Mom, this is a message to you. Please remember not to leave a whole cake at my house while you are helping watch the girls. I know the cake wasn't for me, but for other girl-watching helpers, but an entire Pineapple Unside Down cake in my fridge becomes breakfast for two days (between Jeff and I). And this isn't helping anyone. So, the weekend found me near cake and tacos. It also left me 2 pounds up to 241. This is ok, this is a learning experience. Not only do cake and tacos not really taste very good. Ok, tacos, yes, tacos are amazing. But they also make your pants not fit. And I love the new feeling of my hip bones better than the taste of cake (sorry Mom).

Lucky for me, I learned from this and didn't let it spiral my ass into full time cake eater territory. I am back down half a pound today (240.5) and hope to be reunited with 239 again soon.

At a doctor's appt this week, my blood pressure was 107/70, which I think is good. All I know is that the last recorded blood pressure was 148/90 and that was the day I gave birth. I always worry that it will be high because I am, well, fat and all. But it seems good. I am a heathly squirrel. Speaking of squirrels. Anya calls them rats. She has this jumper with a squirrel on the front and she loves to tell me it is a rat. We also have some gummy rats that Heidi from My Paper Crane gave me like a year ago that the girls carry around in the package yelling, "rats! rats! rats!". We are city girls.

So, if we are counting and we are. Month one of Great Smallening two and I am 9 pounds down. My doctor's appt also reminded me that I am currently 69! pounds down from the day I gave birth. As my doctor said, "Now that is something!" So, I am half way there on this road to a new me. I hate it when fat people say that losing weight doesn't make them a new person. While I don't feel like a fat person inside, I know I am on the outside and dropping the next 60 pounds is going to make me a new me. And I can't wait because it is better than staying the same old boring you. I sound way too much like an episode of Oprah today. Sorry for the lame lame cheer cheer. But I gotta motivate myself for another day of hunger and waiting for the day that when you leave a cake at my house, I will give it to the neighbor and not eat it for breakfast.