There will be no weigh in post tomorrow. I was holding steady at 154 all week until yesterday when I inexplicably gained two pounds overnight. We are going to blame it on bloating, irritability and an overwhelming need for chocolate and try again next week. Okay? Okay.
In other Hot By Thirty news I have spent what feels like a fortune on restocking my empty closet, yet I still feel like I have nothing to wear. I need a haircut, but I can't decide if I want bangs or not, so I haven't made the appointment. I haven't had my brows waxed in over a year (and it's not like I've been tweezing them myself). I have ugly tan lines on my back. My hair is still falling out- handfuls every time I get out of the shower. I have four yellow-green bruises on my right thigh because I keep running into the corner of my bed. HOT.
But I've been looking through old pictures because, one month and four days from now, I am going to post a Before and an After. And not just before Jack was born, but around the time I got married, which is when I think I was at my heaviest. I'm not sure, I wasn't weighing myself, but I think I gained weight steadily through college, got married at 23, and didn't start trying to lose weight until a friend asked me to be in her wedding two years later. I think I found my before picture. I haven't found an after picture because GUESS WHAT no one takes pictures of THE MOM.