Two-fer!

Just because they're both short.

On the off-chance that anyone actually reads this anymore, I thought I'd share that I'm now down about 40 pounds from when I first decided to motivate myself.  a.k.a. I'm down about 40lbs from that pic I have on the home page.

Feel free to praise me.  I won't complain a bit.

For the record, 40lbs is roughly a size and a half for me, which I totally dig.  If I keep this up, I'll be able to jam myself into that stinkin' cute denim mini skirt that I bought on the cheap in NO TIME. 

Seriously though.  You should probably start to congratulate me right about now.  Go.

Say whaaaaat???

It appears I got the concept wrong.

The container of raspberries ISN'T for use as a plate for the gooiest, most delicious brownie to ever come out of Davanni's?  Whoops.

PS - according to myfitnesspal.com, that brownie is under 200 calories.  WHAT????  Yum, that's what.  I feel perfectly happy having eaten one.  But slightly sad that I didn't go for two.  :)

Maybe Tuesday should be my day?

Looks like I'm getting worse and worse at this whole posting thing.  Bah.
This week's list might be a little short.  I'm tired.  I've been working a lot.

• SUNSHINE again.  I'm so happy that it's back.  I love seeing it peeking out behind the trees, love how it warms my skin when I'm walking from the office to the car.  I love watching the cats lounge in a beam on their backs.  I love trying to get pictures with a nice little haze or some kind of a sun spot.  I got some decent back-lighting on some pics of the gatitos earlier this spring.  Those are the kinds of pics I want to take more of.  Back to the topic at hand - I love the sun.
• I'm graeful for the bounty that my little garden is gearing up to produce.  My tomato plants look like giant bushes of craziness, all tangled into each other and full of blooms.  My two little pumpkin plants are losing their minds growing like weeds.  The leaves on my zucchini and yellow squash plants are bigger than my big 'ol head.  There are little baby peppers on a whole lot of my pepper plants.  Here's a pic of my little garden from a few days ago, before everything grew even more.

Those are radishes in the front-right box.  Tomatoes are in the back left.  All manner of squashy items are in the back right.  Peppers left of the back right.  Carrots and garlic in the front left.  Next year, we're going to have to have at LEAST another 4x6 box.  Maybe more than one.  I LOVE gardening.  So, that's my little grateful - I'm grateful for the bounty to come!  And more close-up pics.  Promise.

• Trying new things!  This episode of stuff I didn't know I loved:  corn chowder.  I said "corn chowda" in my head, just for the record.  I took some time recently to sift through the plethora of magazines that I have hanging around this joint, and stumbled upon some sweet new recipes.  I got this one out of the "Delicious Living" mag that's free in my grocery store.  And it's DAMN good.  And 141 calories for a cup-plus with a tsp of this aah-maze-ing cilantro pesto stuff.  My buddy Geo The Cilantro Hater would not agree.  At any rate.  It's sweet and spicy and delish.  I'm going to make giant pots of this stuff for winter consumption.  MMMMMMMMMM!
• A partner I like, and who puts up with me.  I think I probably shout out my dumb hubby a lot, but I really like him, so I'm okay with it.  He totally gets me, and I just dig him.  We work okay together.  Am I gushing too much?  Meh.  I have such a crush on him that I just. don't. care.

I think I'm going to stop in there.  I'm tired.  It's bedtime.

Trying something new.

I'm going to try something for us that's different.
Being a planner.

Neither Mr. Peavs nor I am very good with planning.  We tend to be a little too impulsive for our own good (see also:  extra weight, purchases, etc).  SO, in an effort to help both of us curb these natural instincts, we're going to become planners.

My first little project is being more strict with meal planning.  I KNOW.  I've been blabbing about being a meal planner for pretty much ever.  Let's just say if I were Keri Strug, I wouldn't be sticking that second landing.  For the most part, I'm cool with that.  But I think this is something that I should try to be more stringent with.  I don't need to be a total spaz when it comes to making sure everything is written down a week in advance, but I think know I can do better than I do now.

