Tuesday Weigh-In

Lost another 2 and a half. Down 14 total. Yay me! Sticker time!

But...

Yesterday I craved bacon. Some folks crave chocolate and chips. I'm bacon all the way. I tried eating "healthy" snacks, drinking lots of water, keeping myself busy, but despite my efforts, all I wanted was a f*cking plate of bacon. So I had one. It was glorious. Glorious, I tell ya. Immediately afterward, I felt terrible, guilty and bloated. Whatever. Sometimes, you just have to eat what you crave.

Storyland

Happy Thursday all,

Today, Mom and I took the boys to Storyland. I remember my own mom and grandmother taking my sister and I when we were young. And it really hasn't changed much. 

The lookout is still my favorite spot. 

Maybe it's a boy thing, maybe it's poor parenting, but they ran and yelled like maniacs from one exhibit to the next. Everything was full-speed, full-volume. I gave up worrying about what other families were thinking halfway through. Perhaps my memory is selective, but I don't think my sister and I were quite so thunderous. The walk was great, aside from when my mom saw a snake, screamed, and became frozen in place for about a full minute after the snake was gone. 

Mom the snake charmer packed the lunch, it was pretty killer. She even had placemats for God's sake. The boys finished off the visit playing on the waterslide until William almost broke his brother's nose whilst sliding down the water slide. Again, something my sister and I never did.... but I digress. 

Sadly, I think this may be our last visit, the park has seen better days and unfortunately I just didn't feel like some of the play structures were very safe: broken springs, lots of rust, just run-down. We really enjoyed our day but I think we'll try someplace new next year.

Lots of hungry baby goats.

Hanging by the shroom.

Mom and the boys 

Tuesday Weigh-in

Stayed the same this week. Boo.

Tuesday Weigh-In

Down three more pounds.... :)

Tuesday Weigh-In

Down 2 more pounds... :)

Tuesday Weigh-In

A few months ago, I had the notion that I could get myself back to a healthy weight on my own... Yeah... not so much.... You see, after William was born, I had about 35 pounds to shed, and I did it with WW. I looked good, maybe too good, since I promptly got preggo again. After Tom was born I had about 45 pounds to shed, but (HERE COME THE EXCUSES) when I was in chemo, I actually GAINED 30 pounds. They actually took me off the nausea meds because I was gaining weight so fast. If it was edible, I craved it. We're talking, like 30 pounds in 2 months, here.

Last week I'd finally had enough and I re-joined Weight Watchers and today was my first weekly weigh-in..... After a week of watching, recording and rationalizing..... I lost 6 and a half pounds! That's about the same weight as a two litre bottle of pop! Yay me! I even got a little sticker! I know it's only 6 pounds, but I'm over the moon right now. I have a long way to go, but not as long as last week!

Paintball & Pedicures

Last Friday, a group of us "surprised" one of our good friends, Brenda, with a paintball excursion to celebrate her hmmmmm-phhhhh-fortieth-hmmmmummm birthday. Brenda is one of the most generous and thoughtful people I know. I'm not sure if she actually has the ability to say 'no' to someone in need. She's either helping one of her kids with a school or sport, giving someone a ride somewhere, picking someone or something up for someone, organizing a party or an event, volunteering her time... you get the idea. She's a great friend and a wonderful mom.

Brenda wasn't feeling the best, but being the trooper that she is, geared up anyway.

Very gung-ho of me

A lot of us hadn't paintballed before, but after a very enlightening briefing session, we steeled ourselves and set out to conquer the battlefield.

Ok, I grew up with one younger sister in the city and went to an all-girl catholic school. Consequently (and  possibly stereotypically), I hadn't really ever played any kind of war games or anything with any kind of guns, or covert teams, or hand signals, etc, so I wasn't sure if I'd get that combat instinct, but when you start hearing the paintballs flying and you're running for cover, it definitely kicks in. It was a lot of fun, and a great workout. A few of us ended up with some very impressive bruises as souvenirs. By the time we had played all our games, had our lunch and turned in our gear, almost 5 hours had passed! What a great new adventure! I'm so glad I tried it.

Two days later, I had an appointment for a mani-pedi. It's important to note that my mother is an esthetician, and I STILL had to book an appointment! We have a family wedding on Friday and the only time she could fit me in was 5 days before, so I better be careful not to chip anything...

And THIS is what you get when you mix paintball and pampering...

My hanging basket is now an incubator

Ikea Movies

Seasons in Canada

Boo

I owe federal a total of $5600, booooooo

Tax Time

Holy crap, I've broken even on my Quebec income taxes!!!

This is a momentous occasion.

Rock Bottom - The Best Place for a Ladder

I started writing this from the bathtub, in the middle of a gallstone attack. The Oxy finally starting to kick in. So keeping the possible drug-induced slant this post might have in mind...

I am very grateful for everything in my life. From my blessings to my burdens. But despite my gratitude, I am also quite unhappy with a few aspects of myself. I have let my health spiral completely out of control. I am the heaviest I have ever been. I am chronically tired and I don't feel good about how I look. I fought so hard to get the chance to be here, had surgeries to get back the breast I lost, and I am throwing it all away. 

This is not me. I am not this person. 

I stay away from crowds because of my size. I am depriving myself of living life, the very thing I struggled so hard for. The thing I prayed for. The thing I was insanely lucky to get. I am so embarrassed and ashamed. 

So now that I am done whining about it, there's nothing left to do but change. Little things at first, this week, I am committing to drinking 8 glasses of water a day. And even though this will be the most embarrassing thing I've ever done, I am going to post my weight every Friday. Although no one reads this, it's a bit of accountability for me, and maybe what I need to keep myself in line. 

In 2005, I lost 35 pounds with Weight Watchers, it really worked for me at the time, but now I really want to make a permanent change to my life, something I'll be proud to teach my sons. 

I do have a plan for the coming months, every week I'll be adding a new element to my new lifestyle. Baby steps.

So BANG! We're off!

Week 0 - 29.04.2011

Wow, I knew it was bad, but this is scary. So according to Health Canada, my BMI is 36.2, which puts me in Obese Class 2, with a very high risk of developing health problems.

I can't bring myself to take a picture of my actual body... so here's my body, according to My Virtual Model, 

I actually own this exact swimsuit, in this exact color.

      I am mortified but also very motivated. 

Here's to Week 1!

Just a Thought

Wheeee

Skating & Sugar Bushing

Yesterday was the daycare's annual skating and sugar bush day. The weather was amazing! I remember when we took William to his last one and he could barely skate! What a tough day on the back! This year, Tom has been playing hockey since September, and could skate around like a pro. So much easier!

So proud that he was one of only a few kids who could skate easily

T and his buddy B

After skating their little bums off, we went on to the Sugar Bush. We had an amazing buffet, one of the dads even played accordion and guitar while the kids were all eating. Afterward, we all went outside to explore and eat taffee on the snow....hmmmmm.....

It makes me so sad to think that our time with the daycare is almost over. They've been so amazing with the  kids, and understanding with everything that's gone on over the last (almost) 4 years.

Is it Spring Yet?

Hello?

Ha!