Update

OK, so I haven't measured any of my body parts - not even for that last post, but I have weighed and...drumroll please...

I'm down 5 lbs!

Of course the scale at the doctor was messed up week before last and said I was down 10lbs from my weight the night before but if I took that measurement I'd have to then claim that I gained 5.

Bonnie has suggested a competition, and I'm game but I need to know what's in it for me? The satisfaction of losing weight just isn't enough...or I'd be a whole lot skinnier than I am now. :)

Here we go again...

OK.

I'm going to lose weight.

No really. I am. And YOU are going to help me by keeping me motivated because I have to post my results here. So here are my starting stats and I'll post the amount of change each week...

Weight: Some lbs
Thighs: some
Butt: some more
Arms: less than butt

As a start I ran/walked 3 miles today because I was sitting in the backyard and got sick of looking at my fat. So here we go again...

Frog E Mama

Hey ya'll...

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U.S. Olympic Men = HOT!

I have an olympic size crush on several of the US Olympic men. I have been watching more Olympics this year than I ever have and I just don't remember the guys being this HOT! The entire gymnastics team is so cute...especially Jonathan Horton. He is just way too cute! I want to just gobble him up. Usually there's one I think could possibly be cute in the right light, but not this year. This year they are all dateable. That is if they would want to date a married mother who is not back to pre-baby shape. Oh, and if Chris would agree to let me date 6 other men. Somehow I think I'll just have to admire from afar.

Speaking of Olympics, last night one of the Japanese gymnasts changed his pants on world wide television in a way that was so admirably modest that I think he should come and give lessons to all of our pop princesses. He took off the shorts from the vault and put on pants for the bars and we never even saw a glimpse of anything we shouldn't have seen. Of course, he obviously had on the little one piece thingy so we wouldn't have seen anything anyway, but if he'd been wearing panties, we wouldn't have seen them!

OK, I must go now, my men are being interviewed on The Today Show.

Girls gymnastics is tonight...I'm sure I'll have a girl crush in the morning.

Cracking myself up

OK, sometimes I crack myself up.

Sometimes I write things that I think are hilarious and people only pick up on the serious.

Honestly, I crack myself up a lot.

Today I am copping out. I wanted to post but it feels forced so I'm giving you a quote from my myspace blog...

"And now that I have gone ahead and written the word nipple twice, I feel that I must continue to type it. Nipples. Does typing nipple make this porn? Am I going to be sensored by Walmart? Is somebody putting little black stickers on their screen right now over my "nipples"?"

CRASH!

Today I feel like I have hit a brick wall. Last week was filled with laughter, sarcasm, food, family, and a house full of love. Today it's Madelyn and I.

Last week my mom, dad, and sister came for a week long visit. We had a blast, running up and down the road to catch the metro and get to DC just in time to eat and take in a museum. Madelyn had new arms to go to at every little whimper of boredom and tons of people on our travels to flirt with. She loves going and seeing people, she's not so good at the down time and now daddy is in the field so we went from a house full to an empty house and we're both feeling a little empty.

I love our little family of Chris, Madelyn, Domino, and I but there is something about having my parents and sister around that just makes life feel fuller. We laugh more than sane people should and just roll with the flow of life. Even though several of our outings could have been horrible or put a real damper on the trip (a freak thunderstorm while walking to the metro, 95+ degree weather, blisters, fussy baby, and a long week for Chris), we all just bounced back and made the best of it all.

I love family and we are so blessed that we have families on both sides that love, support, and add to our own lives even though we are separated by so many miles.

*Eye roll*

I am a reality TV junky. There, I admitted it. I love the drama, the silliness, and the absolute insanity that insues when you have a bunch of random people trying to date one moderately random person or when there are 50 bazillion people who think they are talented mixed in with the 25 that actually have talent.

One thing that I hate about reality TV is that all the talent search type shows have one judge that is so obnoxious that I just want to beat the shit out of them. I just want them to shut-up already and move on. Thank GOD for DVR so that I can now fast forward through their sugar coated stupid ass cliches that don't make sense. The most obnoxious is probably Mary from SYTYCD. She uses one cliche for a couple where she calles them the hottest on the hot express or something and then the next couple blows that one away and now she has to make up a hot rocket or something similiarly idiotic. "The Hoff" on AGT is just as bad. I don't know how many people he's told that they're what this competition is all about, and have you seen him dancing along? Seriously?

I know that silliness makes for good TV, but do they have to have personilities that are going to cause me to have a seizure from all of the eyerolling?