brahms ate soup...

i'm sick. disgustingly and wretchedly sick. approximately every 20 minutes i sneeze... or think that i am about to. i've went through 2 boxes of kleenex... big boxes of puffs ultra to be exact. i'm tired of blowing my nose... ugh.

needless to say, i haven't been back to curves. however, the lovely lady that manages called me today to make sure i was ok... and that i was going to come back! how very nice. i explained that i have the death-plague... and that i didn't want to come in and spread it around. she appreciated my thoughtfulness.

while being sick, i decided that i should at least pay more attention to what i am eating... and started counting calories. i know. it sounds so boring and controlled. but... that's what i like about it. well... not the boring part. but, having the complete control. hopefully this method combined with exercising... well... i'll be azores beach-ready in no time!!

i made turkey soup today. i love making soup. the process, the smell, the warmth. i don't understand how the "soup nazi" could have possibly been such a harsh person. being around all that soup all day... you think it would have been incredibly soothing for him.

like a lullaby in a pot.