Lina sent me a Starbucks gift card for Christmas. Yummmm. I have to use that gift card this week because as of January 1 my Starbucks habit will not longer be a habit but a reward. I’m going to come up with a reward system and my iced grande skim chai will somehow be a reward. No Coke or Triscuit rewards though. They’re dangerous. Very dangerous.

My holiday stunk. I was horribly moody and still sick. I’m on my 13th day of illness. I have improved greatly and I’m no longer bed ridden but my voice isn’t quite right yet, my right ear crackles whenever I swallow, and this cough, this nagging cough just won’t go away.

We’re moving some time soon. My brother is having a house renovated to help in taking care of my father.  Our house is just too cold, too cluttered, too much of everything. I’m looking forward to the move actually. There is a park 1.2 miles from the house and I figure that’s a good marker to walk to and from. I wish my old clip-on iPod shuffle still worked. The new shuffles aren’t clip ons. I had a lime green one that I never left the house (apartment) without when I lived in NYC. I needed it to survive. Kinda like oxygen. iPods are necessary too when you go to the mall so the kiosk sales people don;t bug you. They are relentlessly annoying.

Goodnight bloggies. Talk soon.

Issues? Well, Niki (love you girl!) lives in Dayton Ohio. Lina (love you 2!) lives in Central Jersey (Woodbridge to be exact). And I, 12 Steps for Triscuits, lives in the Northwest corner of Jersey – - or no man’s land. So it’s not like we can grocery shop or workout together with any regularity. It’s cool though because we’re all trying this blogging thing (an adventure in itself) to motivate and keep each other accountable. I hope our blogging skill improves in time. I won’t make any promises for myself but my two amigas are infinitely more intelligent than I!

Okie, so – - We’re in the middle of the holiday season. Who the hell does this? Crazy folk that’s who! The next 6 weeks will be like the lite version of The Tweak Tracy Project and then we’ll give our 110%. In the mean time my goals are to stop eating Triscuits with any kind of regularity, cut the Coke out of my diet, and increase my water intake. Also, my exercise needs to be more than walking to the mailbox. Yes, the driveway is longish but it’s still pathetic. That sounds easy, right? No Triscuits! No Coke! Drink Water! And MOVE your feet – - one in front of the other – - walking to and from the mailbox & car DOES NOT COUNT AS EXERCISE!

I want to fit into my “skinny” jeans again, which weren’t exactly skinny for some but for me it was a huge (no pun intended) personal goal. They were so comfy, GAP (of course), and my butt looked nice in them. It’s all about the butt I’d say.