Yesterday was my friend The Brunette Foodie‘s little boy’s first birthday party. (I cannot believe he’s one already.) When I was getting dressed to go, I decided I wouldn’t wear my swimsuit because Joshua likely wouldn’t play in the water anyway. He never does. Usually. Except for yesterday because I wasn’t wearing my swimsuit. Go…
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Vive la Revelacion! And I’m baring all. Again
I had a revelation this past week, y’all. One that it took me until this morning to realize, but a revelation nonetheless. This weekend I made playdate plans with my friend The Brunette Foodie. These plans involved water. And swimsuits. And toddlers. Oh my. Because I have a nervous child who takes a minute or…
Whew. Recovered.
I know that a ton of this weight issue I’m having right now is due to the hormone imbalance I’ve got going on. I mean, having a period every 17 days is kind of hell on a woman’s sweet tooth, you know? However, I watched myself last week and I’m happy to report I’m back…
It’s Monday, Monday, Monday…
“Gotta get down on Monday.” Or something like that. You’re welcome, by the way. I’m up 2.5 pounds this week, and you know what? I don’t care so much. I’m in the last month of school and our Super Mega Important Tests are next week. There are meetings after school and papers to be graded…
Now I’m a tortoise.
194.5. ONE NINETY FOUR POINT FIVE. I’m seeing progress, people. Slow, steady progress. But I’m only seeing that progress on the scale, really. My body? Still looks mostly the same. Except my size 16 skinny jeans get too big too fast. The jeans have stretch in them. And stretch? Stretches out. So then they are…