This weekend should have caused me to have a mental overload

Things my child did this weekend

  • He put a handful of soap in his hair, spiked it up and declared it washed, then..
  • He cut his own hair!
  • With scissors
  • Then he cut holes in my favorite shirt of his
  • He spent the rest of the weekend declaring he got a haircut
  • In an attempt to throw his cupcake outside he instead threw it so it landed half on my wall and half outside
  • While I was cleaning cupcake bits off the floor and wall he was busy eating said cupcake off the dirty sandy patio out back
  • When I asked him to get off the toilet and get dressed he informed me, "no, I just have more poop in my butt, I not done."
  • I walked in to find him flushing his pajama pants down the toilet, then pulling them out and swinging them over his head like a lasso
  • I told him no, came back and found him flushing an entire roll of baby wipes down the toilet
  • It was time to eat so I gave him some cream of wheat, which he decided to eat with his fingers
  • He also decided to smear cream of wheat HEAD TO TOE down his body, across my table and on my chairs
  • I laid out his outfit for the day, a cute pair of brown and orange board shorts with a hibiscus flower and a wife beater, he exclaimed to Rob, "I NOT WEAR THESE SHORTS THEY TO FOWERY"
  • Followed by, "Dad, these shorts are fower power"
  • I then walked in on him flushing a crayon down the toilet. He went to time out, came out and ...
  • Flushed another crayon down the toilet while dying of laughter
  • Responded to everything Rob told him with SO SO SO SO SO!
  • Then he body slammed Codi and made him scream
  • Then it was time for another meal. He put a couple bites of food in his mouth, chewed it and then turned his head to the right and spit it about two feet across the floor
  • He thought this was hysterical
  • I did not
  • Finally he looked at me and said, "mama, you a girl, and I'm a guy, I'm a guy and a kid"
  • "And mama, you a pincess, mama is a pincess"


Whats all this talk about a reveal?

A LOT of people have been asking me about my big weight loss reveal. I'm all, uhhh, whu? I'm supposed to do a reveal? Hmmm. So! I'm about five pounds away from my original goal, (I am 156 goal is 150). My next goal is simply 145, however I think I need to get to 143 to fit into those jeans I tried on this weekend. First I want to say, I'm not done, we will call this a mini reveal. I'll do another reveal when I reach my final goal, and you know, I have a tan and style my hair and stuff.

A few mini goals I have reached though. I can cross my legs, rather then just resting my ankle on my knee. Fat people can not cross their legs. I can wear a belt, as shown below. And I don't mean I couldn't before, I mean I can now wear a belt as an accessory and not have my shirt yanked down over it to hide my waist. I can buy jeans in almost any store (fucking Abercrombie and their rule about not going over size 10). I can wear some cute tops with out looking pregnant. I can run for 15 minutes on a treadmill which totals about 1.5 miles. This is a vast improvement from the 1/10th of a mile I used to be able to run. I can also run with out feeling like I smoked 15 packs of cigarettes in 4 minutes. These are some of my small achievements. I have more that I hope to reach. I want to feel good in a bathing suit, and not like, oh she looks good for having two kids, but just, OH SHE LOOKS GOOD. I want to wear the jeans I wore the night I met my husband. I want to be able to buy this one certain pair of Luckys (they stop one size below mine, how odd that Lucky only sells some jeans in 32 and some in 33.) Anyway, here you go.

December 2007 weighing 195 lbs
One hour ago, weighing 156.6

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