Not to mention I've been up since 4:30am when my phone rang. Phone calls at that hour are either a) an emergency or b) some idiot drunk. This was option b. No, I'm not Josh and I bet Josh wouldn't appreciate it if you had actually gotten his number right. That is unless it was an emergency for him. But I'm betting not.
Random beach picture thrown in for good measure. This is me and my absolute best forever childhood friend, Lindsay. We spent a good 7 years attached at the hip. We literally lived together for about a year at one point in time. Meaning, her and her mother shared a house with me and my mother. She is my sister, one of my all time favorite people, and isn't she just the cutest thing? We stayed at her MIL's condo on our Florida trip, because lucky Lindsay lives in Gulf Breeze. Must be hard being her.
The point of this photo is to illustrate that I am officially 14lbs heavier than I was this time last year. Something has to be done. In fact something is being done. I am down 4 of those pesky pounds from last week already. It's not that I stopped working out, although I did become a lazy ass runner, it's that I was out eating my workouts. Did you know that is possible? Yes. Yes it is. You can go to the gym 4 days a week and spend an hour there each time and gain weight. I know some of it was muscle but way way too much of it is not fitting in my jeans right. Luckily I know how to fix it. I've ramped up my running and cut back my eating.
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School started last Tuesday and if you have read this blog ever in your life before this post you know that second only to Christmas and Thanksgiving, it is my favorite day of the year. This is how excited I was last year.
And here is the obligatory first day photo.
I should have lined them up under the house numbers. But...whatever. I now officially have a Kindergartener, a Third Grader, and a Sugarbaby. She was all set up to start her first of two years of preschool, but at some point over the summer her father and I decided to send her back to her beloved Miss Christy. Preschool is not ready for Sugarbaby. She is rotten. Bad to the bone. Hell on wheels. She defines the phrase "payin for your raising."
Two cups of coffee down and the house is still asleep. I'm going to whip up a batch of homemade cinnamon rolls and score major points with the family. Maybe enough that they will let me take a nap.
You are cracking me up! I needed to laugh so thank you from basically a virtual stalker fan of yours that you have never actually met in person. I would say that I am NOT dangerous but that may actually be debatable depending to whom you are talking.
ReplyDeleteI dont know what you looked like before, but for what it is worth, I think you look amazing in that picture - unless you like photoshopped it.... :P
Have a good day and good luck with the running in this heat. Although, I thought it was miserable here, until I spent a few days in Natchitoches, LA - but nothing a drive thru daquiri couldnt solve - but then thats a whole different story.
donna
PS - Please do not buy me a pony. I dont want another living thing to take care of...thanks tho. :P
I agree, you look amazing. And those kiddos are sure growing up! "Josh" is probably thrilled that drunk dialer got you instead of him. LOL!
ReplyDeleteLMAO @ ladybug's pony comment
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome to hear about. After everything I have learned and experienced, I wish more parents would do what you are doing. Shit, I wish I was doing what you are doing for my own kids. :-)
and that comment was totally for the post about Cash and the diet. Ugh. This one is good too. haha...and shut up. You look great :-)
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