My bad

I have worked late this past Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I'm not going to backdate a weeks worth of blog entries, as I haven't blogged since last Sunday, so I'm just going to pretend like it never happened! Life got crazy, sorry.

The biggest highlight of last week was that I finally got my female interpretation of Donatello's David tattoo. I'm not making any big post to my social media yet, not until it's healed. But just know that it's awesome, I'm in love with it, and it's incredibly sexy. Expect something within the next few weeks.

In the meantime watch this and get behind the #thisbody movement.

Mopey

I've been very mopey lately. Mopey as in sad and needy. I'm not sure why. I got this way for about a month before I started my period last cycle. I went 3 months between periods, birth control screwed up my system... so my body did everything it was supposed to do, up until it was time to ovulate. I needed to take pills in-order to jump start my system. Anyway, needless to say, I was PMSing for at least a month. It drove Peter insane, and it really got to me too. I have a feeling I'm experiencing the same thing this time around. It's very frustrating not ovulating, especially when you're trying to get pregnant. 

[Real-talk: Peter just read my post and made me a balloon animal rhino to make me feel better.]

I'm going to talk to my doctors tomorrow about getting on some medication to help get regular. I've heard that there is such thing as reverse birth control, so it's really easy to know when you're ovulating and when you need to try. And when you've been actively trying with your husband for 8 months with no success, you start to lose hope. I'm willing to try anything at this point. 

I really think my messed up hormones make me like this. I'm sad, but I can't crawl out of this hole. I cannot rely 100% on people pulling me out either, so something needs to change. I don't like being sad. 

In other news, I'm about 100 pages into my book! I'm liking it, and will definitely post a review when I'm finished. 

#feelgood: This is important

Ashley has since cut her hair off, and she's cute as fuck. Watch this, and never, ever, let anyone force you into feeling, acting, or dressing like something you aren't. 

#vsthursday: Quality vs. Quantity

This was easy for me. Quality, for these reasons.

1. 100 cheap Walmart candies or 1 really awesome Godiva candy?
2. 5 failed marriages or 1 love-of-your-life marriage?
3. Yes, quality things are more expensive, but you'll only have to buy them once or twice. You'll get more use out of things. 
4. Too much generic brand toilet paper or 3 squares of premium toilet paper? (If that doesn't sell you, I don't know what will...)

If you chose quality: you're dilettante with perfectionist inclinations.

If you chose quantity: you're pragmatic with an inferiority complex. 

I'm starting a new books today. It'll be my first adult novel since I listened to "Orange is the New Black" by Piper Kerman back in December of 2014. It has been all YA and Kids lit since then. I'm excited, this book was recommended to me by the Book Whisperer, so I know it'll be good! Have you read, "Room" by Emma Donoghue? What did you think?

A little reminder...

A little reminder of why I weigh-in on Tuesdays.

#reactionwednesday: Spanx pt. 2

This past Sunday, Peter and I went to my Uncle's house for brats. It was a full house with long-lost cousins, baby cousins, my brother, his wife, my nephew, my parents, and Omi.

I say long-lost cousins because I haven't seen them in about 9 years. And now that we're all adults with families of our own, we've decided to come back together. Forgive and forget, family is forever.

Anyway, I decided to do my spanx experiment with a group of people I haven't seen in a very long time. Results were interesting.

1. I got full really quickly, and continued to have a stomach ache until I took the spanx off. I had the same problem on my wedding night. Damn corset...
2. Both my uncle and Justine (his woman) said I looked taller. Justine also asked if I lost weight.

Attached is the sweater I wore. A very cool sweater, by the way. Only $3! Too bad there is a hole in the armpit after 1 washing... Anyway, do you think I look taller? I thought that was an odd comment... do spanx, in addition to smoothing things out, elongate you as well?! It's a mystery...

I also forgot, I was supposed to do measurements yesterday... and I subsequently forgot to do them this morning. I will attempt to do them tomorrow morning!

Weigh-in

156.6 lbs.

(+.6 from last week)