Note to self: when having will power breakdown in freezer section, dangerously close to ice cream, try to remember that damage control is much easier when you only purchase one rather than trying to save a buck for buying in bulk, thinking you won’t eat all within an unreasonably short period of time. Also, when trying to avoid consumption of something you really want (aka, ice cream), don’t choose something else that has fewer points (aka, peanut butter and banana on toasted oatmeal with a honey heart in the middle) when you know you’re still going to eat the thing with high points right after the thing with lower points. That equals wasted points.

 

Another note to self: When you have to wear two fleece tops and a scarf wrapped around your head in your apartment to keep from hypothermia, it’s time to start looking for job opportunities and a place to live in a warmer climate.

 

As you can imagine, it is beyond freezing in the city. There are very few trees to block the wind so, it’s attracted to the buildings. It whips around them like a bone chilling straight jacket that keeps us locked into a frigid abyss…

 

I just made that stuff up, I’m not really sure if it’s true but, it sounds about right. Seriously, how can anyone operate when it’s this cold? I feel like a crazy person for not having the foresight to plan a vacation to anywhere warm this month. My electric heat is cranked up to 80 and I still feel like Nanook of the North is going to waltz in for a visit any second!

 

I’ve been trapped in my apartment all day waiting for someone to walk by who wasn’t wearing an Eskimo suit. Not a single person. Everyone’s bundled up to their eyeballs. To make matters worse, my windows are so thin, if I stand near one, I can feel the wind blowing. Yet, I managed to eat almost all of the ice cream in my freezer. Don’t worry; I washed it down with piping hot green tea, so as not to get frostbite in my throat. Pomegranate green tea, to be exact, so I got the health benefits of anti-oxidants and a metabolism boost, as well.

 

It’s so cold, I can’t even bear to leave for my favorite yoga class with George. Can I just tell you? If you belong to BSC, go to the one in Government Center, Sundays at 5, for George’s class. You won’t be sorry. I’m usually on the verge of giggles most of the hour. Not because anything unusual happens, he’s just funny. He’s a wiry little yogi around my age who can balance his whole body weight on his pinky. His mannerisms make me laugh. He doesn’t tell jokes or anything like that, it’s just silly. You have to experience the class to understand.

 

So, anyway, I’m missing my George fix today because of this awful weather and I’ve eaten my quarterly allotment of ice cream in 3 sittings. When is this weather ever going to break????

 

I am so ready to move.