Those sticky pesky damn 5 lbs....
I've lost them yet again!!! Now I just need to stay motivated to get beyond this set point my body has. I'm blaming it on my body because it just cann't be me that is the problem.... I must have some kind of unconsious fear of getting to 145....like I might find a life or something. School is a bitch this semester and that makes me eat, I'm busy as heck with tax season, that makes me eat, I'm always in a rush so that makes me eat the wrong things...could someone disable my drivers side window?? That would help a lot! Not to mention ds with his preteen angst and hormonal emotional roller coaster and slothiness!!! I'm bringing out the garbage bag and throwing away everything on the floor. Anyone need some boys size 10-12 handme downs, slightly dirty and heavily wrinkled, dog hair and floor lint included???
Yep in a weak moment Christmas morning I let a gorgeous face and beautiful brown eyes talk me into taking them home with me. (No not MR Hottie, although the description matches pretty well. He's only allowed to spend the night occasionally. At least until he smartens up and realizes I'm perfect for him and we both find more than an occasional evening we can spend together. )
I caved and got ds a puppy...it was adorable, just a handfull of white fluffy fur with a huge black spot on his back. Well it seems like Puppy Chow has magical properties...By Dec 30 that handful of fluff weighed 7.5 lbs...by Jan 23rd, it weighed 18.5 lbs...now the darn thing is about 33 lbs....with feet as big as mine. He's totally changed colors and has an attitude problem...he talks back and doesn't listen to directions...kind of like ds in his bad moments....
Right now they are both sulking in their rooms after suffering the wrath of MOM!!
Time to go get ready for job #2 because one of the daycare kids from job #1 just spilt koolaid all over my kitchen floor...she's pretending not to see it............GGRRRRRR