Diet Week 8 - and some ramblings

Well, bless me father for I have.....gone off the diet. Not HORRIBLY, but I seem to find myself eating off Sarah's plate and eating her animal cookies. I am eating more grains than I should and don't think I am eating enough veggies. Plus I am drinking more than I should....not like umpteen beers or glasses of wine, but 1 or 2 a night which isn't every night, but more often than not.

I didn't want to weigh this week, but I did and am up, so I am now down a total of 9lbs. WHICH IS GOOD.....but the hard part is we are going to a wedding this weekend, with a Cookie bar...umm cookies. This cookie bar apparently is a Pittsburgh thing and you know I am excited about a table full of cookies....along with my wedding cake. :-)

Anyhoo, I have noticed a funk approaching which I know contributes to my mindless eating....and needing to medicate my sorrows in salty or sweet snacks - um and a glass of wine is good also. The good news is that some days when I start to feel funky, I just say a quick prayer rather than reaching for the triscuits or chocolate- but its heart healthy dark chocolate.

BUT overall, I am still eating way less than I used to. I just hope next weeks weigh in won't be horrible. I am in this for the long haul, so I know I will have setbacks. I am not trying to just lose weight, I am really trying to be healthier. While I am not there yet and seem to be slipping, I can say, I am making progress and need to focus on that.

Tim Russert's passing has me a little scared. My family has a history of heart disease and I want to be around for Sarah Cate for as long as I can. Hearing Tim was on medication and yet still succombed to a heart attack at a young age - like my mom and brother - has had me a little nervous....but I must live each day to the fullest and not worry about things that might never happen. Of course mom and Jack smoked which is a huge risk factor. Thankfully I kicked the habit 9 years ago. YAY ME! All I can do is keep focusing on healthy living.

.......and not think about that peice of Carmel Cake in our frig from my dad's birthday today.