What a wonderful Easter.

This year my plans were to stay home on Easter and enjoy the Sabbath with plenty of rest... and I mean sleep! The baby had been in the hospital since early Wed. morning and had just gotten home mid Saturday afternoon. We were all exhausted- I spent all of Sat filming for a "life group" scene to be introduced to the church next month and I was DONE! Plus, I don't think Jesus pushed the whole "dinner" thing anyway. However, we ended up at my mother in laws for a dinner which I had no business eating ANYWAY! I have been out of points for about the last 2 weeks, I am telling you! And of course I missed last Thursdays meeting, so I have fallen a bit. But I enjoyed myself a little, well maybe a little more than I should have. But I worked a bit off later, tell ya bout it in a minute. We did a little egg hunt for the boys and their aunt, uncles, and a couple cousins... even Maw joined in to help! It was a blast watching the 2 of them get so excited! Jeremiah had no idea what to do... he kinda liked the first egg he had. When they were finished we went back in and Mikah and Jeremiah played with the eggs for a while- peacefully. But that was short lived, Mikah threw one and hit Maw so she threw back. I took the opportunity to lob a couple in his general direction, one bursting open on his forhead, and then he started a war which included his little brother and Daddy. Mom, or Maw, (my mother in law) thought it would be funny to call Uncle D, Uncle CJ, Aunt Manda, and cousin Megan from the video games just to be bombarded with flying plastic eggs. Well that was it! The war had begun! Behind couches, around corners, under tables- we were all hiding! Even the baby took cover from the madness! Sometime later a short truce was called for bathroom breaks and refueling... plus ALL the eggs were now mismatched and none were paired. We got out the tape and worked quickly to salvage whatever we could. Pieces of shattered eggs covered the battle zone. The guys, taking this a little too seriously- mended their wounds and prepared for the final showdown! We lined up the couches, chairs, and purple heart bags- a brave warrior took the neutral zone to return our eggs and it was on! Eggs flew, grandparents ran for cover taking refuge in the kitchen while the war raged on! Yes, indeed... I was hit- busted in my forhead- a flash back to what I dished my own son moments before! Eventually- we all were sweaty (and rug burned), the eggs were broken, Nunny went all Rambo on the furniture, the baby cried and it was over. Above, you will see what remianed of my motehr in laws living room and furniture. I believe it was the "Easter Egg Exchange" or "Extravaganza" or something with an "E". Atleast I got some exercise. Me in my favorite slacks, the boys in their suits, Jeremiah in his- well, he won't fit it again anyway! No matter how much you vacuum... if you have a dog, the hair WILL be there... and you will wear it home. And then I am sure I had another brownie, kidding, but it wouldn't be unlikely with the way things have been lately. Hopefully this week will get me back on track. It's no excuse, but things were a little off this past week with being at the hospital and all- I am just glad to be home, so I won't complain too much about weight and numbers right now. I just hope the gain won't be too bad! HAHA. BTW... Jeremiah is well again. Healthier than before, I think as of right now. It should take a couple of weeks before his body gets back to normal, but he is managing to stay decompressed!! It is great... but you do know that means I am cleaning a pooey butt much more frequently, right?! It is like taking care of a four month old baby... getting up in the middle of the night, checking on every whimper. Well I guess maybe more like a 2 month old baby. Last night I got to sleep through the night. Praise God for that. I will rest eventually I do have faith in that! One day there will be rest. And things could always be so much worse, you know?! But didn't my babies look good... I just couldn't get them to cooperate for a good photo! This was about as good as it got! Happy belated Easter, Happy Spring! The nicer weather is coming!! Its coming!

No time... Gotta Clean up

2.2 pounds last week!! I was really excited considering I struggled with some bored eating over that weekend. This week has been a bit stressful and really trying at times. I have some exercise to do to make up for a couple collapses. Oh, well. I should realize by now that I really shouldn't worry about it. I am getting there... I just need to learn balance and a new coping strategy and I will be fine. Thanks be to GOD for helping me continue on. Sometimes I get down on myself for one mistake then I sabotage my efforts, but then He lifts me up again and tells me to dust myself off and keep going. Yeah, sometimes He makes me pick my own butt up, but I am getting up. For that I am grateful and by the grace of God I continue on this journey. And I am beyond thankful for the support I receive from friends and the ocassional compliments I get... at those times I KNOW that though I don't see it, change IS coming about. Now I am gonna clean house and put the boys down so I can be alone. I am 1.4 pounds from my 10% goal. Well, the initial goal set for me. I'll take suggestions on what the next one should be. Another 10%? 2 pant sizes? 6 more inches? A five mile run... in 45 minutes? I want to set the bar high... just not ridiculously out of reach!

What happened?

I only lost .8 this week. What a bummer! I knew it would be a bad week after the loss I had the week before. Usually a big loss will be balanced out by a smaller loss, so I expected it- just didn't want it to happen. Plus, I worked even harder and longer exercising so I did burn fat, but I am sure I was also building muscle. Since the last time I did measurements (2/21/08) I have lost another 4 inches. About an inch from my waste, 2 from my bum (there it goes, Dre :( ... ) and Billy made a half inch disappear from my neck, he really may have pulled the tape too tight. It was apart of his plan to make fun of me- talking about losing a chin. Not very nice. Yeah, so this week was so bad, that next week really can't be too much worse?! Not if I keep working hard, it will pay off. Maybe next week will be another big loss. I will try not to bank on it or my feelings may be more hurt than this week. I mean, I exercised almost 4 hours this week! That is good for how busy I have been! Right now myself and a few others are trying to completely convince ourselves that doing the 3 day breast cancer walk (60 miles!!) will be a GOOD idea. I am up for it, I just think that blisters are frightening my potential teammates! Want to join us?? (Oct. 3-5).
Yeah, well I am hoping to go into October knowing by the time the month is over i would have lost another 10-15 pounds!! I am just getting excited thinking about what I could lose by the end of the year if I keep working as hard as I am now. So I am suppressing that stupid .8 and pressing onward. To date... 20.4 pounds. And I am serious about the walk thing!!