Today on my Facebook page I asked, What is your dream car? Do you own it? Mine is any early 70’s Stingray Corvette. I find them to be super sexy. I will one day own one, and have Prince’s song, Little Red Corvette playing on repeat.
What is your dream car? Do you own it?
I’ve always been an herbal tea drinker. I’d only have coffee a handful of times per year. That is, until this year. Now I’m drinking two cups a day. That may not seem like a lot to professional coffee drinkers, but it is for me. I’m a writer who let life get in the way for several years. This year, I made it my business to get back to doing what I love.
I have two jobs, not including writing. This makes for a hectic daily schedule. See where I’m going? Yes, I picked up a coffee habit for my late-night writing sessions. It has become part of my daily routine. Wake up, make a cup of coffee. At night, the same thing. Never pictured myself as a coffee person. Now, I’m one of those people who needs it.
I have to use my MatchaDNATea Frother
I only use Coffee-mate Natural Bliss
If you’re on Facebook, you’ll have seen this question asked in your status update box. I thought it would make a cool blog post, so here I am.
What’s On Your Mind?
Today I’m thinking about how I binged the entire new series Fuller House on Netflix. I started out mildly curious about what the reboot of the original, Full House, would be like. I started with the intention of watching the first episode. By the time I knew it, I blew through the entire series. It took me back to my younger days of being a couch potato (Nothing has changed in that regard lol) I enjoyed the trip down memory lane. It was entertaining.
When will all the plans I put into motion last year come together? It feels like no matter what I do, I’m taking one step forward and two steps back. The important thing, though, is that I’m not giving up.
I can’t wait until I treat myself to bread at the end of this month. (Read this blog post to better understand)
Trying to figure out why I can’t get along with certain people. It bothers me. Not in a way where I just want to like them and vice versa. It bothers me because I’m letting them get to me and alter my mood. I’m mad at myself, really.
I enjoy sitting with my dogs and letting them climb all over me and try to lick my face off. I’m left wondering If I’ll ever be a people person instead of an introverted hermit.
My future is weighing heavily on my mind today. Will I be friends with the same people a few years from now? Will I still be living in the same area for much longer? Will I accomplish my goal of wading into the dating pool this year? Will I be financially rewarded for working my ass off?
The night is still young. There’s bound to be 100 more things on my mind until I close my eyes. But now I want to know what’s on your mind?
Carbs. Glorious carbs. They are the bane of my existence. They are my weakness. For health reasons and also being desperate to drop some weight, I decided that this was the year to get a handle on my addiction. I had tried to kick my carb addiction before by eliminating ALL carbs from my diet at once, cold turkey. I did great at first but it all fell apart soon after. This year, I still used the cold turkey method but I’ve decided to tackle one carb at a time. I figured I’d give myself a month to conquer one evil then take on another the next month.
January 1st I started with my most difficult of carbs to give up. I LOVE bread. All kinds of doughy goodness. I can eat bread as a meal. This New York City girl loves her pizza and bagels! I called on my stubborn Taurus trait to slay this beast. The first few days without bread were no biggie. It was so new and the energy from a new year carried me to victory that first week. By week two it seemed like all I saw around me was bread.
I felt like I was being tortured because my family was buying bagels all of a sudden when they hadn’t for a long time. Then…pizza. It seemed like they were ordering pizza every day. They weren’t but it seemed that way 🙂 It became hell the second week. I just wanted to stuff an entire pizza pie in my mouth. I felt like rolling around in a bed of pizza pies. But I held on. I made it to January 31st without eating any type of bread! (That includes pancakes, waffles, soft tacos/tortillas, wraps, English muffins etc) I rewarded myself with these mini pizzas. They’re like the size of silver dollar pancakes.
That was it. I moved onto February. I have been bread-free for 41 days. In addition to cutting bread, I’ve said goodbye to pasta in February. It’s only been 10 days. But I’m still going strong. I also LOVE pasta! I used to enjoy bread with my pasta. Double trouble! Trying to keep my blood sugars in check wasn’t happening with that winning combination. I’m finding that cutting pasta has been a bit easier than it was with bread. Next month I will tackle white potatoes.
I’m hoping that I can get to a point where I can control myself and be able to enjoy these carbilicious foods responsibly. Until then I have to be hard on myself. I can admit that at this point I would totally fall of the wagon if I allow myself to indulge here and there. I’ll reward myself at the end of the month and be happy with that. My name is May, and I’m a Carbaholic.