I suck at “before” photos. Sure, I’ve got lots of unflattering pics banished to the trash folder, but none of them capture how I really feel about my size, which is near the heaviest…ahem…curviest I’ve ever been in my life.
It’s just that, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with this size.
She was meant to stay for only two weeks, but after falling down our stairs and fracturing her leg in three places requiring surgery and a week-long hospitalization, we let my mother-in-law stick around for just over two months.
I started my morning yesterday with coffee and chit-chat with my coworker’s daughter, who is heading to Air Force basic training in a few weeks. We did the math: she was THREE WEEKS OLD when I arrived at Lackland AFB back in January 2000. I must seem ancient to her, but I like to think my advice is timeless. What an exciting time for this young lady!
I told her to be wise in choosing a battle buddy, and later, good mentors. Seek out those who are level-headed, optimistic, and genuine.
It’s pretty crazy to think that the people I went thru basic training with … if they are still in the service, they are probably thinking of retiring in the very near future. Isn’t that crazy?
Today’s Throwback Thursday photogoes back to when I was sporting an impressive homemade mullet. 1987ish, maybe? I still have my front baby teeth, so may have even been 1986 around the time my youngest sister was born. I have no memory of this photo, although I am certain I was ordered not to smile for the corner pose, resulting in that “mouth full of water/I’m about to spit” expression.
Also? Hello to my two sons. You both are definitely mine.
I’ve dropped 15 pounds in four weeks. Nothing and everything changed when I shed a lousy work environment, and landed in a new positive space. It’s funny: I *knew* that the stress was affecting me, but I could not appreciate the physical toll until the weight started to melt away, the headaches stopped, I felt rested in the mornings, etc.
During my check-in with our au pair today, she admitted that dinner time (which I missed due to traffic this evening) was exhausting.
“J didn’t want to eat what I made for him. He started listing the foods he WANTED to eat, but I told him none of those were options. Then C tried to negotiate with him, but he wasn’t having it. So then L tried to negotiate with him, too, but I was like, “You guys! You can’t negotiate with him!!! He eats what he gets!”
So I was like, “Amanda, aren’t you majoring in political science when you go to university? I promise, this year with my kids is going to prep you in SO MANY WAYS. Once you figure out how to wrangle them in, trust me, international politics is going to be a BREEZE.”
As if yesterday couldn’t be even more exciting, here’s the newest member of our household! This is Amanda. Her mom and I served together in the Air Force. Recently graduated, she’s spending her gap year with us before heading to university. Officially, she’s our au pair, but I warned her that she actually just joined the circus.
We’re excited to have her here, and look forward to a great year!