom of not obsessing over food. I don’t know that it’s possible for me.

I’m rambling. I should paint.