Week 3 weigh in and cupcakes and fiber

I cannot believe I lost another 3.2 pounds. I didn't track my food last week, because I wanted to show myself I NEED to chart my food and keep track. This does not mean I won't track it anymore, because it really helps me be accountable and see when I am eating out of boredom, stress, or "just because."

I am very excited about this. I know at one point or another, I won't lose 3 pounds a week, but I have a lot of poundage to lose right now!

Maybe I should take pictures of my weekly look? Same outfit every week? Should I get all Biggest Loser and take it in my skivvies? HA! As if! You can't handle the schexxxy!

On another note, my husband brought me petit fours from The Society Bakery, in Dallas. 12 of them, for Valentine's Day. What a great idea for someone who just joined Weight Watchers! These little, moist, frosting filled and sugarly icing covered 2 x 2 bites of yumminess are pure evil!

http://www.societybakery.com/Gallery.asp I'm going to give them their props. I went there with my friend Billy last summer, in my quest to find cupcakes better and cheaper than a certain Beverly Hills cupcake place that stars get their cupcakes from. The bakery has a little food place next door is quite nice, as well. They don't serve cupcakes so of course I don't remember their name.

What a conundrum of a blog, eh? Weight loss and sweets.

Let's talk fiber then, shall we? We all should be eating foods that are high in fiber but we don't all like that sort of food. And one really should not try to fit all those foods in their body in one day, like I foolishly did one day, years ago, after hearing my grandmother tell me about colon cancer, colonoscopies, and what one could do to better our colon. That story is for another day. Let's talk today. Today, I have in my hand a Kellogg's Fiber Plus Antioxidants chewy bar in Dark Chocolate Almond flavor. 2 Weight Watcher points. (about what WW's are that they sell at the meetings but I don't know how much fiber theirs have) These are delish! Let me tell you...they do their job. Fills you up and cleans you out, if ya know what I mean.

I usually share any of the "healthier" snacks I get with my girls but I won't let my daughters eat these because I know I'll be in the bathroom all day long wiping little bottoms because 3 year olds (this one at least) claim they can't touch poopy butts. It's bad enough being on wipe patrol for the 5 year old who is grossed out by it (as if I enjoy wiping the offending bottom??) and she gets paranoid there is poo still hiding on her bottom and decides to walk over to me, bend over and show me. At least one day I'll have a good story for her first (and last!) boyfriend.

Oh...here's todays PS-don't leave butter out for your dog to find and eat. Just trust me on this. A butter coated esophogus and stomach is like an ice slicked road for water and food to come sliding out with a simple burp. Just sayin'.

The Beginning. Oy

Oy sums up a lot of feelings for me. Starting this blog. Sharing with personal friends and family and not hiding what I have become. Some family and friends haven't seen me in years. Why? Because, this body is not who I am. I used to be cute! Guys would flirt with me. You want a news flash? Guys don't flirt with the morbidly obese, let me tell you. Maybe if they're a little on the chunky butt side themselves, but I'm a little vain, I want Mr. Cutie Pants to flirt with me. Yes, I am married, but I know who butters my bread. All I want again is a little free drink action, people!

So yes, OY.

For the first time in my adult life, I am going to be on a journey to lose weight. Changing my portion sizes, adding more exercise and journaling here to say what I need to say but usually won't in real life. It may hurt me at times. It may hurt others, but I've often found I express myself better when I write, rather than talk because I can't edit what I'm trying to say.

Who knows, maybe this will work and help me and a few others out. I've never gone on "a diet" before. I've never needed to. I am going to blame my husband. He married me and started this whole story! If he hadn't fallen madly in love with me, I wouldn't be here. That sounds perfectly acceptable to me. I said this was a journey for my weight loss, not accepting personal responsibility! If there is one thing I am good at, it's not being personally responsible for stuff!

I hope you join me and maybe smile occasionally, perhaps a laugh or two, perhaps come to a realization of your own. Life has a way of smacking down the pride in us. There went mine.

PS-I'm on week 2 of my first time ever joining Weight Watchers. I lost 3.2 pounds my first week. I'm ready for a thong bikini! Or not. But let's see how much fun we can have losing weight, shall we?