Finger Weights

I have been working my butt off for months to lose some inches around my waist. I started out in a good weight range for my height but right at the top which just isn't me. I'm the skinny girl. Okay so I haven't been "the skinny girl" in say 7 years, but that is how I was defined for so long that when I no longer was "the skinny girl" a huge part of what made me me was suddenly gone. So after quite a bit of procrastinating I jumped aboard the get fit wagon.

 (lets totally pretend this flat stretch  mark free belly belongs to me- oh wait, that tape measure says 46inches!!!! Um I'll keep my stretch marks thank you!)

In a little over two months I have lost 13 pounds (Go me!). I have been counting every calorie and hitting the gym nearly every day. But are these 13 pounds coming off from where I want them to the most, the inter tube around my waist? Not really. Okay well I guess a teeny bit. My jeans are loose but not so loose that they won't stay up and I need to drop a size.

Where has my body decided to take the pounds off of you ask.... well my fingers of course. And why not, becasue frankly everyone wants to lose some finger weight. So far in my journey there is no new clothes shopping- but rings, yep those will have to be resized.

It seems as though treadmill and elliptical workouts equal finger fat dissolution so maybe putting my fingers to work by blogging like a mad woman my waist will lose a few inches. That is good logic right?

World War Blue

I walk in to the bathroom and flip on the light. Sticky, I suddenly feel sticky. Flush the toilet, more stickiness. I turn the sink on to wash my hands and you''ll never guess it, but yep, more stickiness. As I look down there they are- the blue smears of a war. One which my bathroom has obviously lost. After I wash my hands a second time- becasue yep, turning the water off re-stickified my fingers (yes, I'm sure that is a word, from my own personal dictionary)... anyways, re washing- then, I go to dry my hands. To my dismay when I pull my hands away they are covered more so then ever in blue goo. One of my brilliant children has decided to use the back of the towel to wipe a massive amount of goo off of something...


But I live with 3 children ( and Brad) so messes like this don't get to me that easily. I wash my hands yet again then head to the cupboard to get out the cleaner and paper towel. And what else do I find but another place to make my hands sticky....

Toothpaste... a necessity, but man sometimes I wish it wasn't. But I can hear that conversation in my head already.... What is the matter Mr. Dentist? What? It doesn't look like they've been brushing their teeth? Gee I have NO idea why... couldn't be because I have banned toothpaste from the early humans in my house.... (early humans- guess you gotta see Little Fockers to get the reference). But really the way the bathroom looks I do wonder if any of the toothpaste actually makes it into their mouths.

Everytime I send those 3 monkeys to brush their teeth it is as if I did actually send monkeys... well ones that don't throw poo but toothpaste instead.

I understand that it is a big tube and the target is small, sometime you squeeze just a little harder then intended... but really, why oh why does it get as bad as it does in there on a near daily basis? And why do I keep buying them BLUE toothpaste? At least white would blend in with the counter... Ah, but there are so many different colors of the surfaces they cover with blue sticky goo that color just doesn't matter.

Part of me thinks this is my children's way of forcing me to buy the Touch and Brush that they hype up in commercials. But I am certain if I bought it, well it would be just one more surface for me to de-blueify.

My bathroom may lose the Blue War nightly. But My Clorox bleach spray and I, well we win it.... someday the war will end. And I certain that when it does I will be victorious with or without the Touch and Brush....