Monday, September 27, 2010

The Incredible Tattooed Lady...

Its a sickness. Its like pringles. Once you pop, you cant stop. At least, I cant. I got my first tattoo, my dreaded tramp stamp, on my 18th birthday. My best friend at the time and I, had the same birthday. We decided to get the same tattoo. We walked into a shop, we decided on our name with two roses at either end. I got mine. She didnt get hers. Not that that is why I hate it. Its just not something I thought about thoroughly. I waited 8 whole years before I got another one. (Although, I did fill that gap with 4 piercings...) I have the quote "Live Fast, Love Hard, Die Young" on my foot. Its the same quote that is one my dads arm. My mom hates that it says Die Young on my foot. Sorry Ma :)

The one on my foot is gorgeous, I absolutely love the script. I planned to get another tattoo while in Vegas last weekend...however i spent more money then I intended, so I had to scrap that idea.

I emailed a girl who comes highly recommended on Yelp. Im going in on Friday night to a tattoo right under my left breast. It will say "Per l'amaro e il dolce" which means "for the bitter and the sweet" in italian. Im also speaking to her about getting a piece for my mom on the rib cage-and anchor(mom) and a swallow(me) I dont want to get that one until I hit 199 pounds though. A reward for hitting onederland. I swore I wouldnt get another body tattoo(feet dont count!) until I hit my goal weight...by why put life on hold?

Pictures to follow lovies :)

Xo,
M

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Carbs and The Government

I am employed by my parents. This morning, after getting my grandmother(who I take care of full time) breakfast,changed and whatnot, I decided to make breakfast. My dad is off today, so I ask him if he's hungry. He says no. I rummage through the fridge and find they have all the makings for BLTs. Mmmm. I ask dad one more time if he wants breakfast. He says no, again.

"Okay. But Im making myself a BLT"

"I could be hungry for BLTs..."

So, I throw bacon in a pan, cut up the veggies and what not; I walk to the pantry to grab the bread. Two different kinds, each with two pieces left(besides the ends which I always throw away. Not sure why...)Oat and Honey(ew) and Double Fiber(ew) I make my choice based on carbs. Double Fiber for me.

Before I contunue, I should say that I hate bread. Honestly. The only bread I choose to eat is sourdough or french...basically the same thing. Even when I was a kid, I didnt like sandwiches...unless it was BLTs or grilled cheese. And when having said sandwiches, it needed to be white bread. With the crusts cut off. That was basically the only thing I was finicky about, food wise.

So, I build the sandwiches. As soon as I take the toast out of the toaster, I realize two things. While in for the exact same amount of time, my dads is a delightful shade of golden brown. Mine is the color of milk chocolate. *Sigh*

Wrap em up in paper towels. I bite into mine. Crunchy. Too crunchy. its tearing up the roof of my mouth. And it kind of taste like dirt.

So, I ask you, my fellow weight warriors:

In this day in age, where we can clone animals and grow ears on rats. Where google can retrieve search results in less then a seconds and I can share my back to school pictures of Kylie with the 375 people on my facebook at once...why the hell does food still make us fat? Why do "healthy" alternatives to bread, chips, ice cream and such, taste like absolute shit. Why isnt there something I can fry my chicken in, that wont raise my cholesterol? I hate to get all conspiracy theory, but is the government trying to keep us obese? Some sort of "survival of the fittest"? I just cant believe there isnt a way to reduce the bad without compromising taste.

Why doesnt my insurance pay for a gym membership? Wouldnt you rather just shell our 200 bucks a year instead of having me come to the doctor every few weeks with another ailment. Because we all know that whatever is wrong with me is going to be attributed to the fact that I am overweight.

Dear Government,

Youre fucking up. But thats nothing new.

Xo,
Mary

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Lo Siento

Seriously, for someone who dreams of being a writer, I sure am bad at it. Or at least with keeping up with it.

Uh, so weight wise, still hovering around the 218-221 range. Im going to start walking again and hope that the weight starts to come off again. We'll see I suppose.

I actually also started looking into lower body lifts. Its basically a tummy tuck, except for more extreme cases of flab. Id love to figure out how much of this hanging ab thing Ive got going on is just loose skin. Of course, this requires thousands of dollars. Thousands of dollars that I dont own. However, if anyone that follows this is either
a. wealthy and looking to give money away

or

b. a cosmetic surgeon

by all means, email me! Lol. Actually, if your giving money away, Id rather have a house. Or a college fund for the little monster :)

I had a birthday! I am now 27. Late twenties. That sounds less sexy then mid twenties. Early thirties just sounds scary. Although I still have some time before then.

Kylie went back to school. Shes a first grader now. Ridiculous! She really likes school, and thankfully her bff from last year is in her class.

So enough about my responsible mom side, right? :)

My irresponsible side is so much more fun!

Going to Vegas in 10 days. Was REALLY hoping I was gonna hit onederland, but I am 40 pounds lighter then the last time I was there. Im planning on marrying my best friend when I am there.

That calls for futher explanation I guess. Lol. So, my best male friend is already married. He, his wife, our friend Ryan and I have a running joke that Ryan is my California husband and Bub(my BFF) will be my Vegas husband, with the reverse being true for Bubs wife. We were all hanging out last night and decided to all go and get married while in Vegas. Of course, we realize it wont be legal. But thats the kind of stuff me and my friends do I guess. After re-reading this...Im sure some of you are thinking I am insane. And maybe I am. But, I am looking forward to the shots and strippers reception.

Now normally, Id be all boy crazy and pack my most modestly slutty things I own for a trip to Sin City. But, strangely, I dont want to do. A boy ruined me. AND we're not even dating. But I want to date him. And therefore I feel like I shouldnt be running all wild? Oh my...Im growing up.

Said boy, is most definitely a trip. We have a great time together, but we are ALWAYS hanging out with other people. His cousin is my best female friends husband. So we are quite entangled...I mean, his family already considers me family. I have dinner with his mom and aunt on a regular basis. Ive had his best friends tell me that he is shy and moves slow when it comes to girls, so to not give up on him. Ive also been told that he has NEVER had a girlfriend. I intend to break that streak. Hes very goofy and cocky and sarcastic when we are around other people, but he's also super romantic and affectionate and adorable. You ever had a guy kiss you and you think to yourself "This is movie moment worthy" Yeah, he kisses like that. I just let out an extremely girly sigh and am totally batting my eyes.

Okay, so, who wants to give me advice on how to reel this guy in?

Love love love all of you :)

Xo,
M