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Fat Tuesday, indeed ...
Published: 2/17/2010 2:33 PM
Last Modified: 2/17/2010 2:33 PM


Scarily enough, this figures briefly into my blog today.

Mardi Gras was a little heavy on the "gras" for yours truly (that'd be me -- hopefully).

The day started off well enough, except for that whole waking-up thing. Didn't go to the gym, as I went Monday morning AND evening. But I ended up going to the John (eww, that's not a good nickname -- Gymboree's even better than that) at 5:30 p.m. for my last smoking-cessation class. Got a certificate with my name on it and everything! It's always handy to have documentation of accomplishment.

However, I kinda got all back-slidden Baptist-esque later in the evening -- and I feel compelled to share. I'm supposed to be honest and stuff on here, right? Well, kids, I'm about to be -- perhaps "honest" in a totally TMI way, but whatev. If you'd rather not know the intimate, potentially icky details of my life, then don't read the stuff between the asterisks below. Just skip down to the more pleasant, positive words under the second row of *********** that I type. That's your lunch-spoiler alert, 'K? Here goes ...

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So I go to the Mardi Gras parade in the Blue Dome District last night (very fun event, turn-out seemed great), then went to Lord V's for a movie he and I had already seen 1,009 times.

Anyway, it's 10:58 p.m., and I'm hungry. Didn't bring anything over to eat, so the words "Fat Tuesday" and "pepperoni pizza" kept lollipopping to mind. "South Park" goes off the air, I dial Mazzio's and order a pizza. "I'm a whore," I kept saying to myself. Over and over.

Pizza comes, and I accidentally DON'T tip the guy. I suck at cash transactions, need to rectify the situation soon so they don't drive by Lord V's house one night and pelt our cars with toppings. Anyhoo, we're watching the movie, and I eat HALF the pizza. Could've stopped at one slice, felt kinda bad after two, but I went and hogged up on FIVE SLICES. Granted, I'm used to eating a whole pie, followed by dessert; but having lost 20 pounds since Jan. 4 as of Sunday, my conscience kept gnawing at me like ... Well, like me on a pizza bone.

Here comes the bad part, so skip down below the asterisks if you're queasy. Some of y'all know I have a history with eating disorders -- anorexic my 10th grade year, then bulimic off and on from June 2004 to March 2009. Well, for the first time in several months, I excused myself to the restroom and ... Well, you know -- talked to Ralph on the big white phone. Guilt grows, I go home, get a semi-decent night's rest, then run four miles at the gym, thinking about the pizza most of the time. Yeah, it's screwed up. But a decent run made me feel better, as it almost always does, and I realized that today's a new day (I'm a genius like that), and I'm not going down that path again. So there.

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Puppies! Unicorns! Rainbows! Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.

Here's how Tuesday's vittle intake went:
BREAKFAST: Oatmeal with blueberries
LUNCH: Black beans (from the crock pot -- not bad, but it's cheaper than eating out every day) and some carrot sticks
SNACK: Apple with Provolone.
SUPPER (at 11:30 p.m. -- NOT smart): Half a pepperoni pizza. Obviously, I didn't eat enough earlier in the day -- mental note.

I'm doing better today, though, and the fact I'm able to fit into a size-33 pant as I type is a cool reminder that I'm on the right(ish) track.

Holler at y'all tomorrow -- a.k.a., Friday Eve!

Peace, love and asterisks ... XOXO


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While other kids were watching "The Smurfs," Scene Writer Jason Ashley Wright was tuned in to "Style with Elsa Klensch." By fourth grade, he knew he wanted to write, and spent almost three years publishing a weekly teen-oriented magazine, Teen-Zine -- circulation: 2. After earning a degree in journalism from the University of Southern Mississippi, he became the medical reporter and teen board coordinator for the Hattiesburg (Miss.) American, a Gannett newspaper. Eight months later, with visions of Elsa dancing in his head, he applied for the fashion writer position at the Tulsa World, where he began working on Aug. 3, 1998. He is now a general assignment reporter for Scene.

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