The quest for happy imperfection…

Apples, alcohol, and more apples. That was pretty much the gist of my day yesterday. Except that there was probably more alcohol than apples. Went to three wineries and a brewery, had a delicious trip tip sandwich, a spot of cobbler and icecream, and one (only one!) apple doughnut. Had a fabulous time, even though I didn’t walk nearly enough to cancel out my consumption (especially considering that breakfast was a Denver omelette, hashbrowns, and pancakes) but this isn’t a regular occurrence.

Unfortunately, all is not well. I kept waking up with intense stomach pains. Eventually, my hip began to hurt as well. So, I looked down, and, sure enough, monster spider bite on my hip. Black and purple, and HUGE! Probably a raised area of 3 by 5 inches. So, popped some Benedryl and Tylenol and stayed home from work today. It’s no longer purple or black, just small and red. But it HURTS! It feels as if someone stuck a hot poker into the side of my hip and just left it there. Ugh.  If the pain doesn’t start to go down by tomorrow, I’ll go in. For now I know that the reaction is decreasing (I’m exceptionally allergic to spider bites) so I’m good.

Needless to say, today was not good in terms of exercise (nill) or food. I made up a frozen skillet meal early in the day, and unfortunately found myself in the drive thru for dinner. I slept through most of the day- due to not feeling and the Benedryl, so walking Lucy really wasn’t much of an option. I did make it out to the grocery store, and have some good meals planned for the week. Later tonight I’m going to have to cook up my eggs for the week.

So, on a side note, in between bouts of Benedryl induced comas, I’ve been watching reruns of the Alaska Experiment, where groups of people are dropped off into the Alaskan wilderness for 3 months and have to fend for themselves. I’m thinking this should be my new weight loss plan- an Alaskan winter. Live out in a shack where I have to cut all my own firewood, hike in my own water, and hunt or fish my own food.  I can guarantee I would lose weight! It’s funny to watch though- some of these people are just so ridiculous. Of course, I would be so much better at this than all of them Then again, pooping in a hole for three months? No hot bath at the end of a long day? I think I’ll take my chances with a reasonable diet and exercise.