No, really, where does the time go? I can't believe it's been a month since my last blog entry. Good thing my gigantic following of 1 person is so patient.
I've started counting and measuring my food again. I've been pretty good with it during the week, then the weekends come and I'm a mess. Which I wasn't really too upset about since I was exercising, too. I even lost 8lbs. I fit into last years jorts!! Then I saw pictures of myself at LSC with a friend and his daughter. Holy cream cheese shit. I am fat. Like, do you have a mirror in your house, type fat. Like, just cause it comes in your size doesn't mean you should wear it, type fat. Back to the measuring and counting and cardio. I think I'm going to print pics from my awesome photo shoot and tape them to the fridge, the beer fridge (cause that helps), my lunch box, and my phone background. Just to remind myself what I look like. Either its going to work, or I'm going to name my first child Honey Boo Boo. We'll see.
Then I was attacked by a spider. Ok, maybe not so much attacked by it, as much as I saw it in my bedroom, tore shit apart, lost my mind, cried, donned rain boots and gloves, and finally trapped that dirty, hairy, killer. I didn't know what to do. None of my designated boyfriends were around. I left it trapped, for hours. I was convinced it was going to break out, and I would surely face certain death. Finally BuddyBuddy came home. We haven't spoke in 3 days. You can bet your sweet ass I spoke to him today. He took the devil outside and crushed him. I'm now on high alert for his minions to show up in retaliation. BuddyBuddy will probably find me spun up and hung from the ceiling with blood dripping from my eyes.
I'll keep you posted.
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