New Year and being uncomfortable.

As the New Year slowly approaches I have been thinking about my resolutions. I have some things in my life that I need to get back on track. I usually hate making them because when I fail miserably I feel that I lied to myself. I also don't have a list that gets rid of all my vices - only one at a time. (It's really all I can handle).

So - as I was sitting out in the back this morning drinking my coffee I started to reflect on the things that are bothering me right now. This very second.

1. My big fat ass.

2. My nails.

3. My skin.

That's it. I am gonna keep drinking the bean heavily. Stopping smoking? Nope - not yet.

With the three things I mentioned, they all go together. If you think about it - If I start eating healthy again my ass will shrink and my skin will clear. Once that occurs I will care what my nails look like.

The Atkins works for me. I just got to maintain it. I really liked the results and how quickly they came. They stayed for quite a while with the exception of this year - the reason it's failing is because of me. I went crazy. Cuckoo.

I wanted bread. Desperately. What's that you say? I can't have it? Watch me polish off this loaf!

Still until today - my J put stuffing on the table. I baked a chicken. Nothing goes better together. Stuffing is.....Bread. In it goes.

HB has done a great job maintaining his girlish figure. I am very proud of him. But - I see the looks he gives me when I reach for the stuffing. Thing is - it just makes me eat it the kitchen over the sink when he's not watching.

Looks of disapproval don't work with me when I think I am right. I just keep doing it, because I know it irks you.

But - I have now eaten myself into being uncomfortable. I walked into The Avenue last night to buy a gift certificate for my mother in law. The Avenue is like Lane Bryant. Great looking and stylish clothes. But with that place and me - its one of those shops that I never want to purchase from personally. Stigma? Yes. Vanity? Definitely!

I am going to enjoy my holiday. There is only a week left. I will then be away from the chocolates and the cookies and the pies and the candy. I will give myself two weeks of protein and let the Atkins do its thing.

Yes, it boring.

Yes, its dull.

But it works and my clothes wont be so...Uncomfortable.