at the drive in with my new phone!

Pools and Sunburn and sweat..Oh Yeah! Summer is HERE!

Spent the whole day and I mean the WHOLE day in the pool on Sunday. I know you all are thinking I must have this great big pool...hahaha, I don't! It's a kid's pool but it's not a bad pool at all!

We filled up the pool at 8 AM on sunday and Riley was in it from 8:30 until after 6 in the evening. I had one wiped out kidlet! I was in and out of the pool but got some nice burn! I was religious about SPF'ing the p'nut but not so good about putting even a dab on myself. But I was in the shade at some point too. It's ok, I got good color.

I wore my bathing suit in the backyard and my neighbor comment "Hey, Michele. I don't think I've ever seen in you in a bathing suit." Ummm..you definitely have not because we don't have whales in Chicago! I had some confidence in my suit but not a lot.

Anyway...I stepped on the scale. I nearly cried but instead got really really PISSED OFF! I gained. I knew it. DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN! 6 pounds. WTF?!?!?!? My appointment is today at 4:15. I know I beat this weight monster and meet my goal. I just need to know that there will be ups and downs. I need to focus on the downs and keep fighting! The best part is, even though it's only 30 pounds lost, I feel better and I'm more active with my daughter. That was my number 1 goal and I've done it. I just want more. I want to be more active and to do that, I need to lose more weight. I CAN DO THIS!

87+ degrees in May? In Chicago? WHAT???

I may break out the bathing suit. It will be the first time I ever wear a bathing suit in my own back yard. We're filling up the p'nut's pool right now. It's a pretty big pool. It's only 18" deep but it's 6 feet around! I think I may just sit in it and feel the burn!

I'm sure I'll have lots of pictures to post!

Happy Sunday!!

GoWearFit - BURNING...No it's really burning me!

I think I'm allergic to it and that make me so sad!!

I got my GoWearFit yesterday from Amazon. I payed for 2 day shipping so I could have it before the weekend. I charged it up and wore it to bed because I so super excited to try it out. P'nut slept with me last night so, my sleep was not the greatest but I also couldn't tell this thing was BURNING!!!

I'm trying it on my other arm today because I want it so bad! I'm so exited to have this thing and so sad that I like I might be allergic to it.

Completely off topic of Banding. My friend Mike...

One of my closest friend recently donated his kidney to a co-workers wife. It's just amazing.

Mike and I used to get in all sorts of trouble together. We had fake ID's and bar hoped when we were in our teens. We drove drunk and ended up in opposite jail cells at one point in time. We were crazy, STUPID kids!

Here is some proof of how much we all can grow over the years. He is now a generous, responsible and incredible man. I am so proud to call him my friend.

If you need some inspiration or need to inspire someone, share this incredible story.

Fill Scheduled...Time to get back to work!

Volleyball starts tonight. Praise Buddha! Exercises for my lazy ass! Maybe I'll see some loss. I'm back on the wagon. I started this morning with a Sugar Free Carnation Instant Breakfast at 6:30. I had small veggie omelet at 9. I still want to snack but I'm not going to! I need a fill. Frida is not working and she just keeps making me hungry.

How do I ask for a bigger fill? I know he's only going to want to do half a CC. How do I ask for more than that? Can I tell him I want at least 1cc? Do I say, I dont' mind coming back if it's too much? How do I get him to do more?

Celebrate with food!

I am such a fat kid! It's food day AGAIN here in the land of cubicle dwellers and I have eaten everything! It's not even 11 AM and I think I've consumed a week worth of calories and i feel like I might explode!

I'm calling today to schedule a fill becuase I know I'm not losing. I haven't stepped on the scale and i KNOW it's going to say I gained. I can feel it. I've gained. I'm sad. I need to get back on the wagon.

Schedule Fill and get back on track.

Re-Meausrements

Neck -1.5
Bust -3
Waist -5
Hips -5
Thigh -4.5
Arms -3


I've lost 22 inches! HOLY CRAP! That's like 2 feet of me...gone! I can tell in my arms, which is awesome considering I LOVE tank tops but always hated wearing them. And now that I've lost 3 inches in my arm...I don't mind at all!

I'm still on scale strike.

Goodness, Gracious, My Band Feels Like it's on Fire!

Not really but I'm getting some heartburn. I must have really pissed Frida off.

I ate cereal for breakfast. Rice Krispies. They're small and if you let them sit in the milk for 30 seconds they become mush! Frida is not liking it. Frida's not liking much of anything since the pizza and salad fiasco of yesterday.

