The Click

Alright yall. I did it. I completed the 10 day cleanse. And no boyfriend or child was harmed. I'm going to tell you now that this is going to be the most bipolar post ever. I'm having mixed feelings about my results, as you are about to read. Don't say you weren't warned.

As of this morning, I am down 5 pounds. Now, I know that 5 pounds in 10 days is nothing to complain about. I am excited to have those 5 pesky pounds gone. And 5 pounds in 10 days is more than I have lost in a long, long time. However, as a human being, and more specifically a woman, who compares myself to others (even though I know I shouldn't), I had gotten my hopes up that I would lose 7+ pounds, because that's what everyone else was losing. Spare me the lecture, I know everyone's body is different and blah blah blah. But it sucked not to see more. End of whining.

While the number on the scale was not what I wanted to see, I am not disappointed due to lack of commitment to the cleanse. For once in my life, I actually followed the rules. Ok, that's not totally true. Saturday after the baseball game the boys had McDonald's and I ate a french fry. Yeah, AH fry. As in one. Uno. I consider the fact that I didn't scarf down both of their fries, Kutter's cheeseburger and Kason's nuggets, and their Dr. Peppers, a huge effing win. Usually when I get a whiff of McD's fries, I lose all my senses and indulge myself until I'm in a greasy salty coma. So, besides that one fry, I was good. And not only was my eating perfect, I was in the gym 8 out of the 10 days. For at least an hour each day, sometimes more. I've been doing the arm workout that Mama Laughlin posted, and I had started C25K a few weeks ago. There were a few days that I actually did the C25K TWICE. TWICE people.



For real, I went up 3-5 pounds in each exercise of my arm circuit this week.


The first day that I finished my arm circuit, squats, and C25K, was drenched in sweat, and thought, "Hey, I'm not THAT tired, why not do this AGAIN?" was the moment that I felt/heard the "click". The click I've been waiting on for the majority of my adult life. The day I was sitting at work and instead of giving myself an anxiety attack thinking about everything I needed to do when I got off AND work out, and I made my plans to revolve AROUND working out, I heard that click again. Yesterday, when I turned down an invite to go have drinks and food at my favorite Mexican restaurant with my co-workers, so that I could work out and finish strong on the cleanse, that click damn near deafened me.  I've been at this weight loss thing for a while now, and while I've been thinking all along that it was important to me, I realize now that I wasn't making it a priority. I used to hate those signs that said "If it's important to you, you'll find a way. If not, you'll find an excuse." I hated them because I knew they were true, and I knew that I was still in "excuse" mode. I was able to juggle my job, my kids, and all of my other responsiblities, as well as working out, throughout the entire cleanse. There's no reason for me to stop now.



Some other non-scale victories are that...My clothes are fitting better. My tummy is getting flatter (if you consider rolls being less bulgy flatter). My arms are getting those fun little indentions we all love to see when we flex. My legs are getting stronger and have less jiggle and more muscle. I've learned the difference between eating when I'm hungry, and eating when I'm bored. I've learned how to eat until I'm satisfied, and not until I'm so full that I'm miserable. It doesn't matter what our parents used to say about starving children in Africa. It IS ok to have food still left on your plate at the end of your meal. Does this mean that I'm never going to snack again? Nope. Does this mean I  won't partake in a delicious meal and some delicious beverages when we go to Gruene this weekend? Absolutely not. But I'll be more aware of what I put in my mouth and how much twss. 




So, did I get everything I hoped for out of the cleanse? No. I got more. Even though I'm not thrilled with the amount that I lost, I am thrilled at the insight I gained and at the strength I found in myself. I plan on following as many of the cleanse "guidelines" as I can on a regular basis. And in a few months, I may do the cleanse again. So there you have it folks! P.S. As I type this, I'm wearing a medium t-shirt and a new pair of 9/10 capris and I feel amazing in them :) Holla!

So What Wednesday...

So what...

*If today is the last day of my 10 Day Advocare Cleanse, and I feel like at 12:01 a.m. I'm going to go devour everything in my refrigerator. Just because I can.  I kid, I kid. Sorta.

*If this is a 4 1/2 day week for me and I'm still bitching because it's only Wednesday. I'm ready for May people. Let's get this summer started.

*If last night I wanted to sucker punch some little kids while I was in the dugout at K&K's baseball game. I work with kids all day long, I don't have time to go be "Team Mom" to a bunch of boys who have zero home training. Talk back to me again child and you will feel my wrath!

*If the black and white chevron dress I ordered to (hopefully) wear this weekend came in, and it's not the material I thought it was, and is pretty much see-through on the white parts. Awesome. I'm sure Aaron Watson won't mind, right?

*If I'm not doing anything special for my kids for Easter because a) they will be with their dad this weekend and b) Mama's going out of town for the weekend and I'll be lucky to get us all packed and out the door Friday, much less have Easter crap ready.

