Stop salivating all over my lunch!!

Yeah, I know. It tastes as good as it looks!

Baby spinach + chicken cubes + raspberries + blueberries + strawberry white wine vinigrette = DELICIOUS.

And, a cup of red grapefruit chunks.

This is why I struggled with South Beach Diet. No fruit. I just have to have it!!

P.S. I'm down another 3 pounds... YES!

-5 is my new favorite number

The diet paid off!

I had to schedule my personal trainer appointment for the middle of the day on a Friday (right after getting into an argument with the Angry Inch, ugh) and I was a little nervous because I wasn't sure if I had lost the weight that she was hoping for me to shed. She had stated that she would like me to be down about 6 pounds.

Well, I weighed myself this morning at home and the scale said I was down 3.5 pounds... but I also need a new battery for that scale. I had checked it at the gym previously to see if the two scales matched up and they seemed pretty close. Still, this isn't the scale that the personal trainer uses every time she records my measurements and weight, so who knows if that's the difference.

So, I flew into the locker room at about, I don't know, mach 5 because said argument had happened just before I was supposed to leave and it caused me to run a tad late. No worries, I was still ten minutes early and was able to change quickly since it was the middle of the day and only stay at home mommies are there. When I met up with the PT she was curious if I had really stuck to the diet and then very pleased when I told her yes and that I hadn't found it too difficult. I struggled through South Beach before and I hated it... I need my fruit. Compared to that, this diet is a cake walk! AND, I can still eat sushi!!

When she had first put me on the diet she had told me that we would meet in two weeks and then she would adjust the diet as necessary. No need! I am quite enjoying my diet as is! I found some great alternative snacks and I've become fond of salads (I know! Me? The Human Garbage Can!! Yep! I really like them!).

Well, anyway, as you can guess from the title of this post - I LOST 5 POUNDS!! Woohoo!

My next appointment is on September 11th. My first dress fitting is on August 24th. I hope I can lose even more weight by then! Not to mention, my legs are slimmer. My thunderous, stubborn legs that have always given me the most trouble when attempting to slim down!

This is the best day ever... sans argument with co-worker.

Baby Bonanza

We had a very fun 80th birthday bash for the Finance's grandma this last weekend. I seriously had a blast! I really enjoy hanging out with his family and there are TONS of them! We laugh because we say they breed like rabbits since there are always a minimum of 15 babies at every given function! I'm a fan because I get to hold them and play with them!

However, we have always said that we are not so keen to have our own. It seems like the thing to do, having a baby, because it's expected of a couple once they are married, but then I stop and think about it. Sacrificing weekends for the next 18 years, sleepless nights, and all of that jazz that comes with a kid. I know, I'm selfish.

Now, I'm not anti-children. I love children. Always have. I just don't think I'm even close to thinking about having them. I haven't gone anywhere or done anything with my life where I feel like I'm ready to settle down for my own brood of youngins. It's not in my plan... yet. Maybe not ever. We'll see.

Well, the Finance, whom I must say is usually terrified at the idea of holding a child under the age of two because he fears he will break/drop them and claims, "I will hold them when they are old enough to rough-house", was getting all googly eyed at those little tykes in their nappies. Then we went to church with his (pretty much) entire family the next morning and there was THE CUTEST little girl sitting right in front of us. I mean, let me paint you a picture: golden ringlets ran wild across her chubby little face while huge, blue eyes peaked out. Favorite word/stuffed animal's name: Sheep! which was said at every moment possible. Favorite drink: Juice! which was said every time she knocked her sippy cup down. When the choir began to sing she bobbed and swayed along with the music while laughing and clapping her hands joyously. A-DORABLE!

The Finance was glued to her chubby, little fingers and even made little cooing noises when she smiled at him. I was awestruck. Who is this guy sitting next to me?? I wondered.

Later, he finally admitted that he was getting a little baby fever and was unsure what it meant and why. He was still talking about it yesterday when he got home from work, although he was claiming that it was because he was "finally over it". I don't believe a word of it. If he were over it, he would have forgotten about it.

Guess what readers, I guess there might be a mini-gidge running around some day. Who'd of thunk it? Not me.

My New Diet

About a week and a half ago (the Friday before last to be exact) I had an appointment with the old personal trainer. I was NOT looking forward to it because somehow (Oh, I know how Little Miss Rescheduler) we got on the same schedule as my monthly "friend" which caused me to be weighed and measured at my most bloated. This, of course, caused me to be grumpy at our meetings and caused me to look as though I had not lost any weight... well, maybe I really hadn't lost any, but I wasn't getting that half inch less that I had during "normal" times of the month on my record and this made me an unhappy little Gidge.

So, because of my lack of results lately, I was put on a strict diet and told that we would meet again in two weeks.

What is this diet you may ask. Well, I will tell you kind readers. I was put on a no dairy, no gluten diet. I know, bizarre, right?? I'll have to remember to update you on my results this coming Friday as it was predicted by the old personal trainer that I would lose 6 pounds. Since my scale needs a new battery and I haven't put one in since I like what it shows me (15 lbs) because of it's lack of go-juice, I have no idea if I've lost even a pound.

I should probably weigh myself at the gym tonight.


P.S. I have never craved a Bugle more in my life!! Yes, as in Bugles that look like witches fingers or tornadoes. Those really cool, funnel shaped corn chips from the past. You may say, "Well Gidge, corn is okay, right?" Right, that is true. However, my beloved Bugles contain wheat flour. Bastards.