I have no idea where my weekends go.  I know that I say that every Sunday but… I really mean it.

Today I spent the whole day watching football.  During the second half of the Indianapolis game, I baked up some baby quiches to snack on.

Good thing S was there to eat the other half of the package, because I polished off this whole plate faster than you could say “I’m in love with Peyton Manning.”  And I don’t know about you, but I can say that very fast.

After a not-so-great first half, the Colts came back for the win.  Yay!  Then on to the second game of the day.

I actually didn’t have a favorite to win, Vikings or Saints.  I don’t really like either of them.  But at least it was an interesting game!  During the game, I polished off a cottage cheese cheesecake pudding with strawberries and angel food cake.

I was tired and grumpy after the game, but made myself (and S) go to the gym.  I like to go on Sunday nights rather than Mondays, because Sunday nights are always pretty empty, but Mondays are packed.  I did 30 min on the stepmill (and felt like I was going to die…)  S did stepmill too

The highlight of the gym trip?  We stopped at Subway on the way home!!!  YAY!  I had my footlong turkey on whole wheat:

With a bag of Cheetos on the side.

Sometimes ya just gotta have those Cheetos.

It’s not easy bein cheesy.

I don’t know what my problem is tonight.  I just feel totally down and not like myself… but I can’t put my finger on why that is.  Hopefully watching some Hell’s Kitchen that we DVR’d will help…