I'm having lunch with a friend today. She knows I'm banded but I really really don't think she'll take too well to me running to the bathroom when I get stuck. I'm going to stick with soup for lunch. It's cold and rainy today so soup is PERFECT! Too bad it's Friday. Everyon has Clam Chowder on Friday's and I'm not a big Clam Chowder fan. I'm sure there'll be some chicken noodle or somthing.

I'm still boycotting the scale. I will take measurments tomorrow for sure and post the progress. Maybe I'll even take some panty pictures and post before and afters. Shannon is the WORST picture taker but she took the before, she should probably take the afters. I think it's becuase she's skinny that she things you can hold the camera low. We chubby girls know...Camera up high!! HIGHER HIGHER...PERFECT! Stick out your chin and CHEEEEEESE!

So I read that the people banded at the same time as me have more fluid in their bands than I do. What gives? Why is my surgeon a wuss? I guess it's good though because I obviously haven't figured out how to eat and not get stuck. This learning curve sucks!

I'm having the WORST hair day. Sorry that was just a random thought that I had to share.

HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!

That was BAD

Stuck episode ended with vomitting in a public bathroom! YUCK

I've never been a puker. Even when I was pregnant, I wished I could barf. I'd be so neasous but nothing would ever come up. Well today I went to lunch with CPL (crazy pregnant lady) and another co-worker. I had the half pizza, half salad. When my plate go there, I dug into the salad. DELICIOUS!!! I ate a piece of broccoli....rut roh! Wait...Wait....Wait....Nope, not going anywhere. I take the walk to the bathroom where I continuously spit slime into the sink. EW EW EW. I'm the only on in the bathroom so no biggie. I walk back to the table and feel the gloriousness of the food sliding down....AHHHH..

I take a sip of water...all good. Moving right along. I take a bite of pizza. Frida doesn't mind. Eat more pizza...eat more salad. WHAT THE HELL??? I'm REALLY stuck now. I was paying no attention shoveling food into my pie hole and i'm super stuck now. I try to wait it out at the table. I ask to get my food wrapped and excuse myself to the bathroom...AGAIN!

On my walk to the bathroom, I start to get that salty taste in my mouth. I'm breaking into a sweat. There are weird noises trying to escape from my mouth. I sound like a frog...ribbit...ribbit. OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH. I'm in there for 15 minutes. Spitting. Cursing. Bending. Standing. Walking in circle. Arms in the air. I feel it coming up...I panic. Spit..Spit...spit. Oh god...oh God...OH GOD!!! RELIEF!!! Ahhh...I feel like a belimic. Sweet relief.

I rinse my mouth. I wash my hands. I don't feel so great. Heart burn like. I go back to the table. CPL knows what i've done. She asks if I'm ok. Of course I am. I'm totally fine. I just want to lay down.

So I'm going liquids for the next 24 hours. Frida is PISSED OFF!!!

Pictures...

I just thought I'd post some pics...mostly of the p'nut but she's just too cute to not take pictures off. I'm going to do my measurements this weekend. I'm getting discouraged with no big scale movement and I want to get away from the scale anyway.

Monday Monday....

Today is supposed to be a weight in day...I'm boycotting. Stupid TOM! I'm a bit tired of the scale and I hate being a slave to what the scale says anyway. Maybe I'll go on a month long scale strike. I want to lose 10 more pounds before my birthday. That's going to be my goal. That was my orginal goal...50 pounds before my birthday. I'm hanging around the 37-38 pound loss mark and my birhtday is June 3rd. I can do 13 pounds in a month, right?!?!?!?!?

Yesterday was my great-grandmother's 96th birthday. I wore a pair of size 16 Gap capris. They were comfy, no camel toe!! So I'm thinking this must translate into some actual pounds lost but I'm afraid that it won't and therefore I will not step on that stupid scale.

So Great Grandma is my dad's grandmother. The rate were going, she'll outlive my dad...sad! My dad of course was there showing off his beautiful purple legs and his grey diabetic toes. I somewhat stayed away from him becuase I'm still angry and hurt and I just don't know what else to say to him. I didn't do it on purpose, the avoidance thing. I just thought of it now, that I really didn't talk to him much at all.

On to other, happier things....Volleyball starts soon! I'm so excited! I can't wait. I'm with a new team this year so that should be interesting. I just got an invite for Beer In Hand Volleyball...one of my absolute favorite summer activities! We played for the first time last year and it was so so so much fun!! You have to maintain a certain amount of beer in your cup while playing the game. You can't set the cup down....serving the ball is the trickiest part.

Ahh...summer is a comin' ! I can feel it! I got a smidge of sun burn and I want more!! I'm really looking forward to this summer, with more self confidence and less fat holding me back....

Happy Monday BOOBs~~ xoxoxo