Maintaining It or Losing It? How About a Little Pick Me Up?

I've been doing Weight Watchers, but really, just trying to change my eating habits all together. I've been doing pretty good, if I may say so myself. I've lost my 5%, and working it on down to my 10%. Well, I reached my 5% on Monday, and so, for those of you who don't know WW, you then set a new goal. I set my next goal at my 10% from the starting weight. Now, I looves my WW app on my iPhone. With the new plan it make it possible to stay on track. I would be lost without my app. The problem is, I have to use it. And I haven't. Since Monday, I lapsed in to the lazy zone.

Well today I went to my handy dandy app to get back on track and my daily points target changed from 29 to 35?? What, I can eat more now? What's up with that? I looked everywhere to figure out why I suddenly had 6 extra points. Sometimes I find it hard to meet the 29 points, so I wasn't overly ecstatic about it. I finally broke down and called their 800#. Crapola, when I met my 1st goal, it switched me to maintenance mode, instead of weight loss mode. Hmph! My app failed me.

Well, I've been maintaining for a few weeks. It seems every weekend there was some party or something to celebrate, the shower, Audrey's party.... So although I did great through out the week, I was getting it all back on a party day. At least it was a minor loss every week, .2, .3... You get the drift. That last 1.5 pounds to my 5% took forever. But I made it, and now I'm back on track. I think.

Speaking of points... I made tiramisu for the 1st time. I actually made 2. #1 was with the regular savoiardi cookies and I think I overly doused them in the espresso, it was a bit soggy, but all the flavor was there. The 2nd one I used 1/2 chocolate and 1/2 vanilla savoiardi cookies and it was perfect! So much work, I tell you. But it was fun, and now I know, less liquid is better. Mike was lovin' it. He's the one that kept bugging me to make it. I know I won't get too points crazy, because I don't care for tiramisu too much. It's good, but overly rich for my taste. Give me a baguette any day over a piece or tiramisu.

Tonight, London Broil slow cooked in a delectable mushroom sauce, with fresh herbs over risotto, and .... hmmmm ... asparagus? Surprisingly low in points the way I prepared it. I'm eating some baguette with it, since I ran a lot this morning.

Now, off to drop the boys at church and to pick up some fresh bread and asparagus.

Big Talent, Big Lips, and Pink Toe Nails

Talent show is done. It was GREAT. Hunter did so well. He came out a little shy, but it took no time for him to feel at home. Here's his 1st appearance.

The Flip was great, but I was a little record happy and missed the last 2 joke sessions. He appeared 4 times, once was the talent show finale. I got them on my iPhone, but I'm louder than Hunter.

AJ's soccer day in the sun was fun, and long, and windy, and hot. There was no parking, save for a mile away. Mike and Hunter went to church 1st while AJ and I went to check in. I walked a mile, with chairs, and camera, and blanket, and cooler... Then, I made sure everyone was slathered in sunscreen. Except me. I got burned to a crisp. And we lost all 3 games. 

So now, I look like some bad Beverly Hills face job, overly tanned leather face. Super big swollen glossy lips from cold sores. Big monster cold sores. Big monster lips. Looks like I had collagen injections. So painful. I'm overdosing on L-Lysine bills, and Vitamin E, and Vitamin C, and slathering on the Lysine gel. And it hurts. But my raccoon white eyes are just fine. 

So Jake Jake is back, helping the boys in the garden. They are getting the garden area ready for planter boxes. They're doing it for me. My boys are so good to me. Jake Jake has been back a few times. He loves it here. His eyes are still super goopy infected. I hate it. I want to get him drops, or whatever he needs. But I know his people do pay him some attention. I know this because there is proof. Pink sparkly proof. Pink sparkly toe nail proof. He's comfortable in his manhood. Sierra, on the other hand, doesn't take him seriously anymore. 

Tonight... 

Back to the talent. 

Going to a Sharks game. 

Fan appreciation night. 

They've been on fire. 

So psyched. 

Mike wants me to wear something that covers my lip. 

I'm thinking I'll leave him at home.