Harry in a hat! Me + Jenny! My big butt on your screen! It’s THANKFUL ON THURSDAY, y’all!

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Which is nice, because this week has been one of those very-bad-no-good kind of weeks for the most part, but I’m trying to focus on the amazing aspects of this week.  Because y’all, some really amazing stuff happened – like house showings, a delicious salad for lunch today, & a case of triplets in a ute (that is not mine).

So curl up in a comfy chair with a laptop & a good book, maybe a cup of tea or decaf coffee.  & reflect back on how sometimes, the small amazing moments in life can make up for a week of suck.

1.  Did I mention that one of my best friends is HAVING TRIPLETS?!!

2.  Harry in a seersucker hat with a grin on his face.

3.  Butter toffee coffee.  I also like how it rhymes.  Toffee Coffee, Toffee Coffee…

4.  For my hot piece of ass husband.  Y’all…he’s a hot piece of ass.  I love him, but I also still wallow in pools of lust over this man after (almost) four years of marriage.  RAWR.

5.  Boys & their dog.  & dreaming of the years ahead full of scrapes, dirt, wrestling, & wild boy cries mixed in with the happy yaps of a good pup.

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look – Tuck’s tail is blurry, she’s wagging it so hard!  ha!

6.  At the same time, dreaming of an office all of my own with pink walls & flower prints & a vintage, romantic feel.  A wingback chair to curl up in with a throw.  Fabric swatches & scribbled journals & loved paperback books.

7.  Etsy.  Need I say more?

8.  Surviving something today that could have been BAD NEWS BEARS, but I managed it by myself.  With some hard-core Cognitive Behavioral Therapy & a little medicinal assistance.  I couldn’t feel my face, but I also didn’t have a mental breakdown so we’ll count it as a score in the opponent’s goal.  BA – 1.  PPD – 0.  SUCK ON IT.

9.  Meeting new friends over beet bruschetta & loaded tater tots (the latter I did not participate in although I did have 2 beat & goat cheese slices, yummmm…)

10.  In less than 48 hours, we’ll be doing this:

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but not this:

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FOR OBVIOUS REASONS.

(or maybe not-so-obvious:  she’s knocked up & i’m on meds that don’t really skip down the yellow brick road of happiness with alcohol)
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Pants on the ground.

This is a giveaway for $50 prize pack of baby belts, hair accessories, you name it.  It also has a picture of Harrison in it.  You’re welcome to enter, you’re welcome to just swoon at this blonde hair & let that be that.

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Bojangles.

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It’s only the most delicious fast food ever.  Fried chicken, fries with Bo Spice aka a special spice they sprinkle on top, biscuits, mmmmmmm….

Zero effort.

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i’m tired.

my camera is currently out of commission, which is hindering any inspiration.

my meds are messed up right now, which leaves me cranky & unmotivated.  & like it’s raining, even though the sun is shining.

i would like to drown it all out in bojangle’s & swedish fish, please.  or at least a large cup of good coffee & a journal, but i don’t see time for that anytime this week.

& my right driver’s side tire is going flat, which is icing on the cake

so i’m rocking a ponytail instead of putting in effort.

mmmmm, bojangles.

& at least i got everything done i needed to do yesterday, which always makes me happy.  i like clean slates.

i do not, however, like it when i realize my tank top has shrunk up too much & is therefore channeling britney spears circa 2001.

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but did you hear?  one of my besties has three buns in her oven.  & that makes me thrilled down to my toes.

Making it count. (isn’t that a tagline to Titanic or something?)

I almost forgot it was Sunday evening & therefore time to write McFatty Monday (which is why sometimes I’ll slip & say “tomorrow” because I’m lazy & I forget to write like it’s already Monday.  I’m a cheater).

Y’all.

I gained.

There.  I said it.  I’ve gained weight.  Because I haven’t followed the program.  & like any diet plan, when you don’t follow the program, you either gain weight or stay stagnant.  I stayed stagnant for several weeks.  & then I gained.

& I have nobody to blame but myself.

I didn’t gain much.  A few pounds.  My 189 weight had only held steady for like, 2 seconds (I must have been really dehydrated with a clean colon or something) so the real low weight was around 193 when I went into the hospital.  & then I fluctuated between 194-196 for a few weeks.  & I’m at 198 lbs now.  I refuse to blame the medication by saying it’s making me apathetic in its ability to simmer me the hell down.  I blame me not exercising.  I’m blaming those candies that were such “small handfuls” that they “didn’t matter.”  & then I wonder – how much of the little stuff do we not count?

Not just in weight loss – but in life?  How many times do we let a handful of M&M’s slip by, thinking that they don’t “count” when in reality, you just threw back 100 calories within 10 seconds?  Decide to get a small cheeseburger instead of a salad at lunch, tell yourself it’s just one meal so it doesn’t “count?”  Or, on the flip side, how many times do we lose a pound & poo-poo it as nothing, one pound doesn’t “count,” when really, it’s one pound closer to your goal?

Tonight, I recommitted. AGAIN.  Because that’s what weight-loss is for me now – small recommitments that COUNT, every single day.  Sometimes every single meal or every single snack decision.  I went for a walk.  I packed my snacks for tomorrow already.  I filled my water bottle to get at least 20 oz in on the commute.  Small things that count towards the bigger goal.

Make those small moments count this week, okay?

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& at the same time, realize how far we’ve all come in six months.  Over 25 lbs.  Two pants sizes.  2.5 dress sizes.  I’m getting there, slowly but surely.

p.s.  my toaster oven is my new BFF.  why have i not discovered toaster ovens until so recently?!
p.p.s.  required disclaimer: i am being supplied with nutrisystem food by nutrisystem, free of cost to me.  sweet, right?  but i assure you, i began nutrisystem on my own in january, spent my own money for 4 months, & fully endorse the program.  i’m just thankful that they’ll be helping me out on my last leg of the journey!  to join me on the Nutrisystem program and to receive a special offer, call 1-877-704-0597 or click here.
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