2004-12-09 - 10:22 a.m.
hello my name is romy, and i'm a fatass
So I re-joined WW. Despite the whole humiliation thing, I was really hoping they’d still have my card on file so I could get to my 50-lb star. They cancelled it out, so now I have to start from square one again in terms of prizes. Oh well. It’s my own fault for being a lazy ass/wussy and not going for the last 6 weeks. The good part about no card is I start from square one, so progress is progress. Also, my health insurance paid for the registration fee. Finally a break.
It definitely could be worse, it’s not like I gained back 20 pounds or something. I’m glad I summoned the cojones to go. I promise myself I won’t skip meetings anymore, it just gets too difficult to be consistent.
As always, the holidays are a constantly tempting fatass fest. My grandmother used to make this dessert thing called stained glass window, which is just chocolate with colored marshmallows rolled up in it and frozen. It’s so fucking good. Now my mother and sister have taken to making it. Dammit. Figuring out the points for a piece of that would be hard, so I’ll just have to stay away. Besides, it wouldn’t be a “piece,” it’d be more like a hunk. And my ass really doesn’t need any more hunks of anything.
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