Day 6 - BIRTHDAY POINTS!!!!!!!!!

Awww yeah today is my Birthday, that must mean birthday points. Apparently NOT! and nor does it mean that everything you eat only has half the point value and it definately does not mean that everything that has a point value get's added on so you have more points than what you started the day with. BUGGER!

I guess that means the Big block of dairy milk Chocolate my Grandmother got me will have to be spread out of the course of the next week... possibly fortnight. I know... she tries, she's 87... you have to let them away with things like that when they get to that age and besides at least she made the attempt. She's not quite ready for a home and not quite ready for the grave either and absolutely deadly behind the wheel of a car. Although there are days when sometimes.... just sometimes....

A couple of times in the last few meetings I've been at there have been a couple of people who have asked me why I am there...."But you're Skinny"... and even though they have heard the story about how I was a chubby kid and who used to be picked on by a teacher (Its gets told at just about every new meeting I attend) and then had lost the weight and am now slowly putting it back on they still ask. I can understand that. Although I may be at the very top end of my healthy BMI I'd like to lose the spare tyre thats slowly forming about my waist and at least be able to fit back into the BRAND NEW pair of jeans that I brought about 18 months ago and have only worn once. A lot of my journey is going to be about maintaining a certain weight, learning about the right choices in foods instead of potato chips and 3am maccers runs. I still have some weight to lose and I do believe it's not going to be an easy journey at all. In fact sometimes I actually doubt whether or not it's worth the hassle and all I have to do is look at a picture of my father when he was my age and pictures of him in subsequent years and I soon remember why I'm doing this.

As I said, today is my birthday, I'm another year older, another year closer to that "middle age spread", I'm starting to go grey and bald... Guess I'll be buying a convertible next.

On the plus side... tonight I had one of those frozen WW meals for dinner.... Nan thought I might like a heat and eat for dinner, when she got it from the freezer she was like "Ohhh sorry it's a WW one. I thought it was one of those ones in the red box."

"The Ingams ones?"
"Yeah"
"It's ok that'll be just awesome"

Heated.... Eated and it was awesome, in fact I could have probably eaten two.

Oscar was not too happy with me as he didn't even get a look in. "Sorry little fella but I licked the bowl clean"
I bent down to give him a pat, he rolled onto his back, let me start to scratch his cheast and then proceeded to show me exactly what he thought about me cleaning the plate. Yup... fountain of piddle straight up into the air.... down my arm and onto my shoe... Little bastard.

So I FINALLY got something for dinner I can point and eat without worrying too much about what it was. 5 Points... I can only hope she makes that "mistake" again.


Now...

Where's that block of Chocolate.