235
My body seems to love this range.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Weigh In - 04/14/2013
236.5. Yep still in the 30's range.
Not sweating it.
Well....kinda sweating it.
Still working SUPER hard.
Well...except for that week in Vegas.
Never fear, goal is in sight.
Not sweating it.
Well....kinda sweating it.
Still working SUPER hard.
Well...except for that week in Vegas.
Never fear, goal is in sight.
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Sh*t I don't want to forget.
1.
I was getting ready to go out with friends so I put on some wedges and mascara.
Henry: "Are you going to CVS?" (because we go there...A LOT)
Me: "Do I look like I am going to CVS?"
George looks up, scans me up and down and says, "She must be going to WALMART."
Sigh.
2.
Henrico comes into my office/bedroom and points to his feet.
"Mommy, can't make the bugs stop buzzing."
Me: "Do you mean that your feet are asleep?"
Henry bends down and whispers to his feet, "wake up little feeties."
3.
All four of us are piled into the car, going on a family shopping to trip to Walmart. When we get there, Henry says, "Can we come in?"
Me: (sarcasm) "noooooooo. You guys have to wait in the car while daddy and I go in. Have fun!"
George: "That's sarcasm, Henry. S.A.R.C.A.S.M."
I am training them well. BuaHAHAHAHAHAHA.
4.
We are having a hard time potty training Henry. He simply isn't ready but we don't let an opportunity pass to point out that things would be a lot easier if he actually took a dump in the potty. That being said, he is still in his crib because, frankly, he can't get out at one in the morning and pull the frog out of it's habitat and put it in my bed.
My Dad came down on Friday to help me. He had put Henry down for a nap but Henry woke up an hour later yelling, "Grandad, I HAVE POO POO."
Grandad: "Henry, if you went poo poo in the potty you wouldn't have to ask for help!"
Henry points to the crib and indignantly says, "Does it LOOK like I can get out??"
(not like that would make him want to potty train)
Grandad: "Point taken, shutting up now."
I was getting ready to go out with friends so I put on some wedges and mascara.
Henry: "Are you going to CVS?" (because we go there...A LOT)
Me: "Do I look like I am going to CVS?"
George looks up, scans me up and down and says, "She must be going to WALMART."
Sigh.
2.
Henrico comes into my office/bedroom and points to his feet.
"Mommy, can't make the bugs stop buzzing."
Me: "Do you mean that your feet are asleep?"
Henry bends down and whispers to his feet, "wake up little feeties."
3.
All four of us are piled into the car, going on a family shopping to trip to Walmart. When we get there, Henry says, "Can we come in?"
Me: (sarcasm) "noooooooo. You guys have to wait in the car while daddy and I go in. Have fun!"
George: "That's sarcasm, Henry. S.A.R.C.A.S.M."
I am training them well. BuaHAHAHAHAHAHA.
4.
We are having a hard time potty training Henry. He simply isn't ready but we don't let an opportunity pass to point out that things would be a lot easier if he actually took a dump in the potty. That being said, he is still in his crib because, frankly, he can't get out at one in the morning and pull the frog out of it's habitat and put it in my bed.
My Dad came down on Friday to help me. He had put Henry down for a nap but Henry woke up an hour later yelling, "Grandad, I HAVE POO POO."
Grandad: "Henry, if you went poo poo in the potty you wouldn't have to ask for help!"
Henry points to the crib and indignantly says, "Does it LOOK like I can get out??"
(not like that would make him want to potty train)
Grandad: "Point taken, shutting up now."
Weigh In - 03/03/2013
Sorry for not weighing in on Friday. Believe me when I tell you I was way too busy.
236.2
I am not sure what to think but I have been doing everything right so I will stay the course.
Thanks for your support!
236.2
I am not sure what to think but I have been doing everything right so I will stay the course.
Thanks for your support!
Friday, February 22, 2013
Weigh In - 02/22/2013
237.6 - Pictures of destroyed scale to come.
Joking aside, this is beyond frustrating. From counting every calorie, to working out 6 days a week, I am doing it all.
Joking aside, this is beyond frustrating. From counting every calorie, to working out 6 days a week, I am doing it all.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
"Harry Potter" Nut Job
When I first started dating Mark, there was nothing I could say to him that would make him even consider reading "Harry Potter." To show you how flippin' old we are, this was well before the last few books came out.
He simply did not understand my fanaticism. "I am not going to waste my time on a child's book."
For me, it was a world that I instantly fell in love with and, I am not going to lie, wished was real. Reality just couldn't match Hogwarts.
For some completely forgotten reason, I got him to read the first book out loud to me. Then the second, third, and fourth. Each night was, "just one more chapter." I fell more in love with him as he fell more in love with those books.
Needless to say, the foundation of our relationship is built on our love for books in general. Unfortunately, when you have children, it's much harder to find time to read. It's a pitiful excuse, I know.
The reason I bring this up is because the four readers of this blog also love love LOVE "Harry Potter" and I thought they would enjoy this conversation between Mark and I.
Me: "Why is there a picture of Helga Hufflepuff on my desk? Are you TRYING to insult me?"
Mark: "It was in the last chocolate frog we opened."
