week 25

...insomnia strikes again. this time i'm blaming the czar of portion sizing at our local chain restaurant. there's really no need for meals that size. heartburn is plaguing me already and we've got 15 weeks +/- left to go. ugh. to temper this i'm supposed to eat smaller portions more often. i have yet to master not consuming any food set before me or in my general vicinity. at home, i've resorted to dining off of salad plates.

...i loathe the day when ray ray requests birthday dinner at the rainf0rest cafe. the animatronic animals are decidedly creepy. jala suggested we never take them there and they won't know what they're missing. instead ray ray will be screaming "let's go to claire's". for the right-coasters, claire's pantry is the l.c. version of the parkside diner but with a bar packed w/ elks lodge 1043. a rare culinary gem for seattle. speaking of ewing, did anyone ever actually drink at the grogge shoppe?



...25 pounds heavier is the difference between sometimes feeling pregnant and always feeling pregnant. the holidays were a gluttonous month or so as the inlaws house is conducive to eating more often (entire meals are left out all day for grazing) but not the smaller portions part of my diet. on the plus side, it's the first i've been able to hold a pencil under my boobs. i'm feeling gigantic and have stepped up to wearing maternity or jala's clothes exclusively. the tube top/regular shirt combo doesn't quite work anymore. my regular tops creep up over my belly. not attractive.

...names for today: andre, theo.

...new year's resolution: same as last year, the catchall for every other resolution: to have my daily choices match my long term goals.