Day SEVEN!

Sorry for the day-delay!! There are only so many exciting things to tell so I felt like I could load up 2 days worth of "stuff" to talk about into 1! I seem to be moving right along...slowly the air is escaping from this Blimp on my shoulders...My sleep is MUCH better. I actually feel rejuvenated when I wake up instead of soreness from sleeping uncomfortably. Still NO pain!! Just getting REALLY aggravated with not being able to open this mouth. Eveything I eat (or try to suck up through a straw) has been pretty much disgusting. I am proud of myself for *trying* some of the recipes that were in this ridiculous cook book of liquified foods, but let's be honest people, if I'm eating something out of a blender, it better consist of something with alcohol or something with Oreos.

I had a bit of excitement last night. I made Mike take me "riding". Don't get excited--this wasn't your Lunenburg type of riding where you leave the house and go sit in a parking lot and talk for 2 hours. It was a good ol' fashioned "cruising". Because this was the first time I left the house, I had to go out incognito. Mike made me trade my trademark Yankees hat for my Bass Pro Shops hat (it was a gift, people). He even went and got a fish hook to accent my look with that extra redneck appeal. Basically I left the house looking like a bridesmaid on the set of "My Big Redneck Wedding" with a wad of chewing tobacco stuck in both of my cheeks. Thankfully this was after 10 so I was not afraid of running into anyone I knew.

I felt comfortable enough with my puffy cheeks to accept visitors today!! My personal trainer and SHBFF, Stephanie, came over and we had a lovely time chatting. Well, I had a lovely time listening to her chat. I'm having trouble holding up my end of the conversations lately ;) I tried a new blender recipe today. Needless to say, I ending up eating another Ensure. I think Mike's in the kitchen making me a Black & White shake now. Surprisingly, I haven't eaten many fattening milkshakes this week. To be honest, I haven't eaten much of anything. I'm definitely getting skinny, but not the cute white girl kind. I'm the cute ethiopian girl that is kind of pasty. Ha. When this adventure is over, I'll continue my secret love affair at night with the treadmill. It's too dang hot to lay out, so I'll rely on decent food after Thursday to give me some color back. Mike says I stare at the TV when restaurant commercials come on like I'm watching something dirty. I've been craving food and restaurants that I normally don't even like! There is a Chilli's commercial advertising new hand-made burgers and I literally pause it and make it go in slow motion just for thrills :) When we rode my Los Cocos last night, I looked like a kid plastered to the windows when pulling into the lot at Disney World for the first time. It's going to be a looonnngggg 5 weeks.

Well, I'm pretty sure I hear the blender coming to an end, so I must come to an end. I'm expecting more visitors tomorrow, so I may actually put a little make-up on these stuffy cheeks. I'll let you know how exciting that was. In the departing words of Frankie Tanner, "Carry own." (Supposed to be 'carry on', but we are country people. I think it's got spunk.)