With that in mind, I'll keep myself at least a little accountable, and tell you what's to eat this week:

• Monday is my own version of the Jimmy John's turkey Unwich that I love so much for lunch and this delicious-looking curried corn soup for dinner.  Throwing in some fruits and veggies for snacks, and we're good for the day.
• Tuesday is pizza for lunch for me (a work lunch) and leftover soup for hubbs, and mini turkey meatloaves for dinner.  Again with the F&V snacks.
• Wednesday is leftover mini loaves for lunch and a pepper-crusted tuna steaks with oven fries and lemon spinach.  F&V scattered throughout.
• Thursday sees the mini loaves again for lunch, and dinner is open.  I think it's mostly because I like the idea of having a free-for-all kinda day.
• Same goes for Friday.  All I know for sure about Friday is that I'm having fruit and yogurt for breakfast, an apple for a morning snack, and a little cheese and nuts for an afternoon snack.

I'm new at this.  Gimme a break.  I think planning three days all the way is enough for me, friends.

Does anyone still read this blog?  If you do, what are some healthy recipes or menus that you use?  How much planning do you do?

Photo comparisons!

So, I mentioned that I would try to bring a more recent pic of myself to the table.
This one is admittedly biased because of the angle, but I like it so it's in.

It's from an album called "That time we almost went to the beer festival" so you can *probably* infer why my right eye looks a little lazy.  ha.

Here's another one from the same night.  Pre lazy eye, pre wardrobe change.  PLUS, a couple of my favorite besties.  Heart you kids.

For the record, these two pics above are me minus about 30 pounds in the last 6 months.  Not bad, eh?  Not as great as I wanted to be by this point, but I refuse to complain about all those pounds lost!

For comparison:  Here's me when we were in Germany this past October:

I'm still not sure that I see a difference...anyone out there see one?

Whoops.

Seriously.  I gotta get better at this.  :)  I'm really good at being late with posting.  It probably has to do with the fact that there aren't any earth-shattering differences here.  Meh.  Scale's still creeping down.  That's a good thing, yeah?  Yeah.
Without the ado that's further, the list of Grateful

• With Father's Day this past weekend, I'm VERY grateful for the guys in my life.  I've got a pretty great dad.  He's a busy man, with the farmering and all, but he's always there for us.  As much as I adore my mom, I like that I take a lot after my dad too.  I mean, I could do without the iffy genetics I get from his side- thanks for the belly fat, daddy-o!  ha.  I think I get my easy-going attitude and KNOW I get my ability to sit still from The Man, The Myth, The Legend:  Mike.  Heart you dad.
• Next:  Grandpas.  I love mine.  I have only one memory of the one, but it was full of rainbows and unicorns.  Or, a hug and a big green Lazyboy recliner.  Either way, it's what I've got and I love it.  Grandpa #2:  That guy's pretty great too.  Hardworking, hard playing, and drinks Jack on the rocks.  Always with the hugs and the smiles.  And great eyebrows.  What more can you ask for?!  :)
• And then there's my newest dad.  My Papa-in-law.  I really like that guy.  I see a lot of my husband in him, and I definitely don't mind that.  He's smart and generous, and has a great heart.  He's a pretty knowledible, and can talk for ages about his areas of expertise.  I say all the time (three times on this blog I think...) that I scratched the winning ticket in the in-law lotto.  And I mean it.
• Last but not least, the newest dads:  my pseudo-brother first.  His little girl K is just over a year now (WHERE did that year go?!), and it's crazy to see the transformation in him because of that little girl.  Being a dad is a great thing, and I see it in him every time I see him.
• And, for its world-wide-web (non-FB) debut:  my brother.  I don't see or talk with him nearly enough, and I know that in about 5 months (!!!), his time is going to be even more limited.  But, I'm just so stinkin' excited for him, and can't wait till I get to see the changes in him that I see in K's poppa.  PS - expect a frequent sleeper in that guest room that ain't Mom.  :)
• Summer TV programming.  Yeah, I know.  Lame.  Being grateful for TV.  The thing is, though, that there are fewer shows on in the summer.  Which means that, even though I'm still watching TV (while I type, as a matter of fact...), there are fewer shows.  I dig that.  More sunlight + more opportunities to get my hubby out the door + still being able to watch shows I like = WINNING!  ha.

I was going to post a current pic (perhaps one of me in my fancy new Sears pants), but that's not gonna happen.  Jess didn't get any good pics of me from our recent Shenanigans Night.  BUMMER.  Next time.  Next time.

Gratitude post!

Monday, Monday, Monday!  :)

This one's going to be short and sweet, cause it's late and I'm tired.  Work, working out, and dinner has me up later than I want to be, and I'm ready for bed...

