Words... what do they all mean?

Weight: -7 lbs. (-1 since last week)
upper arm: -.75 in. (+.25)
chest: -1 in. (+.25)
waist: -1.25 (no change)
hip: -1.75 (-1)
thigh: -1 (+1.5)

Belated report because I spent this weekend out on the boat helping Mom and Rich prepare for the 4th of July. Not great results since last week but overall I'm pleased; I think that's good work for the first month. At this rate I should be down to my target weight in three more months. Alas, _after_ swimsuit season. That's a bit slower than I had originally hoped for, but it's probably healthier, and still fits into my overall plan for the remainder of this year. We're looking to move in August/September, so that'll be a nice fresh start. New house, new body, less clutter, better eating and exercise habits. Yeah, that sounds nice.

Not a full diet report; I'll wait 'til the end of the week for that, but I just had to share that when I stepped on my scale this morning I have finally dropped below 150!!! May I never see that side of it again (unless I'm pregnant).

weight: -2 pounds
upper arm: -0.75 inches
chest: -0.25 inches
waist: -0.25 inches
hip: -0.12 inches
thigh: -1.5 inches

That's with two days of "oops" while visiting Mom, so it could have been even better. Still, wow!

So the first day went well, except for my attempt at exercising with Morgan in the room. She wanted to join in, which was fine and even kind of cute, until she got mad at me for monopolizing our one and only Swiss ball. Sorry, Monkey, priorities.

The "spicy pork and vegetables" for dinner was good, and I actually ate the bell peppers and onions and everything. I should have taken a picture because no one in my family will ever believe I ate bell peppers. Brown rice instead of white is going to take some getting used to, though. I love inappropriate starches way too much.

Also, bananas do not go in the microwave. Yick. Dessert was half a banana (lengthwise) with peanut butter, and vanilla yogurt with cinnamon, but heating it made the banana mushy and the p.b. weird. At least for me. Alan seems to think it was fine.

I even managed to drink ten glasses of water. Man, I have not made such frequent bathroom trips since I was pregnant ;). I understand that will lessen as my body gets used to me drinking more.

Only one splurge, 'cause as I was sitting here writing this I got hungry so I indulged in a whole _ten_ mini-pretzels. *gasp* But I did housework at my grandfather's for an hour and a half this afternoon (scrubbing bathrooms) so I think I'm still on the right side, calorie-wise.

*blows off the dust and cobwebs*

So, well, that was a hiatus. Unintentional, and of course the longer it went on the more material I would have to cover in a catch-up post so I avoided writing one and more and more time went by.

What started the whole thing was that the day after my birthday (and my last post), my grandmother died. It was... sudden, but not unexpected, if that makes any sense. She was diagnosed with an apparently nasty type of brain cancer back in September, and for several months not too much changed. Then it just came on hard and fast in the last month and threw the whole family for a few loops. I think we're all still just trying to adjust.

I've been in a bit of a funk ever since, probably mostly unrelated, or maybe this is how I deal with grief and I just never knew it. I've been staying up late (3am) and sleeping in late (noon), not leaving the house very much except to buy groceries and occasionally pick Morgan up from school. Alan has been great at picking up the slack, and part of me wonders if knowing that he will do so has allowed me to go on this long. The end of the semester has slipped past, so now I'm pretty sure my GPA is irreparable. No idea how I'm going to tell Dad. I think Mom has figured it out (she usually does). My cousin (who is three years younger) just got her BA in Fashion Design - today was her graduation party. While I was there I was very proud and excited but now that I'm home it's kind of depressing.

I just lost my train of thought.

I've been reading a lot, watching a lot of hulu and netflix. I honestly can't account for most of the time I spend; I manage to fill days and weeks with absolutely nothing. How is that possible? I feel like I'm in some kind of vegetative state or something.

Morgan has her first loose tooth. Looks like it'll come out in the next day or two.

Also recently we had our first serious parental discipline: Morgan screamed at her preschool teacher so when she got home we put her on time out, and she flipped (despite earlier telling us that if she were still at school that's what would have happened). We'd never really had to do something like that before, so I think she was thinking that home was like a safe zone or something. Part of me hates to take that feeling away, but the rest of me knows that she needs to learn even at home there are consequences.

I began an attempt at spring cleaning. It lasted about as long as that sentence.

Tomorrow I'm going to start a diet/lifestyle change. I went grocery shopping for it tonight and blew right past my budget. It's so unfair that healthy food is so damn expensive. Anorexia looks more and more like a viable alternative.

Kidding, really.

The kicker about going onto a diet is going to be resetting my internal clock. I'm going to have to actually WAKE UP (God forbid) and eat breakfast, though the meal plan seems to have been written for people like me, and nearly all the breakfasts are little-to-no-preparation things like meal replacement bars or shakes or cups of fruit or yogurt, etc. And I'll have to not stay up so late that I need a midnight snack - which my body thinks of as dinner, because the meal five hours earlier was of course "lunch." _How_ did I get onto such a weird schedule?!

Um, so, I'm back now. Thank you to those who missed me. I'll try not to disappear again.