Don't Tell...........

Shhhhhh...............

This is a secret so don't tell.

My sister made me cry on the phone the other day.  Not in the bad way,  but in the I know she is proud of me way.  Did I say I adore my sis? 

I was talking blog design (she is a graphic artist) with her .  I explained to her that I wanted to create a button to link my blog to my FB page.  Which is a huge NSV because most of my FB friends have no idea how much weight I had gained or the fact that I am now banded (now they know!).  She said she assumed I had told my secret.

I told her it was because I wanted to make sure I would succeed at this.  I have failed so many diets before.  I didn't want the pressure.  I told her that I wanted to reach my goal before going majorly "public".

She paused and said....................

You have already succeeded.  You have lost 88 lbs.

I explained my fear of being stuck here, at this number.  Maybe I couldn't loose anymore, then what?

You know what she said?

She said, hand to heart, YOU ALREADY LOST 88 LBS!!!!  YOU ARE A SUCCESS!

My sister told me I had succeeded.  Me..............succeeded!  Sometimes, we just need to hear that encouragement from the people we love the most.

Are you a member of UASW?

Are you a scale whore? 

Do you step on the scale everytime you pass it?

If you are join UASW.  That's right UASW a.k.a. United Association of Scale Whores.


 I have lovingly started the UASW non-profit organization.  Feel free to post the picture or add it to your blog!

Scale Whores Unite!

Look mom I can tie my shoes..............

Yesterday, I was as giddy as a 6 yr. old.  Because....................

I tied my shoes................

NOT sitting on the floor stretched out but with knees bent.
NOT on the side but in the middle.
NOT loosely to accommodate for my fat piggies.

I just tied them........normally.

HUGE NSV.

I took a picture to remember the day.



See what I can do?

By the way, aren't my new shoes pretty?  My mom took the girls back to school shopping and let me pick a pair too!  My mom hasn't bought me new shoes in years...........seeing as how I am a grown up now.

Well that is it.  

Go forth and tie your shoes..........................

Candid Camera

I just took a photo of myself with my youngest daughter.  It was kind of a spur of the moment, no makeup, hair barely combed kinda photo.  But when I look at the photo for the first time I no longer see that morbidly obese woman of previous pictures.

I thought I would share today's photo and include the infamous Sonic photo for comparison.

Without Makeup

With Makeup

OH MY!!!  I want to tell this woman to put the Sonic down.  Me at my heaviest probably 333.

Yikes!  The former picture should be a billboard as to why you should NOT eat fast food.

Anyway, a big shout out to all my  pool mommy friends who convinced me today that I am looking damn good.  Everyone needs their very own pep squad and I am honored to have mine!



Stylin' New Look......Thanks to a 10 yr. old!

I can not take the credit for downloading my new blog background.  Being the computer-challenged type when it comes to blog design,  I turned to the expert in my house..............my 10 yr. old daughter.

Yesterday, I tried to copy and paste the background with no success.  For 2 hours.  Needless to say, I was a wee bit pissed off at the computer.

My daughter fixed it in 10 minutes.........tops.  No lie.  She is a brilliant computer master-mind. 

What makes my computer inabilities even more pathetic is my husband is the IT (Information Technology ) Director at the hospital.  That's right, he is the head geek.  His wife on the other hand, constantly has to turn the computer off and back on again to fix the problems I create.

So, thanks Hannah, you made mommies blog very pretty.  And if you ever need advice.............she said she is taking e-mails. :)

Gastric Distress

I was reminded yesterday of a story a friend told me years ago.............

Her and her fiance, who is a physician, were driving in West Texas (so i.e. ....middle of nowhere) when he started sweating, shaking and rocking in his seat.  She asked him what was wrong, thinking he was having some kind of seizure-like episode.  He replied, "I am in gastric distress and need to find a place to go poop NOW!"  She nearly fell out of the car laughing.  Poor guy.

Why am I telling you this?  Because yesterday my day was filled with gastric distress.  I don't know if the turkey burger I ate the night before didn't sit well (probably my bad kharma for lying to my husband about turkey spagetti) or I had a tummy bug.   Either way, me and turkey are getting divorced for awhile.

Maybe the scale will go down...........sadly, that was my first thought.

You know you are a bandster when the first thing that you think after visiting the comode is............ I wonder how much weight I just lost.

Confrontation

I will begin by saying I am like an ostrich.  When conflict comes I tend to bury my head in the sand.  Or maybe I am like an armadillo.  I curl up and play dead.........or is that a possum?

Anyway, I avoid confrontation at all costs.  This is a trait lovingly passed on by my mother (no offense if you are reading this mom). 

But, today I dealt with confrontation head on.  It is so unlike me!  I think I have a new found courage. 

I would love to tell you all about my confrontation but it is really personal (am I a tease or what?).  All I can say is I am proud of myself for being an adult and taking some responsibility.

I am so proud of myself that I called my hubby at work to tell him.  He is the one person I fear will give me a negative comment.  But he didn't! 

I am hoping next time something big comes up I won't hide.  I am hoping with all my new courage that I will face my fears head on.

That is a lot to hope for.