How about that!

Turns out, eating healthy works for your waistline! Who'da thunk?? I've always been an emotional eater. Well, it started in my teens. And let me tell you this: it turned into binge eating before too long. I've never been treated for that (neither have I been officially diagnosed), but treating my depression has helped tremendously. It's still hard not to fall into bad habits again, though: eating 4-5 chocolate bars in a row, a super-sized MigMac combo + an extra Big Mac... And then hide it from everybody. I started getting better once I admitted all this to DH. Turns out, it wasn't such a secret. I'm bad at hiding things, it seems, at least from him. He knew. But he also knew I needed to somehow have control over something. I've been so fragile, he didn't know quite what to do. He's been very supportive. Anywayyyyyy...


For 2009, I decided to declutter, both my house and my body. No diets. I just try to control my impulses better. I eat more fruits, more veggies (although that part's still very hard for me) and most importantly I think, I plan. Knowing what you'll eat and what you need to prepare helps you NOT to grab the easiest thing around. Within 2 weeks, I was able to tighten my belt by one hole. And today, I tried my smaller pair of jeans (I only have two that fit, a size 18 and a size 16, but that one was really tight) and I was able to tie the button and zipper without sucking in my gut! Sure, there's still a big bulge over the waist, but that's not the point. I'm working at being better to myself and it's working!


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A shout out to one awesome pal, Barb! You are awesome, thanks for working on that pic for me. It means a lot to me that you'd take the time to do something you don't have to do, just for me! Thanks!


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And there's a sort of tag going around, where you go on you computer where you store your pics and chose the 6th picture in the 6th folder. Here it it, untweaked, uncropped, as-is. DH helping Kira to jump in the pool this past summer. You can see my dear niece Evangeline in this pic, although her back is turned. So there, you have it!

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And finally, here is a layout about my son's love for his Transformers and how hard I worked to get him all of these! :)

Here's the journaling: It all started when I took you and Kira to get a Happy Meal. Transformer Ratchet made its way into your life. These robots fascinated you and you kept talking about “Transformists.” Grand-maman Nicole then surprised you with Star Scream. Not long after that, I found Lugnut forgotten in a shopping cart in a mall parking lot. When I went back to the restaurant to get more, McDonald’s had moved on to other toys. That’s when my search for the missing Transformers began. I’d stop at every Golden Arches I saw and asked if they had any left. I was lucky enough to find Optimus Prime that way. Then nothing. Zero. Zilch. I asked people on message boards to keep their eyes open. I looked on Ebay (ok, Ebay had some but it would have been ridiculously expensive!) Then a scrap pal, Brigitte, was kind enough to give me her son’s Bumblebee. You were so happy! Finally, the elusive Megatron found its way to you through Xavier, who found it at the bazar for a quarter. And you have been tied to them ever since! July 2008