Teeee Heeeee! I just got called a.......
Skinny B*tch! Ha! I'll take it! (btw, it was said with love) The first time anyone's ever called me a skinny anything! My old man told me I had a boney butt the other day when I was sitting on his lap.
I am feeling so good. Happy in my skin (ok, it's a little saggy but really not too bad) and happy I'm able to do so much.
I went grocery shopping last night and spent $350 on food. Then old bald-man comes home and says there's nothing "good" to eat, only that healthy sh*t. I buy yogurt, and cottage cheese and string cheese and all kinds of good for you protein. I made egg salad (lots less mayo than he likes - he can add it in, I can't take it out) and there was a whole bunch of good stuff in there. I won't buy ice cream, cookies, chips I like (he likes the kettle cooked salt and pepper kind --- ewee, ick).
Bottom line is I am feeling so good. I'm in the middle of a stall (and I know why I'm stalled - I just need to stop grazing at night when I'm bored) but I know what to do to make it start up again.