Something I forgot to post earlier...

My husband didn't have to work last night, so he was up most of the day today.  After we had breakfast, we came back home and I weighed myself.  This is the exact conversation we had.

H:  298?  That can't be right!
Me: Yup.  I'm pretty happy with that number.
H:  No, it's obviously not weighing right.  There's no way that you weigh that little.
Me:  So you think I weigh more?
H: Yes, I do.  There's no way. 
Me:  Way to burst my bubble.
H:  I like you with meat on your bones.  Gives me something to hang onto. *grabs my ass*




Yea...way to make me want to lose more weight, asshole.  You've now become inspiration number two on my list.  That's something I've never shared---my inspiration list.  Well, here it is

Inspiration

~For myself.  I am tired of being the "fat one"
~My husband.  Since clearly he thinks I'm a lard ass
~My son.  He needs his mother.
~For the collarbone. 

~To feel my ribs
~To be a "hot mom"
~To wear cute little clothes
~To finally get a belly piercing
~To gain confidence to hit on girls.  (side note, I'm bisexual and looking for a girl to have fun with)
~To have people notice me for how good I look.
~To have people ask me if I'm losing weight
~To see my toes
~To be able to sit at a meal and eat a few bites, then say I'm full.
~To be able to wear a bathing suit again.
~To move around without grunting
~To be able to say I did this all by myself.  (With a little help from Ana)
~To not feeling disgusting.

That conversation just gave me more motivation. 

Stay Skinny Loves,
P