• Being on the 3rd floor!  We changed floors at work, and I love having to go up two flights of stairs every morning again.  I can't wait until there is absolutely no huffing at all when I get to my desk.  It's not so bad just yet, but it can definitely be better.  I can't wait till that happens!
• Exclamation points.  Sheesh.  Lay off the adreneline...
• Beautiful days.  We've been spending a lot of time on our deck lately.  Tonight, when I got back from walking the dog, I lounged on the deck.  LOVE IT.  We spent a lot of time out there this past weekend too.  I want to have a deck party out there (once we've given it the reinforcements it needs...).  It's also gorgeous enough to walk the dog for a little longer than we would be able to when it gets really hot.  It's also nice and light out well past when I finally come staggering home from work lately.  LOVE summer.  *sigh*  I'm already depressed thinking about the end of summer
• Magazines.  I love them.  I love going through them when they're some 6+ months old and pulling out all the articles and recipes and little snippets that grab me.  I'd like to use my SUBSTANTIAL collection of pull-outs to create a great mood board or pin board with all the collections.
• Not to get too down-ish, but I'm grateful to have a job.  I know the economy still isn't doing well, so I think that it's important to take a sec to be grateful for having a job.  It may be frustrating at times or hard or irritating, but I'm still grateful for every day I pull up to that beautiful building and start another day.
• On that same type of note, I'm grateful to be married to the Hubbs.  We just celebrated five years, and it makes me think even more how lucky I am to be married to a person that I not only love, but actually like too.  Knowing that 50% of marriages end in divorce, it just makes me more determined to make sure we end up in the good part of that percentage.  I still don't believe that marriage is hard work, but I'm willing to make sure that I always try to show how much I love him as much as I want him to show me how much he loves me.  I'm just lucky to have the fella that makes me so happy every day.  He's a good kid, and I'm happy to hold onto him.

I think that, with that, I'll stop.  I'm ready for bed!!

Yikes.

Wow.
Okay, I know that I don't exactly have an amazing relationship with food.  That's a big part of why I'm a heavy lady.  I don't always make great choices when it comes to what I eat.  One of the things I'm trying to improve on, etc.

However, while I'm sitting here thinking about the fact that I had a couple slices of the 'ol Little Ceasars today, Mr. Peavs and I stumbled upon yet another insane TLC show.  This one is called "Freaky Eaters."

Sweet Jesus.

I got NOTHIN' on these people.  What we've watched today:  Meat addiction, tarter sauce addiction, and cheese potato addiction. (YES, I know that planting my ass in front of the TV for an hour and a half isn't awesome - but in my defense, I gardened, raked, vacuumed, and generally cleaned the house for about 4 hours today, so shut it.)  The tarter sauce lady put it on everything.  I'm not kidding when I say that either - from spaghetti to Jell-o to WAFFLES.  She ate FORTY gallons a year.  The meat dude ate 5 lbs of meat a day.  And nothing else.  As in - ONLY meat.  Dude would eat three T-bones a night for dinner.  He was 24 and was at a high risk for heart disease.  The cheese potatoes lady ate only cheese potatoes for meals.  NOTHING but cheese potatoes for food all day.  She ate 10lbs of potatoes a day.  And nothing else.  Not a single veggie.  No protein.  Nothing.

Even though I don't have any kind of a crazy addiction like this, it's still eye-opening for me.  It made me remember that the strides we've taken can be furthered even more.  We may not be taking down tarter sauce on everything, but we can definitely add in even more veggies than we already do.  We can make sure that we're eating more fish and poultry and less red meat.  We can avoid the hell out of cheese potatoes.  Yikes.

I kinda like shows like this that remind me that I'm not the only person who struggles with food stuff.  That I'm not the only person who needs to make changes with my diet.  70% of Americans are overweight, so I'm definitely not alone.

Has anyone else seen this show?  It's right up there with "My Strange Addiction."  If you want to be fascinated and horrified all at once I'd watch this show (either of them, I guess...).

Major bummer, dude!

I watched "Parenthood" Thursday night, and I've had Keanu on my brain since then.  Naturally, I turned to Ted (or was it Bill?) when I learned something that made me sad.

Remember when I was raving about my Clothes Mentor jeans a couple of weeks back?  Well, we jaunted on over to Sears yesterday (it was our anniversary - what a romantic way to spend the day, eh?) to see if I could find some more.  I wandered about for a while (side note:  they sell French Connection and Land's End clothes at Sears.  What the???), but couldn't find the jeans.  So, I asked one of the sales chicks.  She joined me in the jeans rave, saying that not only were they a Sears brand (SCORE!), but they were her favorite jeans too!  We kind of wandered a little, looking for them before she said that she wasn't sure where they were moved to on the floor and asked someone who actually worked in the women's clothing department.

