Well, two updates in one day, and we are all caught up.  If you missed “Quitting Time”, you might want to hit the back button.

So, let me ask you a question.  What is the frickin’ deal with people when you are on a diet?  Yesterday, everyone and their mother was offering me cake, and today, someone brought me in a cupcake.  Thoughtful, but you know damn well that I’m on a diet, so don’t put me in the position where I have to be the jerk and say no.  Okay?

Actually, it’s not that big a deal.  Some people don’t know you’re on a diet.  Some people forget (it’s not their job to track your lifestyle choices, right?).  What drives me bananas, though, are the one’s that know you’re on a diet, and offer it anyway.  Then when you kindly pass, they keep coming back explaining how you “deserve” the treat or feel the need to point out that it’s “only one cupcake”.

No, means no, okay people?  I’m working hard to stick with this and not to be an asshat, but come the freak on!

…and if you are going to keep up with this nonsense, could you at least have the decency to make it a raspberry treat?  I could be starving, and there’s no way I’ll ever touch one of those things.  Deal?

That being said, let’s run the numbers.

Food Intake:

  • Breakfast – Dole Apple Parfait – 130 calories
  • Lunch – Tinned chicken on English muffin with giardineria and a clementine – 330 calories
  • Afternoon snack – cashews – 170 calories
  • Dinner – Steak Fajita Burrito (no cheese, no sour cream, no rice with lettuce, guac and hot salsa) – 695 calories
  • Evening snack – Fudgsicle – 100 calories

1425 calories total.  Whoops.  Too late in the evening now to worry about it though.  Bed is calling.  Not much to say about the food overall except for this.

There is no excuse for lightly salted cashews.

Okay.  There is.  Some people have sodium issues and/or high blood pressure.  I get it, but I do not.  If you buy me a can of nuts, for the love of God, don’t make them lightly salted…

…and I’m not asking for salt crusted- either.  Just the normal amount, please.

No organized exercise today.  Lot’s of equipment moving in the lab, of course, but I was doing bird training when I got home and sort of glossed over my weight machine time.  Bad Saggy, Bad!