In the deep freeze

This morning I was up at the butt crack of dawn (as my delicate flower of a daughter says) and decided to lightly steam some asparagus for my vegetable at lunch. It was nice fat local asparagus and the thought of enjoying it much like a carrot made me excited for lunch. In my flurry of activity to get out of the house for the 7 a.m. meeting I go to prior to work, I ended up forgetting my lunch. After the meeting I zipped into the driveway, left the motor running to dash in and grab the food. Well. What the hell did I do with the asparagus??? And suddenly it dawned on me...I'd put it on a plate to cool, and stuck it "for just a couple minutes" in the freezer to cool fast so I could wrap it up right away.

Out of sight, out of mind, esp. for a 56 y/o nut case who forgot all about it. The result? An asparagus popsicle, complete with mini iceberg on the plate. I was only gone for an hour and 45 minutes total! Zsheesh! It popped off the place in one large piece - ice berg included, and made a loud thud upon hitting the bottom of the trash.
Oh well, now I'll have to have a cheeseburger and fries for lunch. NOT! I have a great salad made up and will add some feta and tuna to it right before eating. I was really bummed at first when I serveyed the popsicle as I LOVE fresh asparagus cooked to just al dente tenderness. It really did cross my mind to eat something ridiculous to "make up" for my tragic loss.

Tomorrow is my weigh day, and I'm telling you now that if I don't post the number, you can ask where the hell it is. I've been eating okay, but each afternoon have indulged in my new favorite up-scale snack...saltines and butter. Ever since Chris said she ate 10 of them every other day with real butter (but included them in her total calorie count for the day of course because she is like, really working at weight loss) I've been having some every day. And now it's been over 10. Won't say how many - usually 10, and then 6 more. No binges, but that kind of crap is not on my plan.

Seems any vehicle with which to bring butter into my mouth will suffice, because I don't like saltines that much. At all. I ate one alone yesterday and thought, "these are really crappy". But with a nice slim slice of ice cold creamy butter, they're a downright taste sensation. So no more of that. Saltines are gone. The butter is still there, but even I don't eat butter without a horizontal plane upon which it can rest. In general my eating has been loosey goosey, and I'm nervous about the weigh in. And I'm going to post my weight. If not, know I'm full of sh*t and call me on it.

Have a good day everyone, and may your vegetables not freeze!