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This is, after all, a weight loss blog. I am holding at 186, but thanks to a bizarre visit from TOM and the sodium laden soups that help when one is suffering from the plague, I am bloaty and full of water. I took an aqua ban and have already downed about 40 ounces of water. Hopefully the next few days will show another loss on my new bathroom scale.

May I just say, I love having a scale at my house. I can weigh in naked and know the real number instead of trying to fuzzify the numbers because I'm wearing jeans and hooker boots. I was weighing in at work, so naked was not an option. BTW: how much does hair weigh? ha, ha, ha. I used to joke that if I shaved my head I'd lose 5 pounds, I seriously have a crap-ton of hair, It's think and fine and bone ass straight which means that it's heavy, static-y, and in my face. I used to perm it to give it some texture and make life easier but haven't done that in awhile.

I was going to try going to the gym today but I forgot my clothes and it still hurts to breathe a little. I think I may hold off another day or two. Or perhaps I will do a lighter version of my typical workout, just so I don't get too far out of the habit. I am going back to zumba this week, I have missed it and look forward to seeing my friends there and getting sweaty. I'm a little worried that with the holiday and sick I may pass out halfway through, but the floors are padded so at least I won't break anything.

I am going to buy my new 190 shoes today, hopefully Jeeves will help me with some photos later so you all can see. Funny story, he was sitting on the couch the other day and yelled at me that I had to go to Old Navy. Confused (cause he never asks me to shop) I asked why. He wanted me to go buy some yoga pants and get "instant yoga butt." I had to remind him that unless you actually "do" yoga, you don't get "yoga butt." And stretchy pants don't do much for flabby asses, so no yoga pants for the ninja until some more firming happens. I do like a zillion squats but I carry the majority of my extra weight in my ass and thighs, so it's gonna be awhile before I get anything even close to resembling a yoga butt.

In World's Most Awesome Shit News: I was at my mother's house yesterday and I decided to try on my wedding dress. It fit, a bit tight, but it zipped. I cried a little and danced around while my babies shouted, "Look, mommy's like a princess!" It was a good day.
I was a size 12 when I got married, and the year before that I was a size 10. This summer, Jeeves and I will have been married for 7 years and are considering renewing our vows at our church. When we were married we did not have a church and our ceremony was in the same room as the reception with a rent-a-friar. I want the Pastor who baptised my babies to do a wedding service for us and how cool would it be to be able to wear my wedding dress again? Score!