*If I still haven't written that guest post that I'm supposed to send out by tomorrow...

*If I have a scab on my forehead because apparently I got a lil crazy with my flat iron and burned  myself...and didn't even realize it.

*If I'm rocking 3 day dirty ponytail hair. I see no point in fixing it in the a.m. when I'm going to eff it up in the afternoons during my workout. That's what I'm telling myself anyway. See: Lazy.

*If:

Happy Hump Day!

Finish The Sentence Linkup

Today I'm linking up with Holly and Jake to "Finish The Sentence..."

Sorry for no button...I'm a tard.

 Finish The Sentence...

1. If calories didn't count, I would eat...Crispitos from the convenience store, McDonald's french fries, and buckets of melted chocolate and peanut butter slathered onto random things...

2. On my Prom night....I drank too much on the way back to our tiny town from Pappadeaux in Houston and had to have the person driving pull over, at least twice that I remember, and pee on the side of the road...with my prom dress on. Keep it classy Kadi.

3. When I go to the store, I always buy...Shit I don't need. Especially when I'm at Target. F*ck you dollar bin that isn't just $1 anymore!

4. Family functions typically...End with me drinking. I love my family, but damn.

5. I think my blog readers...Are my friends. I talk to them just as much as my "real life" friends, if not more, and they are just as important to me.

6. I'd much rather be.....At home in bed. Or working out. Nope, home in bed.

7. I have an obsession with....Instagram. I check it like my life depends on it. I need help.

8. My work friends....Are pretty great. Two of my best friends are people I met through work.  One no longer works here, but she still counts!

9. When I created my Facebook account....It was back in the day when you had to be a student at a University to have facebook! Now they let errrbody and they grandpappy get on there.

10. My least favorite word is...Cunt. And twat. They just disturb me. And after an episode of How I Met Your Mother, I also dislike the word moist. Thanks a lot Lily!!

11. I really don't remember....much.  I have the weirdest memory (or "remembery" as my boys used to call it).  I remember names and faces and random events from years ago.  But I don't remember why I walked into my bedroom from the living room.  Or what I was supposed to add to my grocery list.  Or where I put that paper I need right now. 

12. Justin Bieber....Makes me want to headbutt a bowl full of tacks. And rip my ears off. And gouge my eyeballs out. And be kicked in the face with a golf shoe. Too much? NO, because he needs to be spanked (and no Mel, not by you, because you would both enjoy that bahaha) and locked in his room until he can fit into his pants correctly and weighs more than 90 pounds.  And is made to realize he is white.  And ghetto does not work on him.

That's all folks!  Tomorrow is my last day of the Advocare 10 Day Cleanse so stay tuned later in the week to hear about my results!  Happy Tuesday!

Oh baby baby



Yesterday was my first day back at work from Spring Break.  I was dreading it, but shouldn’t have been because it was the beginning of my student teacher’s second  round of “full responsibility”.  She came in and we had our usual morning chat.  We talked about what we did over the break, discussed plans for the week, and right before we left to go get the kids for the day…she told me she found out over the break that she was four months pregnant.  Actually what she said was, “Please don’t hate me…I’m four months pregnant.”  My eyes almost bugged out of my head.  Not because she is pregnant, but because she’s FOUR months and didn’t know, and all in one day she found out she was preggo…and that she’s having a boy!  And then there was the whole “Please don’t hate me” part.  I couldn’t believe she was afraid to tell me, as if I have any room to judge.  I let her know immediately that I was so proud of her accomplishments thus far and while I know she’s still trying to wrap her head around the whole pregnancy thing, I know she is going to be an amazing mom.  I spent the rest of the day doing my best to make her laugh and calm her nerves and hopefully put her at ease, at least for a little while.

Last night as I was laying in bed, I started thinking about all of the things I wish I could tell her.  Not necessarily “advice”, but things I wish I had known when I was young and pregnant and scared to death.  I had tears streaming down my face as I recalled everything I had gone through.  Hearing her worries and feeling how unsure she is about her future took me right back to sitting on the edge of my pretty bed in my ugly trailer house, with a pregnancy test in hand.  Two little pink lines sealing my fate, forever changing the rest of my life.  The weight of the world suddenly on my shoulders.

As those memories flooded me, I thought about all of the things I wish I could go back and tell 21 year old me.  Maybe I’ll share this with B, maybe I won’t.  But here’s what I at least wish I had known six years ago.

Dear 21 year old self, 

·        Yes, this is the second pregnancy test you have taken that is positive.  Yes, the first one that was negative was probably a fluke.  Stop buying pregnancy tests and just call the damn doctor.

·        Don’t worry so much about what “he” will say or think, you are strong and independent and whether he stays or goes, you can handle anything.

