Happy Fat

I have a fear, a very big thing that I REFUSE to let happen.

The Happy fat coming back.

Happy Fat Right before I started Losing weight.

 We were on vacation in Seattle, WA and I started changing my life when we got back. So glad that I did. YUCK. Late April 2010

Happy fat is what you get when you get into a new relationship and you are so freaking happy all you do is go out to dinner and eat ice cream off each others body's. Okay, to each their own but you get the idea. When you get into a relationship with someone you go out, you go to the movies and "split" a popcorn and jumbo coke (because he loves coke even thought you know you should be drinking diet  you end up drinking more regular coke than him because it just tastes so much better than you remember and the idea of getting two separate drinks just isn't as cute or economical as getting one and sharing the straw) Not to mention the 12 splashes of EXTRA butter for the  popcorn you both agree on because hey, it's date night and those calories don't count. UMM HMM. Big Mistake.

I experienced this Happy Fat during the first 3 years the Hubs and I were dating. Outback servers knew my name, the movies had my buttered popcorn ready and his gummies waiting, and if Cold Stone Creamery had a frequent flyer card I'd be on my 100th free scoop.

Damn you happiness.

I gained 40lbs in 3 years.

(Thats like a 2 year old!)

BAM. Go to Fat Jail.

Do NOT pass go Do NOT collect $200.00

Anyways, After a year now of working out for the wedding 51 lbs are GONE and I still have work to do but I am happy. I'm smaller than I was when I met the Hubs and I no longer get 12 splashes of butter on the popcorn and we do Coke Zero now. We only visit Cold Stone once ever couple of months and I haven't been to Outback in awhile. We don't order pizza ever week and I cook A LOT of fish (which is mmmAMAZING) Life is healthier now, We go to the gym together and try and be as active as possible.

But, I'm still worried.

Every single person I know that gets married gains weight. It's the Married Fat. I REFUSE to be apart of that terrible cycle ever again. I will break the mold and focus on losing even more; however, I feel myself being more relaxed. Yes, I did successfully resist the Krispy Kream Donuts and Boiled Peanuts at work yesterday but my freezer is full of Mini Cheesecake Bites that were leftovers from the wedding. I can not resist them I've been eating way to many this week. Probably 25 seriously. RIDICULOUS.

I'm getting rid of them Tomorrow at the in laws Fathers Day thing. I have to make this stop. I will NOT get Married Fat due to these amazingly delicious morsels.

Damn you Cheesecake Bites.

I'm going to the gym now try #3 since the Moon full of Honey.

(which we ate like CRAP during and drank way to many calories)

I didn't work out for almost 2 weeks due to the wedding and honeymoon and I can tell...I've been sucking lately and my muscles are sore and I can barley run 2 miles straight when I was knocking out 4 straight before the off time. I've just got to stay focused and build back up but MAN that is annoying.

I'm also going to go back to spin class next Thursday.

Pray for my ass people.

 Pray.

Bahamas 2011

Wedding Day.

So, We went to the chapel and got married. These are the events/stories before the big "I Do's"

Getting married is honestly something I never thought I would do.

I'm a product of divorce and never really saw a good example of lasting love, ya know the kind where you work things out and don't hurt each other everyday with cruel words and general animosity. I remember telling my mom to get a divorce when I was 8 years old; however, they didn't then dad put new carpet in the house and we went back home. For years I thought we just moved out for the carpet to get replaced... oh what a confused child I once was. The realization that life isn't perfect and sometimes people end up hating each other hit me when I was in high school after I broke up with my first "real" boyfriend and my parents really did get a divorce. I decided that relationships weren't worth the work and the pain that come with them. Then college happened and supplied an endless amount of guys that proved me right every time about my theory of only short term happiness really exists. My motto was "date like a guy" and hey, it really worked for a few years. I had a ton of fun and didn't worry about getting serious because I didn't WANT to. It and they were just not worth it. So, one day after watching Elizabethtown I decided I should be a single, witty, and attractive flight attendant who would have exciting love affairs. Well, I guess I'll just let Kristen handle that job.

