Every Picture Tells A Story

My, Oh My, peeps - has this been a crazy couple of weeks!  (That almost rhymes.)  I thought about debriefing you all on the myriad of events that have taken place since I posted my masterful mixes last week, but then I realized I'd prefer it if you all kept reading my blog.  I still want to tell my story, but I figure since the average blog reader has the blogging attention span of a pre-schooler (or, maybe that's just me), it might be more entertaining to tell my story in pictures.  You can interpret them how you like: 


(Oh, I will tell you that the GORGEOUS baby boy is my new nephew Logan - born last Thursday.  He's perfect!)


(And - some of these pictures come right out of email conversations between NewB and me, which often contain funny images that sum up our goings on.)

(Disclaimer: All of the following images are stolen from other sites.  Thanks to Allie at Hyperbole & a Half and all the others from whom NewB and I pilfered.)

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(I half expected to see this guy pop out from some dark corner:) 

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Me: 


Blah, I am just terrible today…

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NewB: 

Figure 2: Life worth living

Figure 3: Soul crushing disappointment

My favorite part.

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Me: 

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NewB: 

I’m guessing figure 2 is me and you and figure 3 is just you now?

Here’s a couple for you J

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The End. 

Waist So Skinny - Mondays

Well, this whole diet thing has been a bust.  I had resigned to give up but then NewB started using words like "cruise" and "Bahamas", which conjured up images of "bikinis" and "cocktail dresses".  So, it's back on, peeps!

Weekly updates to follow...

Waist So Skinny - Mondays

  Better this week, but barely... 


Weight: -0.1 lbs
Times Exercised (If you count the two days of yard-work I did, which, I do...): 2
Days I Tracked Points: 0 
Splurges: A lot 


To give myself credit, I had to overcome some outstanding obstacles this week in order to NOT balloon up like the Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man.  And, so as to rationalize my paltry performance (at least to myself), I shall regale you with the list of those obstacles: 


Odds Defied; Week Five:


1. I was traveling again for work.  To the extraordinarily depressing town of Reading, PA.  
2. In said hell-hole I found an incredible little diner that served a delightful French Combo.  Brie omelet with pumpkin bread French Toast?  Yes, please!
3. I got sworn into the State Bar (yay, me!) and celebrated over a Melting Pot feast. 
4. I drank YET ANOTHER Chick-fil-a milkshake while running errands.  (Hmm... I guess this doesn't really count as a defied odd, but rather a flat-out failure...) 
5. I was insanely tired.  
6. New Boy (we shall call him, NewB) is quite distracting.
7. So is really crappy TV.


Yet, despite my ridiculous caloric intake, infinite distractions, and intense level of sleep deprivation, I still managed to lose! Imagine what I could do if I actually put my mind to it...