Also, I am going to throw the scale out the window, run it over with my car and then put it in the food processor.. in all my self-wallowing, I gained 7 lbs. 7 LBS. Srsly, not cool Mr. Scale. I am sure it's broken. It's totally not me. (the first step is denial).
Before I go any further into cry baby sissy la la mode.. I need to give thanks where thanks is due.. thanks for your comments, suggestions and generally just making me feel better. I don't feel so alone on this journey- so really, I should take you all out for a Whopper w/ cheese. It is a Wednesday, you know.
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I so heart you.
Hang in there, and remember that it takes at least 1 full month before you ever see any REAL changes.
I'm sorry your baby girl was sick, is she doing better now, poor you and baby.
When you run over your scale, will you have someone take pictures of that? That could be a really cool post y'know. Just sayin'.
I love you woman, hang in there!
xoxoxox
Ha Ha, you are freakin hilarious. I want to start reading your blog every day! I, too, am on the weight loss journey and it is so dang hard. Keep up the good work, and keep writing about it, cause I LOVE IT.
-Stacie Stevens Anderson (Your best intern ever!!)
Hahahahahaha! I'm reading this on a Friday, does that offer still stand?
LOVE you!!
JENN! I SO love you, girl! You always make me laugh. You even make weight loss funny. It's so good that we aren't next door neighbors because we would be naughty foodies together. I am THE WORST! All I do is think about what yummy treats I am going to make and EAT! Seriously. I think about it every day. I'm trying to be better lately because my pants DON'T fit. But the thinking-about-it makes it worse and I feel restrained or something. So then I rebel and go buy a COKE and a sugar cookie from Great Harvest. (Have you had those, btw???) And both are soooooooooooo good. UGH. It's an endless battle. But I wish you luck, my friend. You can do it! I swear, everyone else in the world BUT ME can do it!!! :) Love you!
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