I have some news.
The good news is we are home! I’ve never been so happy to clean out a mildewed fridge. We heard power had been restored and we kissed the farm goodbye and headed home in a hurry. We’ve never made such good time and I’m thinking that’s miraculous considering 2/3 of our children are suffering with a plague called Hand-Foot-Mouth Virus. It is a lovely bug.
Thank you for all your prayers and sweet comments and good thoughts you sent our way.
Now, the bad news.
I have gained five pounds this past week.
And I hold Hurricane Ike completely responsible.
When we weren’t stumbling around in the dark, we were eating. We seriously put away some serious hurricane preparedness.
If you add the new five pounds to the old six baby pounds I never lost, and couple that with the four pounds I’ve gained from sweet tea, you’ve got someone who needs to lose fifteen pounds, just to squeeze back in her clothes (that have gone up a size with every child).
And so, I think I’m getting fat, y’all (I realize that this is based on the eye of the beholder, but let me add that I am not exactly tall). And I’m on a dark and lonely road filled with vanilla Oreo cookies.
I need some accountability. And since you guys have been so helpful in my life, I thought I’d propose this idea:
I will take a picture of myself naked every week so you can watch the progress.
How’s that for some accountability?
Oh, I kid.
I know there would be vasts amounts of internet jealousy.
And puking. Lots of puking.
So, first, I need ideas. How do I lose fifteen pounds? (please do not suggest I give up sweet tea, those comments will be deleted).
I’m thinking about just putting a thumbs up or down sign out there once a week, so y’all can keep me on track.
Or do I need to charge my camera?