(This is Sunday’s report — The need to sleep was strong in this one, and the post didn’t occur.  Today’s post will go up tonight as usual.)

So, Laurie pulled out the ban hammer this morning.  We were about to head out to see Thor, and as it was in the 40’s, I came out of the room wearing a pair of jeans.  She took one look and said “no”.  Apparently, she had grown tired of my new “baggy” look.  So tired, she not only made me change, she made me did through the drawers and pull out all of my jeans that were that size.  Happily, I still had a few pairs stocked away from the next size down, so I was able to get out of the house in a timely manner.

The “big jeans” left the house with me.  Normally, they’d go in a box in the basement… just in case.  However, I promised the girls that there would be no going back this time, so I followed the example of the great MezzoLibra and removed them from the house.  No crutches to fall back on to.

Saturday was all about travel and the funeral… and rain… lots of rain.  Due to the circumstances, I had planned not to count calories as there were other things to worry about.  I did okay… more than 2000, I suspect, but not a complete blow out.  Sunday was back to counting, so let’s run the numbers…

Food Intake:

  • Breakfast – sleep – 0 calories
  • Lunch – Applebees French Onion Soup and Asiago Steak with red potatoes and mixed veggies – 700 calories
  • Movie Snack – Pretzel M&Ms – 360 calories
  • Dinner – Pastrami on english muffin with Flaming Hot Cheesy Poofs – 590 calories

1650 calories total.  The total is a bit low which sounds good, but with the exception of the lunch meal which was nicely balanced, the rest of the day was just crap calories.  I’m okay with the pretzel M&Ms being a movie treat, but dinner… well, no plan, I didn’t even think of eating anything until 8:30 or so, so I just grabbed.  Calorically, okay, but content-wise, crap-a-doodle doo.

This is not to mention the fact that I completely slept through breakfast… well, slept through the entire morning really.  Of course, thanks to the storms in Indy, we didn’t get back home until well after midnight, so we were both exhausted, but still…

…must do better.