Technology, dumb boys, and diets... Oh my!

My tv died. It had been sick for a while- suffering from Black Bar-itis. I was coaxing it along to "hang in there", but my pleas were simply not enough. It's gone. Over. And I am devastated. Not necessarily for the TV itself, but for the lack of instant entertainment. It's amazing how many times I have attempted to turn the tv on only to remember that it's dead. I've missed The View, Friday Night Lights, The Soup... I can't get to my DVR or even watch a DVD! Dear God, the agony! I need to get rid of the body and move on. I have my eye on a Samsung. The next question is: 32 or 37 inches? I think I'll have to see it in person to make the final decision. I'll let you know how it turns out.

Boys are dumb. Even in their 30's. I have very little experience in the game, but I already hate it. No, I take that back. I guess I like the flirting- it's exciting and new and gives you butterflies in your tummy. But at some point, there needs to be a move forward. Like, for instance, A FIRST FREAKING DATE! I used to think that I was overly slow and cautious- which can totally be smart and a good thing- but a month of texting and talking back and forth is pointless if there is no physical attraction, and the only way to know that is to meet the person IN PERSON. And by the way, friends, I know you are soooo over me talking about this. But let me just say in my defense, that I never got to talk about boys in high school or college, so I'm kind of making up for lost time. Please just smile and nod and bare with me.

And finally, this morning, I came across an article (which I tore out of a magazine while working out at the gym- is that a crime? Defacing property? I'm sorry! I'll return it!) titled, "Good Girls and Rebels: Which kind of eater are you?" by Geneen Roth. I discovered that I am mostly a Restrictor- I thrive on rules, tips, and lists. I like regulations because it "provides me with a sense of control" and "predictability". I realized that I don't know how to NOT be on some sort of diet or eating plan. My life is a cycle of gaining weight-losing weight-gaining weight-losing weight. I am a classic yo-yo dieter. I follow all the rules and play the good girl until the facade breaks and I binge: case in point, dinner at Hu Hot last night! Then I feel all guilty and bad about myself, and I get back on plan. I wish that I could eat like a normal person. Eat when I'm hungry. Stop when I'm full. No "bad" foods. Sadly, that is not me, but I'm working on it.