This is the point at which Bill (or was it Ted?) would have said "No way!" (or is that Spicoli??)  The sweet lady in women's clothing told me that THEY WERE NO LONGER CARRYING THESE JEANS!!!!  Crushed.  The lady I was working with suddenly got the bright idea that they could still have some in the clearance section.  Brilliant!  I found a few pair in too-small sizes.  Bummer.  Then, lo and behold, I found a pair a size smaller than the ones I currently have.  The only hitch in this giddyup is that they were skinny jeans.

I'm leery of anything that says "skinny."  Mostly because I'm NOT.  It's daunting to think that something should have a slimmer fit.  I have too many lumps to wear fitted clothing.  It makes me nervous.  I sucked it up, though, and bought them.  $11 on clearance just got me.  I tried them on, and holy cats - they FIT.  As in, they fit on the waist.  As in THIS IS THE SIZE THAT I WOULD WEAR!!!  And, the skinny doesn't even look horrendous.  I'm lucky enough that I don't have a giant booty or hips, and generally thinner legs, so it turns out that the skinny jeans don't look like total ass on me.  I like that this brand seems to run a little big. Major sigh for them going away.  Mr. Peavs is not impressed with the fact that they're skinny on the bottom too (he's not a fan of the tapered-leg jeans.  I can't argue with a man that hates Mom jeans!), but he said that they look "pretty good, in general."  I appreciate that he can be honest but still at least a little flattering.  Good boy.

HOWEVER, the also-bummed chick I was talking with did tell me that they will often drop a brand, and it'll come back in a few months under a new name - same company making them, using the same manufacturers.  (that sounds kind of tax-evasion-y to me, but I'm no IRS agent...)  It's my plan to check back at Sears for a new brand of great-fitting jeans.  Maybe I'll get lucky and find this chick again.  Keeping my fingers crossed!!!

Just keep swimming...

Don't expect to see a picture of me in it any time soon, but my new swimsuit came today!  Woot!!  I've mentioned it before that I've been trying to hunt one down for a while now.  I've looked in several different places to find one, but have just not found anything that looks good.  Granted, chubby girls don't really ever look phenomenal in a suit, but there are some that are better than others.  (I'm looking at you flimsy-topped halters without any kind of support...)
I'm not OVERLY in love with the thing, but I do really like it.  The boobs are a smidge odd, and that's really the only true complaint I have about it.  For the first time in my life, I'm going to say that they're actually too BIG for me.  Strange.  They're lined, so it's not like I can do a whole lot to fix it on my own.  I might consider seeing if a tailor can do anything to fix it, but I'm at least kind of uncomfortable with the idea of parading around in that little suit, with someone digging around in my junk to try to fix it.  I think I'll probably just deal.  ha.

In case you were curious, it's from Lands End.  In the "white floral."

I was hoping for something a little more low-cut, but I'll go with it.  With the big jubblies, it even looks pretty good strapless.  So, see ya later, tan lines!  :)  I got the bottom that the model is wearing - a solid salmon color that has cute contrast piping on the top.  I actually really like it.  Fits my booty (what there is of it...).  I'm not horrifically embarrassed to be wearing it, and that's kind of an improvement.

The only downside other than the semi-strange lady lumps is that it wasn't cheap.  I plan on wearing the H out of that thing until it's too big.  $60 for a one-summer suit is kind of a blow to someone cheap like me, so I've got to get my use out of it!

Hope to see you at the lake!  I'll be the one strutting it in hot pink...

Synopsis!

Or, maybe it should be Review!
I've made it through most of my fitness magazine, and promised that I would comment on how I like it back in this post.

I know it's a little early to commit to something, but I'm in serious like with this magazine.  One part of it that I really like is this section where they give you ways to shave calories off your meals.  A lot of them are kind of obvious, but I dig the obvious.  The obvious gives you easy-to-follow clues and helps make it a snap to be good and be conscious of your moves.  It helps you make sure that the food you're eating is going help, rather than hinder your bottom (line).

Here are a couple of little hints from the article.

