Guess What I Did!

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Guess What I Did!

Shit.

 

Oh well. At least I’m alive. Ha.

I haven’t been very attentive to this whole diet thing recently.

Being unemployed and trying to find a job can give you tunnel vision, and then everything else seems unimportant, etc …

But, no excuses.

Tomorrow I am planting pumpkins … because, you know, that’s normal.

And I might even go running.

With all of this free time I have now, perhaps I can get some stuff done, right?

 

– Dani

Long Time No See

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Ok guys,

I am back. 

It’s been a long, crazy month or so. 

First, I went to New York City. Which would be excited except my entire family was there. my mom, my sister, my Aunt Rene, and her two sons Matthew and Morgan, my husband and me. 

My sister was the youngest person with us, and she’s 14. So it was a bunch of adults, or practically adults, or physically adults with the mental maturity of a five year old (no he’s not slow, just immature).

So pretty much there was a lot of yelling. I made people cry because I’m the bitch, and then we all came home and didn’t talk to each other for a week. 

In other words, it was awful. 

Word to the wise, DO NOT GO ON VACATION WITH YOU ENTIRE FAMILY! IT IS NOT VACATION, IT IS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT!

On a happier note, I had a birthday on Saturday and am officially 24 years old. I feel old. 

In other news, the bakery business is coming together nicely. Dani and I have been working our butts off!

And here is a first in the history of my 24 years on this earth: I THREW AWAY CAKE TODAY!

After eating on my birthday cake for two days I decided it was time to be done and I threw it away! 

Be proud. 

Now if this had been really amazing cake there wouldn’t have been any left to throw away; however, it was Kroger cake. And while it was not the worst cake I have ever had, it was definitely not up to par with cakes that I make 99% of the time. Sometimes everyone makes a terrible cake. 

So now that I am officially an adult, (I am not real sure why I decided 24 was official adult status. Maybe it is because I graduated college and got married all while 23) I have to start doing adult things, like not eating cake constantly and making a concerted effort to create a happier healthier me for the same of my body, my life, my family, and the sanity of all those around me (including the people I made cry in NYC). 

So this is my “New Years Resolution.” I am well aware it is not New Years, but it is the beginning of a new year of my life. 

Wish me luck. 

Park Life

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Decided to be ballsy on break today.

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It’s not a huge deal, but at least it’s a step in the right direction. Also, being outside makes me feel better about being in a tiny, smelly restaurant all day.

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I mean, how can a view like that not make you smile?

There’s a tractor for Pete’s sake.

Also, my work shoes are fantastically better for walking than the ballet flats from yesterday.

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Even if they are the most hideous things ever.

But now I go back inside and wipe down some tables.

Til next time.

– Danielle

Bringing a Knife to a Gun Fight.

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Today, the boy and I went for a walk after running some errands.

Did I mention I have a boyfriend? Well, I do. His name is Taylor. We’ve been together four years this month. He’s pretty fantastic.

Anyway, walking. There’s this trail by his old high school that neither of us has been to, so we decided to check it out while we were in the neighborhood.

And it was awesome. Tons of trees, a place to go fishing, and we even saw a little garter snake.

However, I forgot to think about footwear… And of course we got lost and ended up wandering aimlessly in the woods for over an hour.

My feet are now just two big blisters as I neglected to change out of my ballet flats.

Oh well. I had fun anyway. And at least I did something productive.

Baby steps, and whatnot.

And I got smooches, which is the best part.

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– Danielle

So My Manager Ordered Pizza.

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It’s cheese. Cheese pizza is my favorite. And it’s so close to me, just sitting there, being delicious.

But I’m not going to eat it. I ate before I got here. I’m not hungry. I don’t need it.

The problem is convincing myself that that last sentence is true.

I don’t need it. I want it. But, I don’t need it.

So I’ll sit in my car on break, drink my diet shake and try to ignore the pizza in the back.

Does this count as a small victory?

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– Danielle

Big Girls, You are Beautiful!

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Caitlin Here!

Before we get too far, I would like to make a point. This video will help make my point even clearer.

There is nothing wrong with being fat!
Yeah it is unhealthy but it’s not a shameful thing.
In this land of poorly airbrushed thigh gaps people think skinny is in and fat is disgusting.
However, I am here to tell you that a person can be beautiful no matter their size.
Be comfortable in your body.
If you want to lose weight then lose weight but do it for healthy reasons, not to have the greatest thigh canyon in the 6th grade.

I love my body even with all the problems I have.
Without this body I would not be a person.
I would not exist.

So remember Big Girl You are Beautiful!
Small girls can be beautiful too.
Everyone is beautiful if they want to be.

-Caitlin

OUR NEXT CONTESTANT…Caitlin!!!

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Hello world!

Welcome to my weight loss adventure!

I am Caitlin: recently married and recent college graduate who suddenly finds herself to be a housewife. It’s been about a week and all I have done is watch a lot of TV. I win housewife of the year. Along with my exciting housewife duties, such as watching lots of TV, I am also working on starting my own bakery. Because nothing says weight loss like a bakery in my own home. However,I love to bake and right now it is the only dream I have for my life. There were other dreams but they have been put on the back burner for the moment.

My life now revolves around this family I have started with my husband, Justin, who is also sometimes the bane to my existence (like right now when I need to wash the sheets and he won’t get out of the bed!).

I love babies. I want a baby. My desire for children has increased exponentially in the few months we have been married. I have always been surrounded by kids. When I was young I was “the babysitter” and swore I would never have kids of my own. In my own defense, the kids I wanted 99% of the time consisted of my little sister (who is 10 years younger than me) and my 2 boy cousins, all of which have ADHD. As I aged I became the second mother to children who did not come from my loins.

All of this baby wanting and I may not be able to have one.

I have insulin resistance, which pretty much sucks. Because of this disease, my hormones are all out of whack. I do not ovulate regularly and am on birth control pills because of it. It can sometimes render people infertile. And that would be just my luck.

Thankfully, it can be reversed. All I have to do is get this shit under control and lose some weight, or a lot of weight. My husband doesn’t want kids for a few years so we can just enjoy our time together, and also acquire some money cause babies is expensive. Have i mentioned insulin resistance makes one retain weight. Yep, it is harder for me to lose weight than all of you people. But I am up for the challenge.

So here’s some random about me facts:

  • 245.5 at 5 foot 4 inches
  • Loves cake, and just food in general.
  • I eat most when I am bored or home for long spans of time, like my life now.
  • I do have a gym membership! and I go but not as much as I should
  • My main goal is to just be healthier, if i lose weight it is just an added bonus.

 

So this is where I shall post anything and everything about everything. I’ll talk about my weight loss (or lack thereof) and try to be motivating even though that most definitely is not me. I’ll probably be the one posting most of the recipes, and be warned I live in the south which means even while trying to lose weight I still use butter, the real damn thing. I will also be the one talking about cleaning the house and trying not to murder people named Justin.

So welcome to my life.

Have I mentioned my husband is a stick boy? I could eat him if I got hungry enough. Like a snack, unattaching it’s jaw. He has a fear of snakes.

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