·        Your mom is going to lose her shit.  She’s going to try and make you get married immediately.  She’s going to make your life hell for a while.  Be strong.  Do what YOU think is right for you and your baby.  She will eventually come around, and she will be your saving grace once he/she arrives.  You will need her more than ever before, so don’t stay mad at her too long.

·        Don’t hyperventilate and cry all the way to tell your dad the news.  You will get worked up over nothing.  He will hug you and hold you and tell you everything is going to be ok, and he will be right.  The two of you will become closer than ever before, and he will be the best Papa to your child.

·        Don’t have a heart attack on the doctor’s table while she has a dildo like instrument shoved up your vajayjay and jumps around telling you that you are not only having one baby, but TWO.  Just breathe.

·        Ignore the comments and unwanted advice from people about how you should take care of your babies once they are born.  As well as their thoughts on you being pregnant and not married.  Don’t allow them to force their beliefs and opinions on you.

·        Enjoy every little flutter you feel.  Don’t let every kick be a reminder that you are scared.  Don’t let every flip make you panic and worry about how you will afford your bills, two babies, and finishing school.  Don’t let every hiccup make you doubt who you are and whether or not you will be a good mom.  Cherish every movement and every moment that they are inside of you, safe and sound.

·        When they get here, your world will never be the same.  You will fall in love with them the second you see each of their perfect little faces.  You will immediately forget what your life was like without them.  And you will never want to know what it will be like without them again.

·        Hold them.  Hug them.  Kiss them.

·        Don’t get stressed out when “he” doesn’t help, you don’t need him.

·        You will be a single mom long before any papers are filed.

·        You will work your ass off to finish school and raise your babies, it will be worth it, they will be worth it.

·        You will graduate from college and get a great job.  Your family will be proud of you and you will be proud of yourself.

·        You will find strength that you never knew you had, and you will use it to walk away from something you worked extremely hard to build and make work, but couldn’t.  It will be hard.  It will be sad.  But it will be worth it in the end.

·        Don’t forget who you are, outside of being a mom.  They need you to be happy and healthy, so don’t neglect YOU in an effort to try and be perfect for them.

·        Six years later, you will have two precious little boys who adore you.  They will crawl in your lap to be held and hugged, even though their legs now hang to the ground.  They will kiss you and say they love you. Every. Single Day.  They will drive you crazy, but that’s what little boys do.  You will be putty in their hands when they say things like, “Mom, I love you the most because I know what your heart sounds like.”

·        When one of your favorite songs, “God Gave Me You”, that you used to think was about a romantic relationship comes on and one of them says, “This song is about US mom!” it will become your favorite song for a whole new reason.

·        Let them get dirty, and get dirty with them.  Let them sing loudly, and sing loudly along with them.  Always say, “I love you”.  Cherish them, because they cherish you.

·        You’ve got this.

And I do.

The cleanse is almost upon me...

This is gonna be short and sweet folks!  Sunday Christopher and I are starting the Advocare 10 Day Cleanse and I need your help!  I know many of you have done it before, so please help a sista out!  I want to be fully prepared for this so I leave myself no room for slacking. 

Here are the things I need from YOU:

 

1. What are some things you found *essential* in getting you through the cleanse?  (Specific snacks or meal items.)

 

2. Do you have any awesome cleanse-friendly recipes that you ate and enjoyed?

 

3. Is there anything that you encountered during the cleanse that you weren't prepared for or that you wish you had known before hand?

 

4. Any other advice?

 

5. There is no number five, I just don't like to end on even numbers.

 

 

You can answer on here, or e-mail me at: thataggiegirl09(at)yahoo(dot)com!

 

Thanks in advance lovelies!

 

 



Bazinga!

Oh hey there. I have a blog. That I've kinda sorta been neglecting.  Oops.  I'm sure you've all been getting along in your daily lives just fine without my pointless ramblings.  But, I'm back for now. 

Here's a tiny recap of birthday stuff from last week...

 

 

 

This week is Spring Break and I must say...SB ain't what it used to be folks!  Not that I ever did anything super exciting when I was younger, but, having kids definitely changes how SB goes down each year.  Yesterday was super wild.  I got up at 8:15 (yeah, that's right I slept in) and then headed across the yard to the gym.  I am absolutely loving my Garmin Forerunner!  While I haven't taken it out on a jiggle jog to test out the GPS abilities, I love the heart rate monitor and seeing how many calories I've burned each time.  Definitely a big motivater!  After I washed all the sweat away I took K&K, Tiegan, and my sister's two boys Colby and Caleb to the Skating Rink.

 

 

Yall, I laughed so hard the first ten minutes we were there I think it should have counted as an extra workout.  I wish I had been wearing my watch and HRM because I know I burned some calories.  My abs hurt, my cheeks were sore, and I was crying.  It was awesome.  I did my best to help them, but there's only so much you can do to help a wobbly leg child on skates besides laugh at them.  The best way to describe it would be...like watching a newborn baby calf trying to stand up for the first time.  And then fall down.  And repeat this multiple times.  They finally got the hang of it and were doing awesome by the time we left.  I was proud of them for not giving up!  Especially with my laughing.  I kept telling them I was laughing WITH them not AT them, but they wouldn't laugh and help me prove my point...

 

 

After skating we hit up Sonic.  I watched them down slushies, tater tots, and cheese sticks as I slurped on my Diet Cherry Limeade.  Luckily it doesn't take 5 kids long to devour food, so I didn't have to suffer too long.  We went to the park for a while, and then headed back home.  I am not the most patient person shocker I know and I was a little nervous how the day would go with all of them, but they were surprisingly very well behaved and I didn't have to smack anyone the entire time.  I consider that a Mama/Aunt win.

 

Today started out about the same...except I decided to make the "egg muffins" I keep seeing plastered all over IG.  I used eggs, spinach, and mushrooms.  I have to say, I wasn't that impressed.  I think it's something about the texture of the eggs but idk.  Next time I will use a little more seasoning and try to find some low fat cheese to add.  They weren't awful, but I was planning to use them as my "go to breakfast" next week when we do the Advocare 10 Day Cleanse.  I have four days to make these things delicious!  My workout was great and I know this because as I type this my arms are screaming at me.

 

 

 

I have no idea what craziness I will get into the remainder of today or the rest of the week, but I'm sure it will be mind blowing.  I might clean the bathrooms later.  Maybe some shopping tomorrow.  And I'm hoping we will get to boil crawfish on Saturday so I can eat my weight in mudbugs before the cleanse begins!  Hope everyone is having a fantastic week, whether you're celebrating Spring Break or not!

Top 10 Tuesday Times Two

That's a lotta T's and no a's.  Today I’m linking up with Kimmyyy for “Top 10 Tuesday”.  I’m actually going to DOUBLE this one since I missed last week’s too.  Just call me an overachiever on a Tuesday.

We’ll start with this week’s Top 10 Movies.  I’ll go ahead and say now that these are not in numerical order due to ranking of likability.  I am the most indecisive person on the universe and attempting to actually rank these movies would end with a lot of anxiety.  So, in no particular order, here are my Top 10 Favorite Movies:

1.     Dirty Dancing…”Nobody puts baby in a corner!”


This picture makes me want to laugh...and cry.

2.     Stepbrothers…”Stay golden, Ponyboy.”

  

3.     Fried Green Tomatoes…”A heart can be broken, but it will keep beating just the same.”

 

4.     Talladega Nights…”It’s in the Geneva Convention. Look it up.”

5.     How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days…”Bullshit!"


Love. This. Scene. And him.

6.     Sweet Home Alabama…”Look at you, you have a baby…in a bar!”


So I can kiss you anytime I 'wont'!

7.     Wedding Crashers…”You shut your mouth when you’re talking to me!”

8.     Bridesmaids…”Why can’t you be happy for me and then go home and talk about me behind my back like a normal person?”

9.     A Time To Kill…”…Soaked in her own blood…Can you see her? I want you to picture that little girl. Now imagine she’s white.”


That line gets me everytime. And I love him.

10. The Hangover…”Tigers love pepper. They hate cinnamon.”

Now onto last week’s Top 10 I missed…My Top 10 Favorite Instagrammers.   Again, in no particular order, here are the folks who give me my daily dose of laughter and inspiration.

Love kimmyyy because of shit like this. And I won't ever be able to call her just "Kim". She'll always be kimmyyy with three y's. Deal with it.

Seanna because she's gorgeous, has lost almost 100 lbs, and says vagina. And that word makes me laugh.

Mel! She's a hottie and hilarious and has the cutest kids!

This one is the most adorable person I don't really know. And she's hilarious. Love her.

Love Jen! She is on an amazing weight loss journey, along with her hubby, and I love her sense of humor.

Oh Lindsey! She could read the phonebook and make it funny. And dirty.

HJ! The dude is friggin' insane. The only male blogger around that I follow, and he fits right in with us womens. Oh and he's gonna hook my blog up so holllaaaa!

Laura is the sweetest and most stylist fashionista around! And while I have no fashion sense, I enjoy seeing/reading about hers!

Love me some Lora! Totally inspiring with her hardcore workouts and also a mom of twins. Who crack me up! They get it from they mama.

And there's another Lindsey! She's on a weight loss journey using Weight Watchers and I love all of her recipes and food ideas, as well as seeing her shrink :)

There are plenty of others that I adore and who give me daily laughing fits and motivation, but I had to narrow it down to ten.  So there we have it for Top 10 Tuesday, twice!

Happy Worst Day Of The Week Friends!