Well, since I already finished my daily minimum words for NaNoWriMo, I guess I’ll just keep writing. So far so good. My nickname on NaNo is jodiferous, of course, if you want to be buddies.
Not only is it day one of NaNoWrimo, but it’s also Day One on the South Beach diet. I gained a disturbing amount of weight this summer, went back up a pant size. This scared the crap out of me, because up is not a direction I ever want to go again. Wil wanted to lose some weight he’s put on since he started dating me. Because that’s what happens when you hang around me. I’m fattening.
I blame Wil’s workplace. This summer, they put him on a 2 pm to 10 pm schedule, and we ceased to have meals together. I did NOT mind not having to come up with dinner every night. Loved that part. But basically we started snacking instead of having healthy meals. We ate far too much Open Late Drive-thru fast food. We ate out way too much. And I developed a not-so-small addiction to Tiny Cherry Pies from Safeway bakery. 
God, I am hungry. The book promised I would not be, but the book doesn’t know who it’s dealing with. We are on Phase One which lasts two weeks. Phase One is supposed to cure you of your sugar and carb cravings. I certainly hope so, because I’ve been riding a wave of sugar cravings of significant size for months now. No fruit, no carbs, no sugar, no fun. Lean protein and stupid vegetables. This diet will be easier for Wil. He looOOoooves vegetables. And his favorite way to eat them? Raw. He also likes plain yogurt. You know what I like? Buffalo wings, cheese burgers, fruit, potato chips, french fries, Dr Pepper, bread, candy and, of course, Tiny Cherry Pies. What I don’t like are vegetables. 
Sucks. I’m hungry even though I just ate grilled chicken wrapped in lettuce with South Beach “Ranch” Dressing. (I like to think of it more as inspired by a vague idea of what Ranch Dressing looks like.) I want some raisin bran. I want a bagel, toasted, with butter AND peanut butter on it. I want Red Vines which I can’t even have anyway because they don’t have them in Canada.
Please help, someone bring me mini reece’s peanut butter cups. Pleeeeeeeease. That reminds me, can you freeze peanut butter? I’ve got a big jar of Jif and it’s calling my name. I don’t want to throw it away, but I need it to be unobtainable for a while
I know full well what you mean about putting on weight. I have as well. I starting hiking today in the vague hope of shedding some poundage and good lord am I out of shape.
I’ve been off and on obsessed with Safeway’s individual chocolate cake slices for a while. Sometimes I just crave Safeway icing…
I’ve frozen peanut butter cups, so I don’t see why you can’t freeze peanut butter…
Brave, or crazy – you choose: Starting a writing marathon with a finite time period, AND going on a diet with fairly specific mandates…woman, you have all my good wishes, and my preemptive condolences, too – either for the death of one of those aspects, or your triumphant refutation of my fears for your sanity. Go ahead, Jodi, kick my ass and take my name – I know you can do this, but Lawdie, it’s gonna take some pretty fierce intestinal fortitude. You have my awestruck admiration just for essaying this quest, so if you need encouragement, feel free to rattle my cage for you-go-girls and way-ta-gos. Just keep your hands away from those wings, young lady!