Me: "Over my dead body would anyone in this house be in Hufflepuff."
Mark: "I thought Henry might be."
Me: (gasp) "How DARE YOU? No one in this house would be in Hufflepuff. NO ONE."
Mark: "Well then Henry has to be in Slytherin. You know it's true."
Me: "It's better than #$%ing Hufflepuff."
Mark: "Well then he can be in Slytherin...with his mother."
I love that man.
He simply did not understand my fanaticism. "I am not going to waste my time on a child's book."
For me, it was a world that I instantly fell in love with and, I am not going to lie, wished was real. Reality just couldn't match Hogwarts.
For some completely forgotten reason, I got him to read the first book out loud to me. Then the second, third, and fourth. Each night was, "just one more chapter." I fell more in love with him as he fell more in love with those books.
Needless to say, the foundation of our relationship is built on our love for books in general. Unfortunately, when you have children, it's much harder to find time to read. It's a pitiful excuse, I know.
The reason I bring this up is because the four readers of this blog also love love LOVE "Harry Potter" and I thought they would enjoy this conversation between Mark and I.
Me: "Why is there a picture of Helga Hufflepuff on my desk? Are you TRYING to insult me?"
Mark: "It was in the last chocolate frog we opened."
Me: "Over my dead body would anyone in this house be in Hufflepuff."
Mark: "I thought Henry might be."
Me: (gasp) "How DARE YOU? No one in this house would be in Hufflepuff. NO ONE."
Mark: "Well then Henry has to be in Slytherin. You know it's true."
Me: "It's better than #$%ing Hufflepuff."
Mark: "Well then he can be in Slytherin...with his mother."
I love that man.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Weigh in Retake - My scale hates me
So after my disappointing weigh in yesterday, I was literally down ALL DAY. I just couldn't believe that I was doing everything right, i.e. eating right and working out, and it just wasn't paying off. IT. WAS. SO. FRUSTRATING.
I am kind of a scale whore. I weigh myself everyday. It gives me the motivation I need for the rest of the day.
So...I weighed myself this morning....
233.8... WHAT????
There is no way I could have lost 4 lbs overnight. I sighed, thinking it was wrong, turned over the scale to reset it and wipe some of the crap off of the bottom. I stand on the scale again...233.8.
I reset the scale again thinking I might have fun doing this to the scale...
http:///www.quickmeme.com/meme/3peujz/
I stepped on the scale again. 233.8. Ok, I think it's made up it's mind. Maybe it sensed my rage. In any case......
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
SO FLIPPIN' EXCITED.
I am kind of a scale whore. I weigh myself everyday. It gives me the motivation I need for the rest of the day.
So...I weighed myself this morning....
233.8... WHAT????
There is no way I could have lost 4 lbs overnight. I sighed, thinking it was wrong, turned over the scale to reset it and wipe some of the crap off of the bottom. I stand on the scale again...233.8.
I reset the scale again thinking I might have fun doing this to the scale...
http:///www.quickmeme.com/meme/3peujz/
I stepped on the scale again. 233.8. Ok, I think it's made up it's mind. Maybe it sensed my rage. In any case......
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....
SO FLIPPIN' EXCITED.
Friday, January 25, 2013
"Oh, you got a Lap-Band? You have it soooo easy."
Out of all misconceptions associated with weight loss surgery, this is the one I despise the most. Mainly because it's anything but easy. Here are the reasons why:
- The band is NOT implanted over your mouth to act like a filter for any food being shoved in. Guess what? You can put anything in your mouth that you did before. You have to monitor every single thing that goes into your mouth. Just like a regular diet.
- The band does not exercise for you. Believe it or not, it does not make you climb on the elliptical and move your legs for you. It also does not give you the will to do it yourself. You make those decisions yourself.
- You can and WILL gain wait if you don't eat correctly or exercise. It's very easy to gain a pound a day with a lap band.
So why did I choose the lap band? Because I needed help and I had made a decision to change my life. Don't think for one moment that if you are considering a lap band it's going to be easier than before. It just gives you another tool to work with.
Weigh In - 01/25/2013
237.6 - This is after I weighed in at 233.4 and then adjusted the scale so I am not sure which one is right but I did have to prevent myself from physically hurting the scale. I am not the first one to think that, though, right?
A loss is a loss, I guess.
In other news, today is my lovely husband's 36th Birthday. Happy Birthday, Mark! Ich Leibe Diche!
A loss is a loss, I guess.
In other news, today is my lovely husband's 36th Birthday. Happy Birthday, Mark! Ich Leibe Diche!
Friday, January 18, 2013
Weigh In - 01/18/2013
237.8 - GGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I feel my body trying to fight me to get back to where it's comfortable and I will not let it. I will succeed in becoming the person I deserve to be.
I feel my body trying to fight me to get back to where it's comfortable and I will not let it. I will succeed in becoming the person I deserve to be.
Friday, January 11, 2013
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Back to weighing in
Today, Saturday, I weighed in at 237.6 which is up from my post stomach flu days but that can be expected. Also, and I can't stress this enough, life has been sort of hellish lately so keeping on tract is about all I can do at this point.
See you next Friday :)
See you next Friday :)
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