Peachy Keen

Wednesday, September 16th, 2009

Weight: 238 lbs.

I am drinking peach coffee as I write this tonight. We got a coupon card in the mail recently that is for a free 12-ounce cup of coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts, every Wednesday until October 14th. So, I decided to drive thru on the way home and pick up a cup of high test for Tom. His favorite flavor is vanilla, which I planned to get for him, until they listed all the cool, exotic alternatives that could also be had for free. They use sugar-free syrup to flavor the coffee, and when the man said “peach,” I just had to try it! Not that I should be or usually do drink all caffeinated coffee myself — but I figured I’d give it a taste, and that surely Tom would drink the rest.

He hated it and, rather than see it go to waste, I have been nursing it for like the last three hours — and no doubt will both be up all night and bore an ulcerative hole through my pouch as a result. But, it sure is yummy!

In other culinary news, there isn’t any. I ate poorly and weirdly today both at work and at home, and feel like stress and the fast pace that I have been caught up in lately are contributing factors. Let’s see — I had: sliced cheese with a few whole wheat crackers for breakfast, a yogurt parfait (with granola and strawberries in it, from the casino deli) for “lunch” plus a half a wheat bread/turkey/cheese sandwich later during work, and then 2 Sahlen’s hot dogs and a homegrown tomato (from a friend’s garden!) for dinner. Not exactly protein loaded, nutritious, balanced or even very good foods, but quick and easy. And right now, this trumps everything else, unfortunately. And tomorrow promises to be even more busy and stressful, especially as I have to be at the Ukrainian church at 7:30 am to pick up the 4 Chinese Auction baskets that Tom and I won, along with the one that our friend won, and still make it across town to work by 8:30. My friend actually won what was probably the “best” item, although us GBers would probably consider it the worst. She won 13 bagels plus 2 tubs of spreads every month for a year (!!) from Panera’s bread. Boy, in my old days, this would have been my idea of heaven, and I would probably have ordered all asiago cheese flavored bagels, slathered them in assorted cream cheeses, hidden them and myself from Tom, locked myself in the house, and happily gone into a carb. coma. In that I would be alone, whenTom returned home he would find me dead, but with a huge, crumby grin on my face.

It’s sad how this used to be my idea of entertainment, stress relief and relaxation, and sharing wasn’t part of it. Now, if this friend were to kindly offer up an occasional bagel, I’d likely decline altogether, or if not, take just nibbles and be as content as ever. Tom however, LOVES bagels, and although not as bad as the old me, certainly can do damage if left to do so. God I’m so glad that WE didn’t win this “basket”!!! (Although I bet we did in fact bid on it!)

In unrelated news, and an FYI especially to Barb or any others that may have had an interest…Flame, the musical group that I referenced a few posts ago, was not on GMA this morning after all. I am thinking that they are to be on Friday, 9/18, instead, and that the info. I got had a typo. in it. Anyway, I will set my VCR/DVR accordingly, and if anyone else out there cares to see them, perhaps you should do the same.

And speaking of tv, I got up “too” early again this morning, and just had to watch the final episode of “More to Love” that I had taped last night. I’m glad that I watched it alone, as I blubbered through much of it, and especially when “Luke” chose the woman that I so hoped that he would, instead of the superficial seeming blonde. In case people have no idea of what I am talking about, this was a reality show in which a sweet, genuine, respectful AND rich young man - oh, and heavy too, meets and “dates” several heavy women and eliminates them one by one as he seeks the one he connected most with and hopes to marry. If you watched every episode like I did, you also likely came to care about Luke and the women, and felt their pain as they each were eliminated, leaving only two for the finale. The issues of obesity and the toll it takes on self esteem, self confidence and dating/romantic success were portrayed sensitively, and Luke and the producers treated all of the women with the utmost respect and with emphasis on character, not size. I was surprised how much I came to like this show and all it stood for, especially since I am neither very feminine or romantic, and usually cringe at shows that drip of either. So, instead, here I was blubbering in the wee morning hours and before a full work day, as Christian Luke proposed to Israeli/Jewish Tali, respecting not just this difference, but that of her overweight, as well. Though I must say that she happened to be one of the least fat of the bunch, and hopefully it was just coincidental that he passed up other beautiful woman twice her size, earlier on in the series. It certainly did feel that his intentions were sincere and weight, especially given his own, was not the deciding factor. I hope not.

Well, given my long and diverse day, and what is on my plate for tomorrow, I guess that I’d better go at least try and sleep soon. Damn this peach coffee is good!

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