In the effort of "saving time", you can read my rant about Daylight Savings Time here. I need to move back to Indiana, they are geniuses over there.
While we're discussing past topics, remember this: October 31st... katiefleck vs. evil scale, round 2?
Um, could you please forget I ever said that? I failed miserably trying to drop my weight from 140 to 128 pounds. < insert excuses here > I was at 136 for a bit but then this evil Halloween candy found its way into the house (hey, I had to buy early because all the good stuff would be gone if I waited!). Mmmm, tootsie rolls...
Anyway a few good things have come from this, I've cut my daily Mountain Dew habit from two or three 12oz cans (eek, 24-36 ounces!) to one 20 oz bottle. The obvious solution seems to be that I need to exercise. At 27, I don't have the same metabolism as I did at 20. Plus the weight I lost? I'm guessing it's more muscle than fat in the first place. I have this image of me slowly turning into an oozing slime creature. So I'll be at the gym bright and early Monday morning!
Why the fuss? 138 pounds isn't that bad, I know. All my size 8 clothes still fit. But I'm shallow. Seriously. I love hearing "You don't look like a mom of 5!" Although I'm not sure if they mean my size or my age. It might be the age because the other day a campaigner knocked on the door and handed me a flyer, "give this to your parents." Okay but I doubt my parents who live in another state really care about the local tax issue.
Which brings me back to the question that's been bugging me: What exactly is a "mom of 5" suppose to look like?
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