• When ordering eggs, order them dry - it'll save you up to 250 calories.  The article says "Chefs often overpour the oil or butter."  That's ridiculous to me.  Lack of precision in restaurant-cooked meals can be crazy.  Meals that were already risky calorie-wise can be easily pushed into the "yikes" category.  Going dry whenever you can is always a good thing.
• Dipping veggies into your guac instead of chips will save you round abouts 220 calories.  And, YUM.  I love me some chips and guac as much as the next guy, but this is a great plan.  When I get the Unwich, I get the Beach Club with the guac.  Veggies with guac = delish.  I'm in.  ESPECIALLY if it saves me over 200 calories.  Holla!
• I'm quoting this one because it's just nuts.  "Order any of Taco Bell's Fresco tacos or burritos instead of a salad.  Save:  510 to 760 calories." Say whaaaaa?!  Okay, I know that they're talking about the mega-salads one can get somewhere like this place I used to work at that has a hot pepper in its slogan.  But still.  The idea that I can stuff my face with TB and it'll be fewer calories than a salad is nutty.  I like it.
• Here's one that I LOVE.  Having a BK cheeseburger instead of a BK veggie burger will save you 110 calories!!  Interesting that what is supposed to be a healthy choice ends up being more of a gut-buster.  I can't help but wonder why, though.  I wonder if it's because the veg is Whopper size and the cheeseburger is small?  Either way, I'm in.  I don't like most veggie burgers anyway, and definitely don't need something Whopper-sized.
• This one caught my eye just because it's interesting, and I'm willing to try it.  The article suggests boiling rice with a tea bag to add extra flavor to it, rather than putting in olive oil (wait - oil instead of butter??  WTF??  ha.).  It suggests jasmine and green tea.  I'm going to try it the next time I make me some rice!  Oh, it apparently saves at least 100 calories.
• One that I'm DEFINITELY going to try:  using a cup of pureed white beans to thicken a soup rather than cream.  It'll save you more than 500 calories a CUP.  I'm so there.  I dig this idea mostly because it means I can eat more soup, and I love that.  :)
• And finally, it suggests re-portioning your plate.  It says that just making sure that you're eating half a plate of veggies could save you 250 to 300 calories at the meal.  That's something that's just crazy easy to be conscious of!  And, something that I'm not really great at, so it's totally something to strive to achieve.

That ended up being a lot more than I was planning on writing about this one little section of the mag!  I guess it had at least a little impact on me, huh?

Some other articles I liked included one that laid out three different circuits to kick calories to the curb fast.  I wouldn't mind bringing that one to work next week when I meet up with the trainer we have and asking him to show me what "hard" and "moderate" etc *actually* mean.  I think it would be really helpful to show that I'm really doing the work correctly.  Again with the obvious.

There's also a pic of the hair that I'm DESPERATE for.  Beach waves, down to the middle of the back, streaky blonde.  LOVE.  Funny that I'm probably going to put that on the fridge instead of a pic of a hot body.  ha.

So, the conclusion is that I'm happy with the mag.  Really happy.  It's pretty great.  I'd recommend it.

Also, I'm attempting to write back to comments, but I'm having trouble - I don't know why blogger won't let me comment any way but as "anonymous."  So, I'm not ignoring y'all, I'm just not able to post.  I'm working on it though!

Gratitudes

Another week down, ladies and gentlemen!  Do you ever just feel like time just keeps rolling faster and faster???  Because I sure do.  It could be the 10-hour days I've been pulling lately.
Things I'm grateful for this week:

• Seeing family.  My parents are busy folk.  It's planting season right now - both on the farm and for gardeners (just in case someone actually reads this blog that I don't know - my parents own a farm and my mom is a co-owner of a couple of garden stores/flower shops), so that means that their hours are whack.  I went home this weekend to see them and my girl Lau.  I got to see them for a few minutes.  :)  Even though it wasn't hours on end with them, it was still nice to see them.  I wish they lived closer (you too siblings!!).

• Irony.  Like I mentioned up top, I'm ridiculously busy right now at work.  10-hour days that are just full of  frenetic energy.  Energy-sucking frenetic energy.  In the midst of all that, we're going to be moving desks.  I have probably 15 10-inch boxes full of what I'm doing at work.  That's on top of the "normal" everyday stuff that's in my cube.  Oh, the joy.  Naturally, this move would happen when we're the busiest!  At least it'll give me a chance to organize some of it, right?

