Hello world!

Tate was at school yesterday (normally PSEO), so we did a quick Hello! : )

Clothes HORSE!!

Ok, I've been back to work for 28 work days now, and only repeated an outfit once so far (as far as tops, I do only have a few pair of pants that fit)! And that was 'cause I was in a hurry that morning, had tried on several things and nothing was "working" for me that morning, so I just grabbed something. Dang...I really wanted to see how long I could go without repeating! LOL

Got a few more blazers this weekend at Goodwill, they had 50% off all winter sweaters, coats, etc., so for $12.00 I got two very pretty blazers and a sweater. One of the blazers still had tags on it. Love it.

I'm really looking forward to spring this year, I'm tired of being cold all the dang time. Of course it might help if the house was warmer than 49 degrees when we got up this morning! Yikes.

Numbers Game

Ok, got on the scale again this morning, and it said 186.4! Wow, just a few days ago I was hangin' in there at about 191 and the scale wasn't moving. That's how it goes.

It'll stick with one number and waver a pound up or down for a good week or more, then drop several pounds in a matter of days. Weird. I wish my body could talk to me and tell me just WTF it's doing!!

That means that now I'm just 26 lbs. overweight. Heck, I was probably born 26 lbs. overweight. : ) Well, not really, but I don't remember ever being "just" that much overweight. Even in high school, when, looking back at pictures now and I really was fairly thin, I was labeled as fat and felt very fat. Wow, brain games win again.

I do have a distinct memory of one of the first times I realized that I was, what...chubby?? I was pretty young, probably around 10 or 12, and we were going swimming at one of mom's friend's pool. Now there was a woman obsessed with MY weight - my mom. She had trouble snapping my swimming suit (I was a growing child ya know!), and made me go get on the scale. I was 126 lbs. Heck, I didn't know I was chubby, or at least didn't think about it. I just wanted to go swimming!

The worst part of the memory is, while we were swimming, I overheard mom telling her friend how fat I was and exactly how much I weighed. Um, like she had anything to say about being overweight?! Nice memory, huh? It's one of those that's burned into your brain, and will never go away.

So I think this summer when I put on a swimming suit for the first time, I'll probably send a finger gesture skyward. Thanks for the memories, mom. : )

Yo-Ga!

It was fun! I really enjoyed it, and was actually sorta surprised at how fast each movement went, I thought it would be even slower, but it was nice. I could really feel that my body had been stretched. And afterward, even though I was sorta relaxed, I also felt energized. Went and did some errands and then home.

The scale moved another pound since yesterday, and I ate a TON, or so it seemed, yesterday. All good stuff, but a bit more than usual. So anyway, now I'm officially in the 180s (ok, 189, but still!). Just 29 lbs. away from "goal."

Life is good. : )

These pictures from work are my POTD (picture of the day) that I take every day and send to the Queen! There's a webcam on my computer, and that way she can see what clothes she's eventually gonna get from me when SHE has the FS (our term of endearment for "just give me the Fuckin' Surgery") next summer.

Goooood, goooood, goooood....good vi-bra-tions! : )

Things are going so well...my hair has stopped falling out for one thing! I hardly get any in the drain anymore, so I'm thinking it's gonna be growing back in now. I didn't go bald after all. Who knows, I may even let it grow long again. A lot of surgery patients say their hair grows back in very curly, time will tell.

This morning the scale said exactly 190.0! It's been up and down a bit over the last week so I knew that drop was coming. Sometimes "they" (other patients) say you need to eat a little more for your body to actually drop a couple pounds, and I think that might be true. Gotta let the 'ol bod know it's really not starving to death.

That means I've lost 71 lbs. since August, and have thirty pounds to go to hit goal, and I still don't really see where another 30 lbs. is gonna come from. I am not horribly focused on that goal, it's just what the charts say I should weigh, or even a little less. I feel fine where I'm at now. No, I don't feel fine...I feel like a million bucks!

I think a lot of people hear so many horror stories about this surgery, or know people who have had a hard time or wish they hadn't done it, but not me. I guess everything has gone as good as it possibly can for me, from the surgery itself to today. Not one single problem really, and I'm so grateful and happy about it. Yes, I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

Today's my first YOGA class and I'm excited to try it. It was supposed to start last week, but we had school cancelled two days because of -30 to -45 wind chills, so all other activities get cancelled too. I bought myself a cute shirt and stretchy pants too! Yee ha! Here we go.

I'm also thinking I might like a Wii Fit system, and with Circuit City going under...I just might go shopping real soon!

Why do I do this??

I ate ice cream. Sigh....

I know ice cream makes me feel crappy now. I know it makes my stomach hurt. I know I will feel nauseous...and want to go to sleep. WTF?? Ice cream makes me want to take a nap.

So what do I do? Today we were in town and I said "some good ice cream sounds good" and Doug agreed. So I went into Coborn's and got us each (and one for Wes) a small container of Haagen Daz ice cream, knowing I wouldn't eat much of it anyway. I got him one full of goodies, mine was plain vanilla with honey.

A little while ago I ate a small portion of the carton, which is not a whole lot. Maybe 1/4 cup, if that. Tasted ok, not fantastic, and I told Taylor she could have the rest.

Now I feel yucky. My stomach is feeling nauseous. Thank God it's almost bedtime anyway, cause I wanna go to sleep!! I don't know if it's my stomach working so hard to process the sugar or what, but it makes me sleepy.

Anyway, I must be a slow learner. But then again, this is only about the third time I've tried ice cream (my old poison of choice) since August, so maybe I'm not so slow after all. : )

Running?? Me??

Yep, I started on Monday with Carol's beginner running info, the treadmill seems to be working ok again, so I'm walking 8 minutes, running 2. Doing it twice for now (supposed to be 3 times, but my morning time is limited - I'll get there).

This morning I was getting bored with the walking though. I couldn't wait for the 8 minutes to be up so I could run. Huh?? Me?? So the second set I started running at 7 minutes, ran 2 then walked for about another 2-3 minutes. It felt good.

Tomorrow is my first YOGA class! I'm excited to give it a try, I think I'll really like it. I need to do some toning so I am not like "Jiggly Puff" (an old Pokemon character)!