I'm officially a week and a half in from the wedding, and I'm already becoming a fat married lady. It's been a whole lot of "you're gorgeous, bridey pants!" and then, lots of "nom nom nom I can eat whatever I want!" It started with wedding cake and was followed by even MORE wedding cake, other types of cake, some candy, taco bell, and god knows what else.
I know I'm very close behind the taco bell incident last night and the cracker barrel Sunrise Sampler issue yesterday morning, but I weighed in at a frighting 182 this morning. Now, I've not quite had 5 hours of sleep, but at this rate, my new wedding band will be permanently fused to my finger in a bad way.
On the docket for today:
2. Grocery store for operation healthy food restocking
3. Clean the house & do some photo editing
4. Try to get a sense of "yes I can lose this 20 pounds"
I hate this.