• The ability to snap back into being 22 if I need to.  This weekend not only involved hanging at the shop with mi madre, it also involved copious amounts of the drink (YES, I realize that's "against the rules" or whatever.  Get over it.  ha).  And dancing.  And making friends with weirdos.  And a slice (only a slice!!!) of charred bar pizza.  It was nice to reminisce on all the fun we had back in the day (listen to me say that like I'm 50. ha.), and to do it all again.

• Air conditioning!  Man.  For a kid who grew up without A/C until I was probably 21, I love the hell out of it now.  Mom and Dad hadn't turned theirs on at home yet (neither had we, for the record!), and it was a smidge scorchy on Friday.  It was really nice to sit under the fan with a beer though.

• Lounging days!  On Saturday, I woke up late, had a little breakfast burrito, and proceeded to spend the rest of the morning/early afternoon hanging out in the driveway, getting some sun and reading to my little heart's content.  A bowl of pistachios and a glass of water completed the package.  As did the sunburn I managed.  That's three, for those of you counting at home.  It *might* be time to get and use some sunscreen.  You should see what a bronzed goddess I am though!

• Watching my dog attempt to murder the sprinklers.  It's hilarious.  Seriously.  He went after our neighbor's tonight - they have the tractor ones.   He hates the heads that pop up on our in-ground system, but the tractors are now worse.  Probably because the whirley arms clobbered him in the face.  ha.  Stupid dog.

• I maybe have mentioned it before, but I love Chobani Greek yogurts.  I don't know if saying I'm grateful for it is the right thing to say, but it makes me really, really happy and is delicious, and my day feels kinda crap when I don't start it with a cuppa.  I even debated picking some up at my grocery store here for the weekend because I didn't think there would be any at the grocery store at home.  That's love.

Um, that's it for this week.  Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives is on.  Dedication...

I love NPR. This post has practically nothing to do with this.

I was listening to it on my way from from another successful Clothes Mentor trip (brought home a black and white skirt and white sweater thingy.  Because I knew you were dying to know), and caught the tail end of a bit about how different countries set up their food pyramids.  Specifically, the part I heard was speaking to how the Swiss set up their pyramid.
Our pyramid has sweets and candy and whatnot at the top of the thing, with a label that says "eat sparingly."  What the guest speaker was saying is that it's interesting how the American pyramid tells us to refrain from eating foods, rather than to enjoy in moderation or something of the like.

According to the NPR show, in Switzerland, they have the delicious things like Toblerone at the top, in the "eat sparingly" spot.  But instead of telling you to keep your mitts off, they say "Consume carefully, but with great pleasure."

That is a great way of thinking, if you ask me.  Matter of fact, I think I might have to make it a little motto of mine.  I'm going to apply it to items like Doritos.  Beergaritas.  Reese's Peanut Butter eggs.  Emilio Estevez movies.
It just makes so much sense to me.  I think one of the biggest things that I've learned so far is that this whole weight-loss thing isn't about restricting - not calories, not ice cream.  It's about learning to live while being knowlegible.  Back in the day, I used to just pop things in my mouth without actually considering the impact of it.  It just never really clicked that the average American cheeseburger is twice the size it should be.  Add in the giant bun...and you just have a mess on your hands.  Of course, you have to think about the french fries too.  Yikes.

Now that I know or can somewhat figure out a rough guess of the gut rocking that many foods can cause, it makes it that much easier to try and pay attention to what I'm eating.

I think that's why I like that little phrase.  "Consume carefully, but with great pleasure."  I am now much more careful, and do try to take pleasure in the things that fit into that little tip of the triangle.

Now, on to "Young Guns."

It's here!!!!!

So, a few weeks back, I decided to get a subscription to fitness!
Um, so long ago that I kinda forgot that I'd ordered it...and actually almost ordered another subscription yesterday.  HA!  Good thing I didn't order another one.

If you're my family (seester), you know that I need another magazine 'round the house like I need a death-shot throat punch.  The thing is, though, that I really love fitness mag.  I thumb through it in Target/Walgreens/the grocery store all the time.  I wander through the online articles really frequently.  I even have a couple of exercises bookmarked on the 'ol computer.  When I saw a deal for practically nothing (maybe $9?  Or was it $5?), I jumped.  I'm so excited to thumb through the first volume.  Don't you worry.  In typical kinda-sharing fashion, I'll tell ya what I find!

PS - had my gettin' skinny class today, and we talked about working in working out.  Talk about timely!!  I hope to share my exercise plan and meal plan plans tomorrow.  I worked until 7:00 tonight, so I was (understandibly, I think) a little too brain-fried to remember to grab it all.