I hate mirrors...

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A Sick Kennedy is an Unhappy Kennedy...

I used to be the sick girl.  If someone who worked in the building next to me got a cold, I’d have it within the hour.  I was sick at LEAST once a month and had to do double shots of Nyquil as I had built up such an immunity to it’s sleepy ways.  However, since I’ve been eating better and exercising, I haven’t been sick.  Really.  Like, at all.  So yesterday I start to feel that scratch in my throat and I know the evil bug has made it’s way into my system, and I’m pissed! 

I left work yesterday and was in bed by 11:30.  Dr GTL made sure I took some Vitamin A and some other concoctions he whipped up for my health, but I was sure to take a healthy pull of the Nyquil. I woke up sometime around 3ish to an empty house not exactly sure where I was.   I got about 1/2 a bowl of Ramen down and was right back to bed.  Woke up again at around 10:30pm and then was up and down from midnight until the alarm started  screaming at 3am.  Can I just say Nyquil gives me some wacked out dreams.  Straight up weird stuff.  I really should write them down, but I never do and I’m left with a vision in vapor of what I thought I saw.  Dreams are funny like that, if you don’t take the time to remember they are gone in an instant.  I remember the main players in the dream and a few locations, but other than that it’s gone.  So strange.  I’m looking forward to more Nyquil-inspired dreams in an hour or two. 

Needless to say, I had 1/2 bowl of Ramen and a handful of vitamin A yesterday and that’s it.  Today, 3 crackers and more A.  Ugh. 

xoxo
K

I Survived Halloween Weekend!

I really didn't think I was going to make it, but I did.  I'm a little worse for wear this morning, however, the mountains of candy still sitting at Dr GTL's are NOT in my belly and for that I am a happy girl.   I swear the smaller the candy the bigger the pull to eat it.  You justify it in you brain, "it's little, it won't make a difference", or "I can have 3 or 4 - no biggie".  Ugh.  And they just stare at you from the bowl.  Tempting you.  Mocking you.  Screaming at you from the other room, "YOU KNOW YOU WANT ME".... 

So, I had a Kit Kat, and it instantly made me sick.  Crazy huh?  I haven't eaten chocolate since I started the diet really, so now I have determined that, as much as I love it, perhaps it's better saved for really special occasions. 

This weekend really started on Thursday, I emceed the Boston Area Rape Crisis Center's Annual Gala.  I ate well, but good God someone kept filling up my wine glass.  One day I'll realize I simply shouldn't drink wine.  It's no good for anyone.  Aside from the empty calories and sugar, I just wake up feeling like 5 kinds of ass.  Friday was a total wash.  I could hardly get off the couch and I think I went to bed at 6 or 7.  I'm a winner.

Saturday night Dr GTL and I went to a house party at David Wades house.  I was Little Red Riding Hood and he was the Big Bad Wolf.  We looked pretty damn good.  David made some amazing looking baked ziti.  It smelled good.  That's all I can say as I didn't partake.  Not giving in to the carbs!

Sunday I was so stoked to hand out candy to the kiddies.  I have lived in the city for the past 8 years of my life where there were no kids, so since GTL lives in the burbs I got to do it.  I handed out lots of candy and didn't eat any (except the aforementioned Kit Kat)!   Saw some really cute kids and a few that were a little too old to be trick or treating but it was pretty cool.  Then it was Boo Bash.  Recycled the costume (why not?), GTL stayed home :( but I had fun.  The bands were awesome and the costumes were so original! 

So now it's Monday, back to the grind.  Gonna get a nap, go running, make some good food for dinner tonight, and call it an early night. 
xoxo
K