I completely understand that the following will make me appear slightly nuts and Iím okay with that:
I lost two pounds and it makes me happy. Not like deliriously happy, but quietly pleased with myself. Now, I havenít been trying
to lose weight, so donít freak out. Iíve just been trying to eat a little better.
You know, trading my magically delicious and fatty yogurt for the less delicious but still okay yogurtóthings like that.
Nate lost weight, too. Nine pounds!
What makes me less happy: Nate now weighs a mere 4 pounds more than me. WTF! I told him heís no longer allowed to lose weight until I tell him itís okay. I cannot weigh more than my husband. CANNOT.