Weight Update #8: Curve ball edition

Don't panic, it hasn't been 2 weeks yet. 

But since I absolutely won't want to weigh myself next Friday (I obviously will be a little preoccupied next Friday), I figured I would rearrange the schedule just a bit and weigh myself this morning. 

That's not to say I will get off the hook next week.  I am sure we will weigh in at work on Wednesday, but by Friday, I probably won't want to see the damage I have done over the giant bird holiday.

So without further ado, here's this week's poundage:

That's right folks.

That's a 1-4-9, or if you talk trucker talk it's a 1-4-9er.

Either way, it's awesome!


And yes.  Those are really my feet. 

You can tell by the chipped nail polish toesies that have been in every weigh in pic thus far.

And I don't know if you can do the math or not, but that's 3.4 lbs since my last weigh in, just last week.  That's more than I have lost in most 2 week segments.

And I am really happy. 

Only 12 lbs. from the pre-preggo weight.

That feels good. 

And that's before the race tomorrow.

Let's be honest, between weight loss posts and man-sick posts, have I beat a dead horse or 2 this week? 

You decide.

And I will just keep on smiling.

The Panic Button

Something strange has happened. 

My world just got shook up.

In a world where I only cook to eat, I just found out that I will be hosting Thanksgiving dinner at my house.

Strange isn't it?

Me, a former Home Ec major, frozen in panic at the idea of cooking a turkey?

I am mentally preparing the list of things needed to make a Thanksgiving Dinner complete.

1. Turkey
2. Gravy
3. Mashed Potatoes
4. Stuffing
5. Green Beans
6. Broccoli Casserole
7. Mac n Cheese
8. Sweet Potatoes
9. Pumpkin Pie (I happen to despise Pumpkin Pie)
10. Apple Pie (did I stutter?)
11. For some reason, I am very tempted to try this....

If anyone wants to help me prep or give me some advice, it is MORE THAN WELCOME!

Otherwise, Boston Market, here I come!

My Honest Opinion: Disinfecting Spray

I am a germ freak.

You should know that by now.

What?  Aren't you convinced?

Fine, I will drive it home with a story, IF YOU INSIST....

During Little Man's 1st month (or maybe more, who's keeping track...), we kept a sign on our front door that looked a little something like this....

Germ Freak/Paranoid.  Potato/Potahto....

*Shrugging shoulders* 

What can I say?

I am not a friend of germs.

There is no sickness that comes or goes in my home without me having germ killer on hand.

Ask me how often I use it, and I will tell you pretty stinking often.

I'm a little like the old lady in "The Ghost and Mr. Chicken" - "...and they used BON AMI!"

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As though it's a miracle cleaner or something.

But I totally get her. 

Because that's how I am about my Lysol.

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It's somewhat of a wonder to me that I didn't have any on hand this weekend when Techy was sick.

Because I seriously use this stuff all the time.

Despite Dwight Schrute's opinions on health and hygeine:



Yeah, I don't go that route.
 
Clean a shower.  Spray it down with Lysol.

Clean a toilet.  Spray it down with Lysol.

My kitchen sink gets a spray like every other day. 

My trash can needs a spray more often than it gets it....

When we first moved into our house, I refused to use the bathrooms until I had sprayed down every square inch with the stuff.

Now, I have not performed any scientific experiments to PROVE the germ killing power of the stuff other than spraying down Techy's pillow and then sleeping on it with my mouth open, while drooling, and not getting sick.

But that's good enough for me.

I mean, seriously, if I can drool on a pillow that he wallowed all over with his man-sick-self and not catch the dreaded disease, then something's gotta be working, right?

Just sayin'....

I like me some Lysol. 

And that's all there is to it!

Note:  Since Lysol knows nothing about me or my post, I can honestly say, I use the off brand version and have found it to work just as well for about $.60 less.  I can also admit that I don't walk around my house calling it the "can of Great Value disinfecting spray".  I call it "Lysol" even though it isn't the real stuff.  Know what?  Everyone still knows what I am talking about.

Helpful How-To: Dealing with the Man Sickness

If you recall, earlier in the week, I posted about a certain someone's bout with Man-Sickness.

Thankfully, my friend, Ceej provided her 2 cents worth....

I promise, you'll get a laugh.  Especially if you are a female with a male in your life.



After having been married for nearly 5 years,

And after having observed Techy being sick all of 4 times in 5 years,

I have learned that he doesn't cope well with being sick. 

After having talked to several of my friends, most the males in their lives don't cope well either.

And since we are only on the brink of Cold and Flu season, I figured I would provide you with some helpful hints for dealing with someone suffering from Man-Sickness

1.  Coping is the name of YOUR game. 
The idea here is to get through it without hurting anyone.  I would recommend carrying around a pillow to scream into, if necessary. 


2.  Be as nice as possible to the sicky.
There is nothing worse than a sick man.  Except perhaps an UPSET sick man.  Remember the golden rule, Treat him as you would want to be treated.  (Even though, you and I both know that there is no chance that he will clean up your sick messes once it's your turn.)  Remember the goal is just to survive the man-sickness. 


3.  Whatever you do, DO NOT give that man a bell.

And you probably shouldn’t be calling him bunny either.  This is for the sake of your own sanity.  You should probably take away all mobile devices as well.  As in the case of my 2 dozen texts in 30 minutes or less.  It’s just safer for you, and safer for him. 

4.  Keep your distance.


The last thing you want to do is to catch Man-Sickness!  If it is necessary for you to sleep on an mattress in YOUR baby room, then so be it.  If you need to carry one of these around

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Then, so be it.   You will thank yourself in the end!


5.  Try to love him anyway.

Believe it or not, he has no idea how pitiful, miserable, and difficult he is being.  In a few days, he WILL return to his normal, wonderful, handsome, loveable self.  And you may still have your sanity.

In the meantime, be strong, be brave, and be ready!

See ya!

And you thought you were the crazy one....

I am so stinking excited about Black Friday.

As in, really, really excited!

As in, I am having dreams about Black Friday.

Nightmares, really. 

I have already determined what my big ticket item will be.

And I am already wanting it.

Dreaming about it. 

Dreaming that I WON'T get it. 

I woke up at 3 a.m. in a panic about it. 

Something is definitely wrong with me....

What a difference a month makes

Are you sick of the weight loss posts???

Sorry. 

It's the bright spot in my life right now.

See this picture?

It was taken on October 2.

Just a little over a month ago.

I don't look like that anymore....

As evidenced by this scary picture:

There is a distinct lack of cheek and chinnage.

This pic was taken October 2nd as well....

As I discussed in my earlier post, there are a few less characters in my life since this picture.  Like a D or 2.

And as you can see from this post, my arms may be a little smaller as well....

Just sayin'....

The Little Things

One thing about weight loss...

When you go from this

To this

To this

To this*

Some things are going to get lost in the shuffle.

Like, cough *the girls* cough.

If you don't have any idea what I mean, then I officially hate your guts.

Let me explain to you what happens when you go from having the 36DD's of pregnancy/nursing to the flat tires of this next phase.

It goes something like this:

Your stomach ends up bigger than "the girls" for a lot longer than you hoped.

Meaning that for months AFTER your baby has arrived, you end up getting asked questions about when you are due. 

However, it should be noted that my belly is officially smaller than "the girls" now.

Time to celebrate! 

Cake, anyone?


*that was 10 lbs ago!!!  Holla!!!