Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Take It Off! Take It All Off!
So, yesterday, I was pissed off at myself. And this was my course of action:
***I planned out several recipes for this week (breakfast, lunch, and dinner). No dining out for you, Sistah. Get your ass in the kitchen and cook (Ever notice that cook is a four letter word?)!
***I went to the grocery store after work and bought REAL groceries...You know...the kind you have to cook (Again with that four letter word!). I bought fruits, vegetables, lean meats, healthy snacks, etc...all of the stuff I need to be prepared for Operation Ass Shrinkage.
***I cleaned out my refrigerator/cupboards and rid my house of any junk food that had been lingering since the holidays. Adios salt-n-vinegar chips! Arrivederci Oreos!
***After throwing out all of the shit food that I had in the house, I put my groceries away AND even though it was ALREADY eight-thirty in the evening, I made fat free muffins for breakfast AND a casserole for tonight's dinner. GO SALLY FRIGGIN CROCKER!
***And finally, after cleaning up, putting all of the cooked foods away, and taking a bath, I RESISTED the television AND the computer and went to bed. Because you see...If I am going to get up at the ass crack of the morning to ride George Clooney, I have to get enough sleep. Because if I don't? The alarm clock will go off and I will want to smash it to smithereens and bury it in the backyard. Not.A.Morning.Person. If you get my drift...
So that's it, peeps.
Apparently, I'm off like a prom dress!
I think if my ass could clap, it would...because it is going to be soooo freakin happy.