I’ll Have What She’s Having



Er, well, maybe not. No my fellow pervs, I’m not writing another erotic entry. Today is about me. Then again when isn’t it? It’s a good day. I saw Super Therapist. I made him laugh and blush. He questioned me about how I felt about my anger on a certain subject. I told him I felt betrayed and abandoned. Like I didn’t matter. He asked if my anger left me helpless. I explained that now that I’m pissed, it proved I was fearless. That I could move forward knowing what I want. What I need.

It’s time to get up and Try, Try, Try as my girl, P!nk would say. I’m going to meet that woman someday.

The first thing I need to do is lose the 30 fucking pounds I’ve put back on. I’m an addict. Food, alcohol, the written word, validation, exercise, etc. You name it, and I’ve been addicted to it. I slunk back into the Medical Weight Loss Clinic yesterday and talked to my favorite counselor, Crissy. She has a huge crush on Roger Darling. Whenever she speaks of him, she blushes. I peed on sticks, weighed myself and waited for her to rag on me. She didn’t. We discussed a cleanse and going back on Plan. I wanted to scream, shit, fuck and dammit. I kept my mouth shut though. I purchased 10 weeks of the program and told her I’d be back to weigh in and buy my protein supplements on Friday. Shit, fuck and dammit!!!!!

The next thing to do is go to the gym. I started this good habit again a couple of weeks ago. I bitched and whined the entire time. I suffered from shitty insomnia and a racing heart. Roger Darling and I kept going though. I’m so damn mad at myself. I was running three miles, four to five days a week. My arms were sculpted with muscle. So were my legs.Β I’m walking at a fast pace and getting my ass kicked on the elliptical.

Rog and I have a goal. We want to do the Color RunΒ on May 11, 2013. I will be wearing a tutu, tiara, white shorts and t-shirt. This bitch is gonna look HAWT! Then we’ll get sprayed with paint as we meander our way to the finish line. There’s muscles to be regained and weight to be lost and maintained. I’ll do it again. I’ll fight the good fight. I revel in the fact that my battle will only take 10 weeks instead of the original 15 months it took me to lose 150 lbs.

There’s this novel I’m writing too. Today is one of those days when the words flow like sweet honey. I ache to write all day. My day job prevents me from doing so. I’m an old school writer, even though I’ve only been doing this for a little over a year. I write notes in my journal. The few words I jot down jog my memory and help me fill in the blanks when the time comes to create.

My main character Ian has written the other main character, Maggie their first love letter. He slipped it into her notes for his class. She hasn’t even read it yet. What will it say? I’m not sure yet. I’m sure it will have to do with her hair the color of flames and eyes the color of the sea. He’s a bit of cad though, so he may write something filthy too. We’ll see. BTW, this book is a love story. I promise you it will not be shitty. The love scenes will make no mention of the word inner goddess. I like the words cock and pussy and I’ll be sure to use them liberally. The love notes are the key to my story. They are.

Time to finish up some work. Eat an orange. Drink more fucking water!!! I swear to you I’ve an ocean floating around inside of me. Then it’s off to the gym and red meat and salad for dinner. Yup, this Sparkly Girl’s going to do it again.

Gotta get up and Try, Try, Try. Gotta get up and Try, Try, Try. Hey, if I don’t get to meet her, I can at least look like her. Giggle, snort!

25 thoughts on “I’ll Have What She’s Having

  1. Eat after workout! Your metabolism works faster after a workout!
    I am super looking forward to that book.

    Oh! anything that you write about yourself is perverted! Who the heck are we kidding here!

    love you lots,

    • Love you too sweetheart. I really do.

      I drink coffee before my work out. I burn more fat stores, and I always eat afterward. I hate walking or running on a full stomach. Blech.

      Love you, Nee

    • Yes Yaz, I promise to write inner goddess in my next erotic post. Just for you. :-p
      You are so sweet and kind. You are no cliche. You are a beautiful woman that sees sex as holy. I do too. I promise to write for you. Hmmmmm. The wheels are turning already.

      Love, Renee

  2. Cock and pussy.. very funny Renee πŸ˜€
    don’t lose too much weight though, you’ll look ill.. If that’s a current picture of you up here on the right, then you look might fine to me.. no loss needed!
    However, you are a woman and as such will always be concerned about weight and does my bum look big in this, so good luck in the gym, watch out for Crissy,(only joking) and don’t over do it!!
    Thanks for the laugh Renee πŸ˜€
    love n hugs

    • Oh yeah Seadog I’m a hoot. πŸ™‚

      The picture was taken last May. I’ve put on about 30 lbs since then. I need to eat better and work out. Gotta get back into my size 12 dresses.

      Not to worry dear, I like to be curvy. I’ll never lose too much. Giggle.

      Love, Renee

      • curvy is good m’kay….:-)
        Nice one Renee,do you eat a lot of shit stuff, like burgersand crisps I think you call them chips) and fries?
        We wont talk about the alcohol side of things as eveyone is allowed at least one pleasure in their life ( or two in your case πŸ™‚ ) good luck with your size 12, can’t wait to see the results!
        wmahhhh xxx

      • I’m usually very careful about what I eat. I eat very clean food. Slowly but surely I started eating simple carbs and too much hard candy. Then came the holidays and more desserts. No gym made me lazy. I promise to post pics when I hit goal. I love fries. With buttermilk dressing. YUM.

        mwah back atcha.

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