This is me stuffing my face yesterday as I waddled from one location to another. PMS much?

Mint chocolate cookie Pria bar (110 cals)…whilst putting gas in the car paying an insulting $3.07/gal for 87 grade gas
1 package chocolate Carnation Instant Breakfast mixed into 2 cups of soy milk (130+200)…at Mr. W’s whilst waiting for him to get ready for the car dealership (maintenance on his Prius)
1/2 fresh-out-the-oven ham & cheese stuffed croissant and 1/2 grilled chicken sandwich, plus iced honey chrysanthemum tea drink…lunch at Lee’s Sandwiches whilst waiting for car to be done
1 small cup (2 scoops) taro ice cream…dessert from Lee’s Sandwiches (no, it did not taste like frozen poi. Poi isn’t sweetened.)
1/2 caramel, dark chocolate and almonds candied apple…from Marceline’s Confectionery at Downtown Disney
1 caramel apple martini…at the UVA Bar, Downtown Disney, after completion of candied apple munching
1 huge steak-sized cut of Cajun-seared rare Ahi tuna, 2 strips of grilled zucchini, 4 pieces baked pita bread with hummus…at Malibu Fish Grill in Santa Ana
1 pink grapefruit…whilst watching Happy Feet

I woke up this morning feeling…eeewwwww! Uuuuuggggghhhh! I had to jump in the shower right away to wash out the excessive calories. (Don’t you wish it were that easy?) Mr. W was already up and about, making himself coffee, listening to his audiobook on his MP3 player, sunning on the patio. “Hey!” he said as he saw me stagger out the hall with hair in my face. He hugged me and I leaned my drippy head against his chest. “You took a shower?”
“No,” I said from within the muffled hair.
“Then’s why’s your hair wet?” he asked.
“Sweat,” I explained.
“You little shit,” he laughed. “Don’t lie to me!”
From within the hair: “Don’t call me a little shit! You big shit! You chunk of diarrhea!”

And then I thought about why I feel so shitty. So I came to blog it all out so I can see it here in black and white. Oh, here it is. Blech.