Random things and a WIN

If you wash your hands with lavendar soap, and then eat string cheese...you won't do it again. Lavender cheese is very, very wrong. Got my trick to not eat after dinner!

I need to volunteer in my kids cafeteria more often. Man, they keep you on your toes. For two hours, it's kind of like those old agility drills from gym. Or some people call them suicide drills - you know where you run from one end of the gym to the other and have to touch the ground each time, and then the distance gets closer and closer. It's kind of like that. Besides the fact that it is fun...it's kinda neat to shock the kids a bit. My son is old enough now that it embarrasses him, but oh, all the better. If I can get that kid in the corner who sitting by him/herself to laugh a little, it's totally worth it.

Managed to do breakfast and lunch today for about 800 calories (look ma, I'm counting!). Of course, the fat calorie portion - yeah, probably kinda high. But I wasn't hungry! Failed on the water thing though - somehow diet cokes kept showing up - magically - in my hands.

The "win" I'm referring to was the fact that I was handed a chocolate milkshake today. A FREE chocolate milkshake. It was given to me for being nice and not verbally attacking the obviously very stressed, very upset, and in way over her head new cashier at Sonic. (I was there to get my kid a slushy!). As unstable as she seemed I didn't want to refuse her. I looooooove chocolate milkshakes.

But I didn't consume it. I drove all the way to work with it, and promptly gave it to an overly fit, young lifeguard who probably would burn it off just while drinking it. YAY for me! Oh, it's the little things.

And I did get in a really good walk tonight - instead of driving to our local favorite restaurant, I walked. A mile and a third, at a relatively decent clip (my daughter was with me and on a scooter), until she took a weird turn and somehow fell over. Though after some hugs, some encouragement, and a good pep talk, my little rock star got back on the horse, and we resumed the pace (turns out, she didn't even break the skin - good leggings, I guess). I only had two little pieces of bread (from the ends of the loaf), okay - went to town a bit on the zucchini app, chose the green salad and did the dippy thing with the dressing and fork (instead of my beloved Caesar...with the extra anchovies that our dear and regular waiter always brings me), and picked the lightest thing on their menu. No sauces. No pasta. Asparagus, fish, and a surprisingly small serving of field rice. Yes, the fish was panko breaded and fried...but hey, it wasn't my usual cheesy, saucy, super rich and decadent dish of...yore.

I will say I've been thinking about chocolate since I've come home. Not like diving into a vat of it, just a nip...but instead I'm doing the water thing. Lucky I like water. Ice cold, tall glass. I like the sound of the cubes. And the feeling as it goes through my body. Is that weird? Do other people feel it? Am I that dehydrated in general that I can feel it infusing my tired tissue? Like watching a neglected plant perk back up after a much needed watering?

Tomorrow's (or today rather) going to be a big challenge. Spending the day at a theme park. At least I'll be up and moving around for the majority of the day. It will be an interesting search for appropriate eating, since they don't allow you to bring food in (who am I kidding, as if I would ever be that prepared!). This should be interesting...