On we go

Megan Francine Aurelia Biddle!  (no cyber stalkers that is not her real name)  Welcome back.

You gained 5 lbs. over Thanksgiving?  Guess what sister, I gained 6.  I knew I was doing this blog with a kindred spirit.

I have missed you.  I need you.  You are fabulous and way funnier than I am so you are never allowed to go AWOL again.  Okay, you can have a pass for comas and escaped hamsters.

Amen to the whole hating the maternity pant thing.

On the plus side, in the last month I have had some major victories.

I started attending a pseudo-weight-watchers group in my neighborhood.  We weigh in, share victories, eat a healthyish treat and set goals.  Just having access to an accurate scale is a blessing.  My scale at home changes five pounds if I rock from my heels to my toes.

We have a sister-in-law who has had great success with livestrong.com.  I have avoided calorie counting for years.  It drives me nuts.  But that six pounds made me crazy (crazy trumps nuts) and I created a Livestrong account and I have tracked for six days in a row - a lifetime record.  In my brain I hear a stadium sized crowd leaping to its feet and cheering.

And I did something last Saturday that I have wanted to do forever.  I made a meal plan for three meals and two snacks for every day of the week - made my grocery list from my plan- and then shopped from my list.

Woo Hoo!  Even standing on my heels on my scale I can tell that I am making inroads into that superfluous six.

I WILL wear real pants again one day.  I just know it.

~Bethany Feronia Adelaid Boynton

(did you notice?  the last three initials spell FAB - as in fabulous)