So, it's all about the ratio. Since I have not made my good food list, I decided to indulge in the bad food list, when I got a powerful cravin' for sweets. I am now sitting on the couch with a plastic bag filled with bulk generic whoppers. The problem is, these are not the officially sanctioned Whoppers brand whoppers, and they have WAY too much chocolate, and not enough whop. So you have to chew through three yards of chocolate to get to the whop. And I think that is just wrong. Ratio, people, ratio.

I've decided to practice more discipline in my life. I've bemoaned the fact, blamed my parents, and shaken my head over the fact that nobody in my life has noticed so far how brilliant I would be if I had just had enough discipline. So instead of burning time trying to figure WHY I have no discipline, I'm just going to ask it to come into my life. Wow, sounds almost spiritual.

Here is what I'm going to ask discipline to do next:
Me: "Discipline, please get me off this couch, into the shower, and in front of my desk so that I can do my state Sales tax form that is one week late, and print out the shower invitations that I've been putting off all day."
Discipline: "Move your lazy ass off that couch."

See? That was easy. And with that, I'm gone.

Planned my menu for this week, but still couldn't incorporate the food off the diet plan because I am sick, again. Got some sort of virus, bad cough, headache, throbbing head. So I'm going to put it off for another week. Really, this is just getting ridiculous.