Little FAT Me

I work full time and I barely have time to breathe. In 2005 hurricane Katrina rearranged my life, since then I have gained roughly 80-90 pounds. I believe that it started in depression and became an addiction. I have started and failed many diets and then decided that MAYBE if I combine diet and exercise with blogging and shopping I might be able to find success. This is the story of 2010 and my struggle to rise above addiction, pain, depression and fat.
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30. Mother. Wife. Artist. Psychic (sensitive.) Writer. Singer. Rain dancer. Lover. Daughter. Sister. Child of God.

The road to MY PERSONAL goal BMI/weight!

Monday, June 7

It ain't coffee, but still.

I love the idea of sipping coffee. I love coffee. Black, strong, bitter OR milky, sweet, fun. I am a coffee person. In recent years my body has gone nuts. I think that the weight and the hormones that are thrown off due to it are killing my senses. If I drink coffee I am nuts for days and will not sleep for many nights. So I avoid it, like the plague. Whateve - dude, that "like the plague" crap is a bit dramtical, don'tcha think? I do avoid coffee, though. I miss having a cup of fun to sip from and I miss the - what's the word? I miss the quiet it lays on my stomach. So I have started drinking a drink that my Granny would make me when I was young, sweet milk. Only when Granny made it it was whole milk with sugar and vanilla. My 'grown up' sweet milk is 8 ounces of no fat with a Splenda packet. I plan to bring in the vanilla from home or pick a bottle for work. I also plan to pick up a bottle of Grenadine because two drops of that make is strawberry milk. AWESOME!

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