Here I am, another uninspired day. I’m having trouble breathing through my nose, so my throat hurts and my lips are chapped. The dog is curled up next to me and his tummy is gurgling like crazy, which makes me stressed out because last time that happened, he was up at 2 am barfing.

The school had conferences tonight, which led to some positive conversations with parents. I loved especially when, after talking to a mom and daughter (who has struggled in the past), they walked away and the mom reached out and hugged her daughter with pride. That is good. I was only there for a couple hours because I only teach part time at the high school now.

I treated myself to some pineapple fried rice from Eastside Thai restaurant on the way home (my favorite). It’s the first time I’ve eaten rice in over a month. It was so delicious. I love rice, noodles, and all things carbohydrate-heavy, but I’ve been avoiding them lately in order to readjust my diet. Thing is, I’m really hungry now. I haven’t been hungry at bedtime hardly at all, but after eating rice and a salad for dinner, I’m hungry. It had chicken, so the protein was there, but I guess not enough.

I’m not really sure why it wasn’t as filling as it should have been. I did eat less than I used to eat, but I can’t eat as much as I used to. Maybe it has something to do with the type of food or something. I’ll have to do a little research about that, I guess. I’m never really sure what sources I can trust when it comes to something so riddled with emotion as weight is. So much junk science. I’ll figure it out though.

Here’s a picture of my potentially sick pupper.