ta da

So today I got my hair did, as expected. He dicded to wax my eyebrows for free, because he looooves me. He did a great job, but doon after my eyelids turned purple and started to swell. That's right folks, I have developed an allergic reaction to body wax. My hair looks good, but all the subtle highlights don't really show in the current light. I went shopping after i got my hair done and this woman looked at me and said "you know, there are places that can help you." She thought I was a batered woman! So because verb wanted to see a recent pic of me, and my weight lost buddies asked for a pic too, tonight i slapped some make up on and took a pic to share. The hair was done this am and has been slept on, so if it no-longer looks fab, it' my fault and not the sexy italian god who does me hair. oh i took him a blood orange today, because i love them and they're italian, so i thought he'd like one, he was so happy. it's the little things. Anyway, so here's a pic of me.

you know you have issues....

i was at the store earlier and they were out of my fav ice cream. I really felt like shouting "can a bitch get a skinny cow?" And that's how I know "aunt flo" will be making an appearance very soon.

in other news, i've now lost a little over 55 lbs and I am going to go see my second husband, the man who does my hair, at the ass crack of dawn but it's 2am and i can't sleep. I forsee looking like the bride of frakenstein until he gets done with me. Man I just like to hear him talk. I don't care if he's reading the phone book, i does it for me, he's got a sexy voice and the way he speaks italian to me.

It's been a year

since i talked to my mom.

I'm starting to think things will always be like this.

Conversation with the man

Me: "My ass hurts"
Him: "What've you been doing?" (wink, wink)
Me: "God, you wish (snort). I've been doing aerobics, jogging, and that work out DVD I bought the other day. Did you know it's possible to walk a mile, do squats and lift weights all at the same time without killing yourself?"

I'm suddenly glad that he filled out the health insurance audit info. so that I can continue to get benefits. There's only so long one can walk a mile, do squats, and lift weights all at hte same time before an unfortunate accident happens.

I ran a mile today

Yep that's right. It was 37 out and cloudy and I went to the lake and ran a mile and walked the second. Sure it took me about 30 minutes (I did walk the second afterall) and I feel like shit now, but hey? I did it. Take that you skinny bitches that wouldn't let me shop at your skinny bitch store last month. I ran a mile. So kiss my not-so-fat-ass.

now i need to go soak in a hot tub and suck on my inhalor because my lungs are burning.

i pray for you

my guy and my best friend are fighting. I am so angry with both of them. I know it's not right to shut communication down, but I just can't do it right now.

When someone tells you to leave them alone, just do it.

I heard a song today that made me feel a bit better, here's hte url. even if it's not your taste in music, the words are great.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atBg9zLI2bA

I've been cheating

on the old broards. I've become a member of an online weight loss group and have my own blog over there (don't worry, it's nothing special, but the title is better than this one). It's a decent place full of men and women who have much in common, but are united our goal to become healthier and smaller. The site offers different groups for people with various personalities and likes and dislikes. My favorite group is a group of sarcastic/funny people who are often inappropriate and like to cuss a lot. I know several of the people would fit in at the broards or remind me of exshelfers who i miss. one of the things i like the most is the fact that my BFFs are members of the site too, so if they wanted to, they could become a member of the group. They haven't as of yet, preferring different groups, but we can still play nice. I've never really had an IRL friend be an online friend too. I like that I can have a conversation with someone about boob sweat and M&M preference and no one looks at me like I'm weird.