I've reached a point where my strict eating habits have gone down the crapper and my early morning workouts aren't happening, though I still make it to the gym. However, I take heart when I look at this family pic from Christmas. I'm packing more blubber in my cheeks (both sets) in this pic than I ever have (aside from being pregnant, of course). Just knowing that my face isn't this fat anymore helps motivate me to get back on my intense schedule...but I've got to finish this ice cream sandwich I'm holding in my left hand, first. There's just something about summer time that invites ice cream sandwiches, cookies, BBQ's, strawberry short cake, lemonade, chips n' salsa...junk food galore.
I've just got to lay off all this summer time revelry or else I'll look like chubby bunny when Christmas rolls around again...NOOOOOOOO!
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have i ever seen you in this color green?!?! it's purrrrrfection with your darker hair.
i say once a week sweets is okay by me. :) says the girl who ate an entire box of oreos by herself...
Ummmm, I'm wondering why I didn't get a copy of that picture? What a cute, cute family!!!!!!!
awww! what a beautiful picture! i never saw this! you stingy stinka! you look so gorgeous!! and little caleb. oh...the cuteness. yes yes, your face has gotten a lot skinnier! it's alright babe. i've been dipping into the "no sugar added" ice cream, which i know is not the same as "sugar free" icecream, but...alas. it's triple digits, okay! xoxoxoxoxox
What a cute pic of you guys! I hear you on kicking your own butt! I can get myself in to trouble with sweets big time!
Kate! My first thought was what a perfect family pic! You look gorgeous darlin'. Oh the days of the gym. I love working out. Haven't been to a gym in years. Pilates and the big ball with free weights are great home alternatives. I need to eat everything on your summer list there. Oh, by the way I need to email you the recipe for this kick-booty chicken I made. A lady made it for me when Jackson was born, then botched the recipe when I asked her for it. I probably tried to make it 20 different ways before I figured out a recipe that puts hers to shame.
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