My wedding... by the way... was March 21st.
WTF???
I'm now going to focus on a
I read The Secret. See me? I'm visualizing. Skinny. Skinny. Skinny. (Oh... this photo would be at Waimea Canyon in Kauai. Honestly one of the most stunning places on earth.)
Tomorrow, I think I'll spend a little time analyzing what it is that I am doing so very, terribly wrong.
For now... I think I'll go grab some Cheeto's Puffs and chill out on the couch.
Seriously. I can't for the life of me figure out where this weight is coming from!
;o)
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I call that, the "happy fat". If you're like me, I eat when I'm happy and I don't when I'm stressed. Normally I eat healthy, and I exercise, but I also want the entire bag of cool ranch doritos while watching WEEDS.
Like right now I'm making bacon. I usually make turkey bacon because it's healthy and smart, but Maeve likes good old fashion fatty, greasy bacon. And of course I'll eat some. And of course it will go straight to my butt and sit there until some major household disaster sometime in the future when I lose my mind and have the ability to starve my way through the stress.
On a positive note, when things are shit, we look good. Right?
Now that I think about it... I DO lose weight when I'm stressed out. That would explain my very thin wedding pictures... I was seriously stressed before the wedding.
And it doesn't help when I attempt to eat healthy all day and then Kev shows up after work with 2 large pizza's & breadsticks at 8:30pm. It's so unfair! He could eat those 2 pizza's himself and probably lose a pound or two by morning!
Really...I hate you both!! Come talk to me when you both start passing the size 10 mark! ;o)
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