Sunday, May 13, 2012

Day 266 (Week 38): M Is For the Many Things She Gave Me

I'm having a perfectly lovely Mother's Day, how 'bout you? God bless my husband, he does try so hard, but he's got ADHD, and organization is not his strong suit. I decided what I wanted for my M-Day breakfast, I bought every part of it on Friday, on Saturday I walked him through how to cook each thing (his request — he does know how to cook), and he still managed to forget the blintzes I'd thawed overnight and the fresh fruit I'd cut up. But we still had a lovely meal of bacon and Canadian bacon and mini cinnamon buns and chocolate croissants (both frozen — just required baking) and coffee, and I could've had a mimosa but I'm still too sick; alcohol did not appeal.

I could've had a mimosa because Mimosa, my darling daughter, gave me two presents she knew I'd love: a bottle of Korbel Brut sparkling wine and a bottle of Chardonnay!! She is a dear sweet angel girl. And my darling boy gave me a coupon series (he makes them for me each year, and believe me, I use them!), for things like 1 Hug, 1 Kiss, 1 Cuddle, I Will Bring You Coffee (seven checkboxes) — and this year he added 1 Fenton, 1 Duke, and 1 Annabelle. I looked confused and he said, "When you need a cat, I will bring you one." !!!!!! I thought that was so original! What a sweetie-peach.

And Husband is giving me the Ultimate Gift: After promising to mow the lawn all weekend and forgetting/putting it off/otherwise not doing it for whatever reason, he is currently mowing in the dimness of dusk, at 7:22 p.m. It's a little warm and muggy right now, not the most pleasant mowing weather (certainly not as nice as the crisp breeze circulating through the yard around noon, when he instead elected to take a nap) — but guess what? Not my problem. All I care about is that it's mowed, finally, before the weekend is officially over. All good.

So, in weight-loss news, I've been at 257 or 258 all week without losing an ounce, which puzzled me since my meals mostly comprised soup — but I was too sick and too busy to worry or care about it overmuch. Then yesterday I forgot to weigh myself (a sign of how snot has clouded my brain, I think). When I declared that I wanted to lose 10 more pounds in five weeks, I was thinking that I weighed 257 and I wanted to get to 247. That's a little fast for weight loss but do-able for just five weeks; I can slow down afterward.

Except, good news!
  • Today's scale reading: 252 !!!!!!
I about fell over.

I then moved the scale to every part of the bathroom and re-weighed myself: 252, no matter where I put it.

This is mind-boggling to me. Apparently I really was carrying around gallons of snot!! (I continue snotty, but definitely less so.)

Because I still can't really believe that this is my actual weight, I put "253" as my Weigh-In weight on FatSecret (because that extra pound makes it seem more real? I'm a ninny). But in any event — assuming this weight really is correct, yay! I'm already halfway to my next goal!!!

And after that, my goal is 10 more pounds by August 10, my birthday, which means that I will have lost 50 pounds by the time I turn 50. Whee!

Li'l Martini and I are now going to watch the Survivor finale. If Kim doesn't win, I'm pitching a fit.

Happy Mother's Day to all who celebrate!

Lots of love,

Lady C

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