confidence is a stain they can't wipe off.

So much is happening this week, I can't even begin to detail it all.

First of all, Constance birthday party is this weekend and I cannot wait. It's yet another Austin trip. I'm looking forward to it. I'll probably blog about that.

Second of all, I got my hair cut and I am not happy about it. I only wanted it trimmed -- because the bottom was getting too heavy for my roots and so the top would get flat. The lady cut it too short though and now I hate the way it looks curly. I wanted to keep my beautiful mermaid hair and now it's very 'Izzies Got the Frizzies'... and it's NOT because of the humidity.

Third of all, I weighed myself yesterday and I'm down 6lbs since last month, about this time. I have 65 more pounds until I'm at my personal goal. I'm working hard on it.

We've been doing weights -- abs, arms, SIDES(!) and legs so I'll have the bomb-est legs in town. That's what I want -- they are already long and potentially sexy. Just gotta work that out a little -- AND I am.

Also, we've been working on our cardio. I love it because we always say we're going to go 'light' -- and then we go HARD. On Monday, I burned 642 calories on the treadmill and yesterday, I burned 822. We'll probably do some more cardio when we go later.


I had to delete some girl off my facebook because we had ONE mutual friend in common too many (my exhusband) and she tagged him in something. In my mind, she was flirting but I actually have no idea what was going on, nor did I care. He can do whatever he wants, it just doesn't need to happen in front of me. I don't flaunt my stuff in front of him.

I'm starting to feel optimistic again. I looked at myself in the mirror today and thought, "Wow, I am pretty...". That felt nice, since it's been a minute since that happened. Especially since it used to happen more than it probably should have. Lol, maybe I needed to be taken down a notch.
It's REALISM, not narcissism. :)

This is my Song of the Month:

I love the lyrics -- all of them.
"it hurts but I'll never show, this pain, you'll never know -- if only you could see just how lonely and how cold and frostbit I've become, my back's against the wall, when push comes to shove, I just stand up and scream, 'f*ck 'em all!'"...