Dear Diary

I posted this on my TK message board today but decided to post it here too since it felt very close to a diary entry after I had posted it.

I am the fat kid.

When I was young, if my mother didn't feel like cooking we had pizza.  i always remember chips, microwave cheese and butter popcorn, and a freezer full of Schwan's frozen foods that included pizza burgers, pot pies, personal pizzas, and fried chicken products.  I remember once asking if my mom would buy oranges since I loved them when they were served at school.  She said they were too expensive and since I liked them they'd disappear too fast.  My sister and I use to chase each other and play loudly.  Until: "Would you just sit down and watch tv?!!  That's quiet at least!"  Until recently I took all of the blame for my weight upon myself.  I didn't want to be the person who always blames their parents and doesn't take responsibility.  But really.  I'm learning to not blame myself as much since I've recently realized that i really was never taught good food habits.

I was a depressed teenager who wanted to fade into the background and was convinced I was just a loser for not being able to be pretty or thin enough.  I can't say I'm not still slightly convinced.

Dinner and Dessert

I'm lazy today.  I totally ran a mile and ate healthy, but am too lazy for much else.  Even an extensive blog post.

One thing that has been amazing me lately is our meals.  I've always loved veggies but it amazes me to see how much of our average dinner is good, clean, fresh veggies.  For dinner tonight we had little steaks, corn on the cob, and the biggest asparagus I've ever seen at the farmer's market.

For fun tonight, we went out to the new frozen yogurt place in town.  It was delicious!  I had birthday cake and raspberry frozen yogurt topped with kiwi, blackberries, mango bobas and orange bobas.