It's Sunday night and I just finished dinner. I'm stuffed. I made a chicken, sweet potatoes, peas and dinner rolls. I tried not to overdo it, but I'm sitting here contemplating passing out. The sweet potatoes I bought were HUGE and I think that's part of my problem, because I ate the whole damn thing. And to make matters worse, I overdid it with dessert. I made a brownie/chocolate pudding sundae. I made up a thing of Trader Joe's brownies this morning and I wanted one, but I also wanted pudding, so I had both. Thank god I had a positive weigh in this morning because I'm going to be fighting the rest of the week to keep things in check. Actually, today's weigh in was a milestone. It's the first time I had three consecutive weeks where I weighed in in the 180s. This week and last were both 189, but the week before was 188. I was surprised as hell today considering I got a pint of ice cream last night and devoured more than half the calories I'm supposed to eat in a day in a matter of minutes.
I know it's Oscar night, but I really don't care. I have the Amazing Race and the finale of Confessions of a Teen Idol. Rock of Love 3 isn't on tonight, which is fine.
As for tasks I hoped to accomplish this weekend (okay, there was just one), I managed to dig out my Secret Society of Super-Villains from the bedroom closet and I got 4 issues in before I took an afternoon nap. I hoped to read all 15 issues, but it didn't happen. I'm giving myself the rest of the week to finish them up. They're just as cheesily bad as I remember them, and by that I mean they're AWESOME!