moving!

So, as it turns out, I am a very lazy person and maintaining two blogs (three if you count my work blog) is really just too much for me, so I'll be shutting Weight Watchers For Food Snobs down. All three of you loyal readers need not fear, however, as I'll be posting regularly about all sorts of things (including Dubs Dubs) over at Leila Loves Television. See you over there!

my body is a mystery

Even after my disaster of a week, I lost weight. Less than a pound, but still. Weight Watchers, you mystify me sometimes.

cruising for a bruising

This has not been the most successful Weight Watchers week of my life. I ate way the hell too many cookies while watching Project Runway on Wednesday (oh, Petit Ecolier! Why must you tempt me so!), got a little over-excited at Otto on Thursday, followed a prosciutto, goat cheese, and fig jam panini at Paninoteca with a flight of whoopie pies from One Girl Cookies on Friday, and indulged in churros and chocolate and linguine con seppia on Saturday. I've been over my points since last night, which I've never done before. I just want to go home and sleep and I have no motivation to do anything I'm supposed to up to and including eating well. I imagine I'll gain when I weigh in tomorrow and frankly, a wakeup call would probably be a good thing.

service-oriented

A lot of people seem to find this blog by searching for variants to two questions: "how many points in Weight Watchers is a gingerbread latte?" and "Can I eat Chipotle on Weight Watchers?" The answers: a tall nonfat gingerbread latte with whipped cream (because fuck if I'm giving that up) is five points and not really, no.

good news/bad news

Good news: Pretty much all my skirts and pants are too big!

Bad news: This means that I don't really have any skirts or pants.

Good news: This gives me a perfect excuse to go shopping!

Bad news: I'm broke.

Good news: Seriously, these H&M jeans I purchased right before starting Weight Watchers almost fell back off me when I tried to put them on.

Bad news: I never once wore them and now the return period is over.

ha HA!

According to the booklet I got at tonight's meeting, dancing vigorously for 15 minutes will net me TWO activity points. Crank up the Mariah Carey, y'all. All I want for Christmas? It's you.

cannell-love-you

I'm currently working on a freelance assignment for an Italian foods company. When I took the assignment, my contact said she'd send over some samples. Guys, I came home today to find a giant box filled with no less than ten bags of pasta, five jars of different kinds of tomato sauce, a jar of roasted red peppers, a can of cannellini beans, one of chickpeas, one of artichoke hearts, and two bottles of extra virgin olive oil. I am set for non-perishable groceries for life, y'all. Or at least until Christmas. I made my favorite recipe with some of the whole-wheat shells tonight and it was as awesome as you might suspect. Later this week, I'd like to do something with more of the whole wheat pasta and maybe the cannellini beans? I'm obsessed with cannellini beans and want to eat them on everything all the time. I'm thinking maybe whole-wheat penne with cannellini beans and arugula pesto. It will be, I think, a very good accompaniment to the season premiere of Project Runway.