#Diet Day 4: Causing a Kerfuffle With #Cocktails at #Karaoke

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(Melissa Wilson Photography)

Day 4 started off really good, up and at ’em early, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Lost 5 pounds so far! WOO HOO! That means one rubber band can come off of my wrist for my Rubber Band Diet. I was invited to an arts breakfast that I attended with an old friend.  Delicious food, good company and a great networking opportunity.

Went home, cranked out a bunch of articles, then got ready for a fun night out with an old friend, to meet a new friend. Rushed so much to get through the work day that I forgot to eat dinner. I never understood when my skinny friend would tell me she forgot to eat but now I see how. Only problem is forgetting to eat is not good when combined with a few cocktails.

Yes, it was karaoke night, a night I was looking forward to after an Ebola-filled week of writing articles about car crashes, criminals, and some 5Ks sprinkled in for good measure.  I was also super excited to meet a really cool dude who I pitched an idea to (that I won’t discuss yet until it’s a go).

For this project I called in an old friend. We had been asked to do another project before this that one didn’t work out. The first producer strung us a long for 2 years and it never happened. We had to sign an NDA (Non-disclosure agreement) before I could pitch to producer #2. Casting Agent/Producer #2 was very interested. We Skyped and I was psyched! Then she got fired from the network. Back to the drawing board. Enter Producer #3 who has a lot of writing, directing and producing film credits…. about 25 more than Producer #1 so it looks good. He wanted to meet the other 2 “cast members” involved so I introduced them.

To make a long drama-filled story short, our best Reality TV hands were shown– Jokers. The night turned out to be what makes for great Reality TV…. unfortunately the morning after turned out to be a Royal Flush and let to a rum-induced Facebook rant (which I thought was funny).

Unfortunately, I often only amuse myself and some of my newer Facebook friends don’t quite “get” the weird, wacky side of Wendi Pop Rock. It’s a wild ride– there are ups and downs, twists and turns, and loop-dee-loops. Sometimes people fall off, scream, cry and maybe someone might puke a little here and there, but when the ride stops to let everyone off, life continues and we go around again.

Unlike many of my other Facebook “friends,” I only really rant maybe once a year. Last year I had a horrible day and posted an F-bomb filled rant. Soon after, I got a virtual wet noodle lashing and responded by saying “everyone else is doing it, why can’t I?” I was told that people expect more out of me. Wow. I didn’t know I had so much power!

Anyhoo, I built a bridge and got over it, and like I always do, I just keep on truckin’. Luckily Producer #3 is super nice and understanding and still wants to move forward. Fingers crossed and spoon under my pillow.

They say Day #3 is the hardest of the No-Carb diet but I have evidence Day #4 is definitely the worst.

Day 4 Stats:

Weight: 1×2  — Starting weight 1×7.5, down 5 pounds, woo hoo! I can take off 1 rubber band!

Mood: Kooky!

Food:

  • Breakfast: 2 cups o’ Joe w/cream and sugar-free vanilla, egg casserole with scallions and spicy sausage at the arts breakfast, scrumdiddlyumptious!
  • Lunch: Baked chicken with ranch dressing and veggies
  • Dinner: Whoops! I forgot!
  • Snacks: Juuuust one too many Captain n’ Diets (Don’t judge, I can’t have wine, remember?)

The night was filled with kookiness, cocktails and karaoke which left a morning of headaches, explanations and dehydration. But we’ll get to that later.

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