The early bird does get the worm!

 Last night, I went to a rad Hollywood themed birthday party.  I was Gloria fucking Swanson. (You know, from Sunset Boulevard. I got to wear my turban! I didn't take any pictures though.  Maybe they will come to me via other people at the party.) My poor friend, Tav, who lives in SF missed the last BART train and had to sleep over in my flat. (Will you all disown me if I start calling my apartment a flat and my housemate my flatmate? I already hate roommate as I am not sharing a room with her, but when I mumble housemate in loud places people often hear husband, which is not the case.) Anyway, in order to get her home to her hungry cat before she had to come back here again to go to work, I got up at 8am and drove her the 5 minutes to the BART Station.  Instead of going back to sleep as I may have wanted to, I headed over to the WW for my meeting. Now it's lunch time and I feel like it should be afternoon snack time. I went to WW, got coffee, made an eggy turkey bacon melt for breakfast, read the newspaper and now I am writing a blog post. I've accomplished so much! 

I always love reading the Modern Love column in the New York Times and I thought this week's was particularly interesting and lovely.  Modern Love
Go ahead and read it.  I'll be right back here when you finish it. (Don't blame me if you accidentally and spend 3 hours reading past columns. Actually, do blame me. I can handle that.)

I quite like this part:

"...I was disappointed that this man with the big brain could not see a way beyond his fear.
I KNEW about fear. It had stopped me from dating before, sometimes for years. I liked to blame my extra weight for those dry spells. But this time I saw his fear so clearly that I couldn’t help but see my own. “I just can’t do this,” he’d said, and he was right. The weight of his fear had come between us. I didn’t want that to happen to me."

I've been saying that it's December Date-a-palooza, yet all I've done is gotten a hair cut.  Funny and true but also too negative. I need to think like the author of that story, why would I want to be with a man who wouldn't want me as I am now.  I've got to work through my fear. December date-a-palooza will be a success if I go on one date. That's it. Watch out world! I've got a new haircut and I'm not afraid to use it.

 I was so proud of myself for the success of last week and Thanksgiving that I forgot to plan for all the parties and going out with friends this week. I did plan how much I would drink, 1-2 drinks depending on my points for that day. (yay) But I didn't think about delicious french silk pie, chips and salsa, or buffalo mac and cheese. (oops) Lesson for this holiday season: planning food and alcohol is necessary, not just alcohol. I did manage to turn this week into a maintenance week instead of a gaining week by pumping up my exercise and sticking to lean proteins and fruits and veggies for the second half of my week. (double yay!)  I did manage to go for a tiny run, and now I know that I need to bring water with me if I am going to go any longer distances.

This week we got new material for the new program.  It's called points plus 2012.  I think that is pretty smart for them to name it yearly instead of a brand new name every time they make little changes. They've made the program super customizable.  I'm excited to do all my reading to learn about specific changes.

In honor of the new changes at WW, I decided to give the blog a mini makeover.  I quite like the humming birds. What do you think? Any advice for Date-a-palooza December?