The wedding this past weekend was wonderful. My brother in law and my sister in law (I know not technically but whatever) are now in Hawaii. I’m so jealous. The pictures they are posting on facebook make me want to DIE!! The wedding was fantastic. The bride looked AMAZING!! The food was outstanding. And everything went perfect. Well…almost perfect.
The flowers for the groomsmen were forgotten back the house, but I went back to get them. I don’t think I have ever seen my BIL so upset before. I didn’t even think. I just grabbed the keys from his hand and jumped back in limo. I wasn’t in the wedding, so I didn’t have to be there early. And the wedding went on when I got back. No big deal. My BIL is like a brother to me and it was the least I could do. I’ve watched him grow up, I’ve known him since he was 12 years old and I was happy to do it.
We ate, we drank, we danced. We had a great time.
Then I saw this picture.
I said to my husband “Why did you let me get so fat?” And he said, “You’re beautiful”. Which is really sweet of him to say and I don’t think I look too horrible, but I was really shocked at how big I look. And I’m not happy about it at all. And even though I have said this a million times over the past few months, I am kicking myself in the ass and getting back on track. THIS picture has got to be in my mind on the mornings I don’t want to get up and hit the treadmill. Or the nights I want to eat that pizza or ice cream.
I actually haven’t worked out since Friday. I didn’t get a chance to use the fitness center at the hotel we stayed at for the wedding because we were just so busy. And I’ve been pretty doped up on Benadryl these past few mornings due to my Angioedema flaring up, but tomorrow morning I plan to get in a good workout. I need to. It’s been too long.
Here’s to losing the weight!!