So... about a month after my last triste with wedding gowns, I am heading back into a salon that *should* have the type of dress I want. (pretty sure my future husband won't read this blog... but i'm not taking any chances because he already peaked a picture of the evidence on my cell phone...when i send pictures to people [ie, MOH and mother] my phone automatically saves them... and i forget about them... it's not my fault!) And i said I was going to lose at least 5 pounds in a month. Five pounds, four weeks... how bad can that be?
Well last week I was sick for almost 6 days straight. Before that? I have no idea what the hell I was doing. I know that one weekend I was determined to get back on the horse but I left my ipod at home and then my wiifit ran out of batteries. So that horse ran off into the distance without me. Guess I wasn't really that determined after all...
Good news is when I want to the doctor for my plague-sickness-of-death (which I got from my lovely boyfriend/fiance/type thing, thanks a bunch love!) I had lost 2 pounds! Two pounds is about half of 5 right!? Not eating cupcakes at my 10 year old niece's birthday party and eating raw vegetables for breakfast paid off! Right? I feel terrible... I feel like my shape is gone... I know by next year, for my wedding day, I'll have lost it. But it's terrible to think that I couldn't lose 5 pounds in four weeks. My self esteem is way, way down and I would KILL for cupcake or a donut... or a donut cupcake which sounds AWESOME right now...
April is going to be crazy. I have meetings with 3 of my main vendors (photographer, officiant, cake maker). I have a wedding to go (which will be nice to eat other peoples food and drink other peoples booze and not have to think of one little bit of it) and I might steal her DJ, I'll have to see. I have an Easter dinner with the in-laws, a family dinner because my grandparents will be in town, and 2 separate 'free glamour makeovers' that I have won somehow. This weekend is dresses, celebratory dinner with friends, and the SAVE THE DATE MAKING BATTLE.
This will be nice because I will be able to post the making of my save-the-dates and it'll make it look like I'm doing more on this blog than complaining about my non-weight loss and my tiny, insignificant arguments with my mother. So, get ready for that all you non-readers out there! (I know my blog isn't interesting... this is more of an exercise in self-indulgence that my wedding might meant something to someone other than me... maybe that's denial I don't know...)SO looking forward to that (and the wine, portwine cheese, and chips & guacamole that will be included... time with mom and moh usually means we break out the salty winey thinger dingers)
Also... my executive bridesmaid (one of my best friends who's definitely 2nd in command in my troupe) is very, very pregnant (she's technically due the beginning of May but considering she's like 4 foot nothin', we're not thinking she's gonna make it to the middle of April). I'm really excited for her... and I want to be there. So I'm about bouncing off the walls excited about that one.
Soo... next post will have zero complaining and hopefully awesome pictures of Save the Dates (which I refuse to abbreviate to STD... for obvious reasons...) WOOT!
-Bo. J.
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