Let's just cut straight to the chase friends.
I lost no weight this week.
Didn't gain any.
Didn't lose any either.
Not. A. Happy. Camper.
(WARNING: IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING INVOLVING THAT WONDERFUL SPECIAL TIME OF THE MONTH FOR WOMEN...THEN YOU SHOULD PROBABLY STOP READING NOW.)
Seriously. Stop reading.
Okkkkkay, I gave you ample warning.
Yes, that whole chocolate PMS rave was warranted because I had a special visitor show up this week.
(Too much? Hey, I thought we were all friends here.)
(Oh yea, and I warned you.)
But that's it friends.
I'd like to blame it on her.
But, I am not sure how long I can keep blaming other things for me not losing weight.
However, I promise that I am staying on course. Each week.
Staying. Within. Point. Range.
All I can do is to just keep on going.
This is my inspiration:
|My matron of honor dress I am wearing in June...at the beach....|
Or the bikini I'd love to be wearing during that beach wedding week...
I think it is the cutest two piece in the entire world.
But okay, let's get real. Me in a bikini???
This is more like it:
Love the polka dots.
In celebration of how I didn't lose any weight this week, the hubs and I did what every normal person would do in my circumstance.
We went to Muddy's Bake Shop.
Okay, okay, before I am flooded with a ton of "Well, there's your problem Jennifer!" emails...
Let me explain.
Going to Muddy's is a monthly tradition for the hubs and I.
We go and celebrate the fact that another month has gone by and we are not pregnant.
It's a "Hooray! Jennifer got her period!" party.
It's our thing.
So, yea, I ate a cupcake today.
And I felt a little guilty about it.
But it was so good.
And I have plans of running that little sucker off.
So, friends, if any of you were wondering if having a little Baby Weaver was on the hubs and I list of things to do right now...there lies your answer.
One day. In a land far far away.
It's just not in the cards right now.
Too much to get accomplished.
Too much to see.
And a few other details to take care of.
Like enjoying being married for a few years.
So, for right now. We enjoy cupcakes. Once a month. At a magical little bakery in East Memphis.
Here's to next month...with another Prozac or Capote.
Cupcake that is.
|Of course, Ryan. I'll be your Valentine any day of the week. Just don't tell the Mr.|
Total pounds lost: still....8.4
Much love, ;)