Thursday - April 3rd - and I'm having one of those days when there are so many things going on in my head structuring my thoughts into logical sentences feels like trying to herd cats so either I just ramble them out and move on or fill my journal with funny photos. I may do both before it's over.
ATF - actually doing well; ate breakfast this morning for the first time in many months; I woke at 3:30, finally got up about 4:30 and two bottles of water and cups of coffee later decided I was still hungry and I'm not going to ignore my hunger for a while; it hasn't been doing me any good.
3MZ - (Midnight Madness Munching Zero) - I've lost actual count; estimating three weeks now; am happy to just recognize 'another night' of 'not doing that'.
F2MC - (fat to muscle conversion) am really settling down and thinking about that more. I haven't stepped on the scale. I may hide it under the bed while I continue to record food paying attention to getting enough protein daily.
And the rest? Poor Mushy has a purple bandage on her front left paw - ripped her toenail out when she hung it on the bike basket (as I was lowering her to the ground) The bad news is I feel like the most horrid Mommy in the world. The good news is that's one less toenail to be ever clipped again as it won't grow back. And she, unlike her Mommy, HAAATES the pedicures.
Well, I am hungry now - have been for about an hour and had two bottles of water and a babybel cheese so I think I'll go stir up a spinach and tuna salad. I've been doing a lot of web surfing thanks to the 'Love Yourself' challenge and have some neat pics to share.
Have a wonderful day. Thank you for stopping by to visit with me.
Bells
BTW - the pug is not Mushy but still made me smile:
