The Unexpected: No more Cheesecake

Saturday, November 29, 2008

No more Cheesecake

As we all know I have been doing great with dieting and exercise. I have been working out 4-5 times a week, walking daily, and eating right. Until the holiday of course.. I swear since Thursday I have had at least six slices of cheesecake, oops. Thats not including the banana creme pie, the apple pie, the mashed potato's, the everything, LOL! This is so hard there is still half a cheesecake in the fridge.. I want it so bad.. Instead I marched my way over, grabbed a bottle of water and a granola bar, chugged the water-all of it and ate my granola bar. I am full. I still can devour that cheesecake if I let myself though ;]

No more cheesecake. I just posted yesterday that I am in a size 11. I will get to a size 9, I am not going the other way. I am not fighting this battle for nothing here! I can continue, two days of feasting is not going to knock me down!

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meNovember 29, 2008 at 5:42 PM
Mmmm Cheesecake! Send it my way!
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JoleneNovember 29, 2008 at 11:10 PM
Nah, send it to me! :P
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I am Nicole. I am a 24 year old SAHM to three wonderful children, Thomas, Collin, & Bailey. I am very happily married to the love of my life, Tom. Tom is 7.5 years older than me, but some how we were meant to be. We started dating sometime between March and May of 2000 and were married on May 7th, 2005. We are both recovering heroin addicts. I am attempting and struggling to lose weight. I wish it were baby weight but it's not. It doesn't help I have a terrible addiction to smoothies, ice cream, and Reese's.

This is my oldest son Thomas. He is 5. He started kindergarten this year. If he isn't in school, he is wanting to play video games. And if he isn't playing video games, it's because I got on his case. He loves learning. He loves imaginative play. And he still loves his mommy. And still gives kisses and hugs in public. Our only problem is his constant whining. And I mean constant. Speaking of, if anyone has any ideas to stop the whining, I'd be very grateful. Ignoring the whining is just not working.

My once silent little 2 year old. Though he is in speech therapy, and not everyone can understand him, he is the sweetest little boy. Until you tick him off. He has quite the little temper. He is a very independent little boy, usually found playing by himself. Every thing needs to be on his terms or you will get an earful. Even with his temper and his need for everything to be his way, he will stop whatever he is doing if someone is crying, hurt, or sad. He will come and offer kisses, hugs, smiles, and laughter.

My one year old baby girl. This girl is the funniest to those she is comfortable and seems like such high maintenance to those she doesn't see as often. Almost anything can get her lip to quiver and tears to fall. Even being as sensitive as she is, she loves to giggle and play. She is always stealing phones to say "'lo" and "buh" or the remote to switch channels anytime someone is paying more attention to the television than her. There are so many little things about her I love, but she hasn't quite found her place yet. My favorite time of day with her is right before nap time and when she does wake during the night to nurse. There is something about still breastfeeding her that makes me still feel she is an infant, instead of a toddling child.

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No more Cheesecake

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