Picture Time

Can you believe that this child...



has turned into this child...



in just five short years?!?

Sometimes I am amazed at how quickly the time flies by. My babies are no longer babies anymore (except for Katie, but not for long!). I almost cried when Emily brought her school pictures home yesterday because she looks so grown up in her pictures. Where did my baby go?

Excuses

So, it's been nearly a week since I admitted that I am overweight and need to do something about it. Have I done anything about it yet? NO. Why not, you may ask? Well, because I haven't gotten around to buying a new scale, and I don't want to start without being able to track my progress. Also, I found these jeans that fit me so perfectly that I bought multiple pairs of them, and my husband said to me, "Well, if you lose a lot of weight then those jeans won't fit you anymore." And, because the jeans fit me so well, I don't feel as fat as I did in my old jeans, which also doesn't make me want to rush out and starve myself.

But, I will lose some weight eventually. I'm going to stick to my goal weight and date, even though the longer I put off starting my diet the harder I'm going to have to work to meet those goals. Oh, well.

Overweight

Here's something probably of no interest to anyone but me... I am officially overweight. There, I said it. And I can't blame it on the baby, because I lost pretty much all of my pregnancy weight right away. I have just been overeating and eating fattening foods far too often. So, I have decided that I am going to have to put some effort into shedding some pounds.

I can't afford to pay for a gym membership right now, and even if I could, I doubt I would go. I had a Shapes membership a few years ago, and in the two years I was a member, I went a total of three times. What a waste of money! So, on the exercise front, I think I'm just going to have to get out and walk. With the weather getting ready to cool down some, it should get easier to be outside walking. Until then, I guess I could always go walk at the mall. Of course, I hate doing things like this alone, so maybe I can convince someone to walk with me. Any takers?

As far as the d-word goes, I know that it will be the hardest part. I'm going to have to limit my Coke intake, increase my water intake, and try to cut out the donuts. I'll cut back on my fast-food visits, and try to go without the fries when I do go. And I *might* take a look at my caloric intake, but I'm not making any promises.

So, I think I'm going to set myself a goal weight and date. I'll take an idea from Stacy and choose my birthday as my goal date, which falls the day before Thanksgiving this year. And my goal weight will be 135, which is about where I was before and after I had Katie. After I reach my goals, I will then set new goals, so I can try to lose another 10 pounds.

Now, I just need to get a new scale since my old one was killed during the flood, and then set my plan into action. Wish me luck!

Fundraisers

Let me just say that I hate fundraisers. I realize that they are a necessary evil, and of course I participate, but why do they have to all happen at the same time?

School started just two weeks ago, and last week, both Sarah and Emily came home with fundraisers. Hello? Didn't I just max out every credit card I have to buy school clothes and supplies? Why do you people feel the need to squeeze even more money I don't have out of me? Give me some time to recover first.

Oh, and did I mention that Sarah's fundraiser isn't even her school fundraiser? Yeah, it's a fundraiser for the school music program. (Sarah plays the violin.) So, that means that I have her school fundraiser still to look forward to. And then both girls will have their first Girl Scout fundraiser of the year next month.

And Emily's school picure day is tomorrow. Luckily, I am volunteering, so I don't have to pay for her pictures.