Do you know that two-thirds of American adults are overweight and that half of these are obese? By overweight, it means having a body mass index (BMI) of 25 or greater and by obese, it means having a BMI of 30 or greater. (You can calculate your BMI at www.cdc.gov/nccdphp/dnpa/bmi/calc-bmi.htm.) Two-thirds! According to Eat, Drink, and Be Healthy: The Harvard Medical School Guide to Healthy Eating, "3 aspects of weight -- BMI, waist size, and weight gained after one's early twenties -- are linked to chances of having or dying from heart disease, strokes and other cardiovascular diseases, diabetes, and several types of cancer, plus suffering from arthritis, infertility, gallstones, asthma, and even snoring". Now, that is scary! Alan was right about taking a walk. We should all take a walk after we eat, even if it's 9 PM!

What is causing our waistline to expand like that? It's our lifestyle! We spend on average 8 hours at our cubes or desks and then another hour or 2 (depending on where you live) in our cars commuting. We treat ourselves to all sorts of fast food and junk. (Yikes, I had a Sausage McMuffin and a hash brown for breakfast this morning!) And then, when we finally have some time to ourselves, guess what we do? We watch TV! ...*sigh*...

Yup, these are my plants. And yes, they look very sad. I'm very disappointed with myself. How did this happen? It must be because of the winter. Ya right! The truth is, I had forgotten about them and had neglected them for 2 months or so.

When I set out to get them last September, I had said to Alan, "It will be different this time and that my plants will not die." I wanted to prove to Alan that my thumbs are not black and that these pots are not burial grounds to anything I plant! Well...so much for that. Better luck next life!

I think that Alan has been pms-ing. For no reasons lately, he wanted to take a walk with me around the block at some strange time like 9 PM and when I said "no, I rather just read/browse/watch TV", he made a "hmph" face. Who walks around the block at 9 PM?!!! Then he got upset and demanded that I work on my journal page. Men are so strange!

86 days till the big day! No wonder I've been having strange dreams. Recently, I dreamt that I was at my wedding and I couldn't find Alan's wedding band, my shoes, and my wedding gown. Almost everything, according to my dream, I forgot to bring with me. Yikes! What a horrible nightmare. I better start making a list of things to bring to LA with me for the wedding.