Eviction Notice.

(5 lb representation)

Dear Fat,

I am writing this letter to inform you that you are no longer welcome here in and on my body. Your soft and fluffy nature is no longer comforting. Instead, your presence is more of an annoyance. I cannot fit into most of my jeans without discomfort. I am unable to wear those cute clothes that I bought before I became pregnant.

You made me think that you cared about me. First it was just one extra pound of you. And then you invited a friend. They in turn asked their entire family to come. And what's more, they have no intentions of leaving, ever. You crowd around my legs and midsection and mock me every single day as I try to figure out what to wear.

It does not soothe me to know that you have made me into one giant pillow for my children to lay on, moosh, or play with as a toy. It is not amusing. My patience has gone. I tried to be nice. I thought if I cut down on eating so many cookies, you would get the hint and just leave.

It is obvious that you, your friends and their family have decided to stay for the long haul. Well I want you to know that I am not OK with that. You see, it's going to cost me a lot of money to replace my entire wardrobe. And frankly, I'm just not in the mood.

I have nice clothes. And I have made a decision. I will be wearing them again. I just wanted you to know, it's time. I also want you to know what's coming. You see, I feel stronger now. I know I can take you on. You don't scare me anymore. Nor does a little hard work. I am going to defeat you. When I say these things to you, I want you to know that I am very serious.

Cardio. Exercise. Jillian Michael's. 30 Day Shred. Be very afraid. I know cardio is your ultimate enemy. I don't feel sorry for you. You have overstayed your welcome.

Please take this letter as formal notification of your eviction. You must vacate the body within 30 days. There will be no negotiations. I'm done with you. Please say your goodbyes. Pack your things. It's time you go.

My new best friend, and the bachelorette.

OK, so take a look at this woman. How amazing does she look?


Yeah. Well, if you don't know who this is, her name is Jillian Michaels. And she is one of the coaches on tv's hit show, The Biggest Loser. It's a pretty cool show. I've seen it. But not religiously since we are out of the country. But I have watched it in the past. This chic is one hard core coach. She has a DVD out called the 30 Day Shred. I just started it.

All I want to say is, OMG will someone please help to get me up off of the floor! She ain't lying. If you can keep your butt in gear and do this amazing yet short workout, you WILL see results! I am so sore. But I am doing it. Loving her. I highly recommend this DVD if you are thinking about working out, or are too lazy to get to the gym. (that was my excuse)

Jillian is cool. Not to be confused with another Jillian from the tv show The Bachelorette. Yes, I'm watching this one. Look at how cute she is. And petite! You could put her in your pocket! I don't know how I got sucked in, or why, as I haven't watched the bachelor version of the show in a while. But there is something likable about her, and I just want to see her end up with one of the good guys from the show.

My favorites so far are Kiptyn, Jake, and Edward. I think the foot fetish guy is a bit weird for my taste (I think it's Tanner). Also the guitar guy Wes, I think that they should both leave next. I'm not into either one of them. Though I'm glad to see Dave leave last night. He deserved it. What was his deal?

After this weekend, I will never do____ again.

Last night we were invited over to a co-worker of my husband's home for dinner. That all sounds innocent enough. Well, it was. The couple was absolutely lovely, their kids were respectful and polite. One of them, even knew very good English. So we had nice conversation, good food, err.. sort of. Our wonderful hostess made Paella. For those of you who do not know what this dish is, here is a picture.


It mainly consists of seafood ingredients. Clams, mussels, shrimp, sausage, and rice. It can vary a little, but those are almost always present. Sometimes more seafood can be thrown in as well. I used to like Paella. But after this weekend, I swear I will never EVER eat mussels, or clams again.

Here is how I spent a large portion of my night last night.

Today, I am feeling better. And this actually happened to me 8 months ago. Shortly after eating mussels. But never again. I can not, will not even take a remote chance, ever again.

I weighed myself yesterday, because I am starting Jillian Michael's 30 day shred. Well, from yesterday to today, I lost 3 lbs from this episode. And I have some broken blood vessels around my eyes. So yeah, it was a really rough ending to my night. I am forever scarred. I will never look at shell fish the same way again. Period.