…for tomorrow I diet.
As in: South Beach, starting tomorrow. This last bit of wine in my glass, right here, right now: the last until February 1. Yep.
Not to mention the giant bowl of vanilla ice cream and fresh strawberries I just finished, and the quesadillas for dinner, and the Junior Mints in the movie, and the sushi last night (the white rice part anyway, and the mochi ice cream), and the crepes the other day, and even the oatmeal for breakfast this morning, laden with brown sugar and dried fruit: that’s it: all forbidden in Phase 1.
I am stating this publicly, just so you all know. And so I can keep honest.
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The movie: Mark and I went to see Avatar at the IMAX. It was his third viewing, first at IMAX; my second, and second. It was wonderful, once more. I saw so many things I hadn’t seen the first time.
Then I drove him to the Oakland airport and we discussed it. The visuals, of course: but the plot as well, the story. The characters. And the (promised) sequels, and what will be done with those, maybe, perhaps, we hope.
I am not a critic, and won’t pretend to try. I know Mark plans to post some thoughts soon (following so quickly on his first actual post earlier today!), so I will simply refer to that one, when he does. Because he’s smarter than me.
And that’s fine.
And now: to bed, if I can even bear to lie down, with this many calories in me, bulging at my poor belly. Because you see, I had to get rid of all the things in the fridge and freezer that *aren’t* on the diet, and I can’t bear to throw food away, so… :/