Then I met a guy. A really really different guy. A guy I didn't think existed.

I don't know if this is how everyone feels when they are in love but it just doesn't get better than *him* he is the nicest, kindest, most talented person I've ever met and I have no idea how I got this lucky. I really believe that God brought us together because we are exactly what each other needed. Things I lack (patience, ambition, courage, kindness, sensitivity) he possess and the things he lacks I feel the voids for. I won't speak for him but HE MAKES ME A BETTER PERSON.

I fell in love with him and it scared me to death. 3 years later he asked me to marry him (still scared). 1.5 years later (June 4th 2011) we got married. And 10 days later I'm sure it was the best choice I've ever made.

That's just a little overview of our story and really I would crash blogger if I tried to go into details. I just felt the need to give you a glimpse into our love affair and honestly, I just don't know if this happens to everyone. I never thought it would happen to me, or even that this existed in the first place. I'd also like to urge everyone who reads this to never settle for an okay relationship just to not be "alone" I see so many of my friends do this and it's terrible.

Wait for it.

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The morning of the wedding started out with bubbles, besties, mommas, and booze.

I urge every Bride to take a bubble bath in a very big tub the morning of your wedding.

(We got married at 7pm so you might have to wake up extra early if it's a day one!)

Yes, I'm a ham.

I will pose for anything

I swear I wasn't doing anything naughty even though thats what it kinda looks like... eeek!

Then it was time to get pretty and drink pink champaine!

My dream team.

My best friends are amazing.

The following pictures were stolen from Nicole one of my AMAZING bridesmaids. (who also blogs! Check her smartness out HERE)

Putting the dress on!

Almost ready...

Finish product!

 *just one of the sneak peeks from the photographer*

Now, time to get sassy and take some pre wedding pictures!

(Note: the hubs was NOT allowed to see me pre game so these are all missing him)

some of my fabulous ladies

 (featuring Marley who made my dreams come true by being preggo for the wedding! I just LOVE preggo brdiesmaids they are just so BEAUTIFUL!)

Helping Vetter realize he has 3 buttons to button.

AND now time for a little recpetion time!!!

(still stolen shots from tater baby)

The entrance!

First dance

My penguin.

In the words of Porky Pig, "That's All Folks"

For tonight!

I'm Back!

I know you all have been feeling a void in your life. Missing me is a terrible thing and I'm here to put an end to all of your misery!

I haven't been doing much really- ya know just getting married, going to the Bahamas, getting stuck in the Bahamas, and trying to get back into everyday life as a new WIFE!

Man, I feel like I just aged 10 years and I'm now and old married woman. wahhhhh.

The word "Wife" is just so serious and I'm just not that serious - seriously.

But that's my new title... I have to figure out some way to make it cool... tips are welcome all you married women out there!

I have about 200 blogs to write from the last 2 weeks so I will be posting in batches.. maybe even 2-4 times a day! (umm I'm gona try real hard)

Here goes the first one... lets just go in order:

The week of our wedding was crazy and I mean crayyyy crayyyyzyyy. So crayzie you spell crazy wrong. I'm sure it is like this for every person that gets married (It's kinda a huge freaking deal/pain/cluster fuck/emotional wreck) The Hubs and I only thought about breaking it off once jk and I realized how insane having familiess all together in one place is. That could be a whole story in itself but we are going to keep this post happy. (and quick I've got to go back to work)

Rehearsal Dinner night! It went pretty great... after the events were over I headed to the hotel with my besties Kerri & Haley and we decided to go out and get a drink or 5.

Andddd my other most favorite person on the whole planet came out:

My Mom!

 (Aren't we twins! No, really this is my mother I swear even though we look nothing alike)

Whose mom comes out and does tequila shots with their daughter the night before her wedding. MY MOM. I love you Sharon.

I'm going to throw the rest of the pictures out there from this night now (I'm late for work):

I love this face

Working the glow stick

Group Shot!

I'll explain more next time!