Life without TV part whatever......

Once upon a time (a few years back) I was in for my annual Doctor's visit and he told me I was fat.  He's German and does not mince words.  Just straight and to the point that man.

After I stopped crying, he told me that I should eat only those things I DON'T see on TV. 

So you know where I am going with this don't you? 

Since I haven't been watching TV.....

today I had a McGriddle for breakfast

and Chicken Fingers from Whataburger! 

Yum

Life without TV

Sunday:

Lived life fine without the tube.  In the evening, around 7ish, I turned on the radio, laid on the couch and read one of my books from a stock pile.  Around 11ish that evening I woke up after having fallen asleep some time after the first few pages.  Was wide awake for several hours, so I cleaned out the closet.

Monday:

Read the same book as Sunday, fell asleep after a couple more pages.  Cleaned out the pantry.

Tuesday:

Surfed the Internet until bed time.


Am I cheating if I surf the net instead of watching TV?

I Pledge Not to Watch TV....

Day One:

Waking on Saturday, I grabbed my diet Dr. Pepper and headed to the living room where I plopped on the couch and turned on the TV.  After about ten minutes a commentator came on to speak about the election.  Then it dawns on me....I haven't anything good for breakfast.  As I sit there wondering what to eat, the commentator drones on and on and on.  Then I remembered my pledge.  I turned off the tube and didn't know what to do.  Perhaps I can only think of what to have for breakfast while the TV is blaring.  I go back to bed. 

Unable to fall back to sleep I get dressed and go to the grocery store.  After buying out the store (never go grocery shopping when you are hungry) I head out to the car only to see the rain. A monsoon....more like a torrential downpour.  I have no umbrella because I didn't know it was going to rain.  I wait.  10 minutes later its still raining and I am digging through the bags to see what else I can eat. 

I make a run for it.  My groceries and I are soaked.  Seems it was a bad time to be environmentally conscious and request paper bags. Turns out there was a big storm forecast for the day which I might have known if only I watched the news.

What did the pioneer folks do before TV?  How did they figure out if it was a good day to ride into town for supplies?  Never the less, I will continue on with my pledge.  No TV. 

CRAP! Today is the Super Bowl!  How am I to watch the funny commericals?!

I Pledge....

It's political season again.  YAY!    I haven't gotten over the last one and that was pretty brutal.  It felt like it lasted two years.

Now, every time I watch TV all I see is an update about who is running; what who said about whom; who paid the most taxes and who slept with whom.  I really don't care.  I know I should and I should be involved in the election process but it all seems so juvenile.  The name calling, the insulting, the posturing, and that's just from me. 

Every candidate talks about what's wrong and who is doing wrong but they just don't seem to say "how" they will fix it, or "how" they would do better. They speak that politico speak that says everything yet nothing all at the same time, cloaking their ambiguousness about any given topic so they never really make a commitment to one thing or another.  Just thinking on all this is raising my blood pressure!

Well, I have decided to make a stand.  I pledge to stop watching the boob tube for at least a month ( I should really stop until the election is over but I'm thinking about all my season finales I might miss.  I'll just play it by ear.  Hummm...I kinda sound non-committal, like some of those politicians I am trying to hide from.)

Instead of watching TV, I will read a book, garden, vaccuum, do laundry...wait...I might need to re-think this. 

NO...I will do it!      NO TV for a MONTH.

A Sign from God

Yesterday while eating lunch with my Mom, she asked why I hadn't made that chocolate cake I use to make all the time.  She was hoping I would make it again soon.


Then this morning I was reading a comment about my last post  from Daddy P and he had pointed out his word verification was a derivative of "gateau" (a cake) and that it was a sign (about exercising). 


After noting that, I went to check my email and received a note from a friend who wanted me to read this:

  http://www.sogoodblog.com/2012/01/18/quick-bite-mcdonalds-oreo-cookies-n-cream-pie/


So I decided God must want me to make a chocolate cake!  I pulled out my recipe for the cake my mom requested.  It's called a Black Devil's Food Cake. 

Hummm....something to ponder.