7 days...long excrutiating days.
I can't believe it's only like, 4 weeks away! People are in a mad dash trying to get stuff finished and prepping for commencement and while it's hectic, it's real exciting because we're finally at that stretch. Of course, the big thing everyone is talking about is not how our senior projects are going, but what we're wearing to commencement. I had no idea until a few days ago when we were confronted by some close faculty who said that Dee Jay had to wear a button down shirt, suit and tie and I have to wear a dress. Strangely enough, that settled our problem and we went digging through our closet to figure out what was wearable for a special occasion.
Then I got the bright idea that I could wear my purple gown that Dee Jay got me at DiVersions years ago (I've only worn the thing like, 3 times) I was kind of freaking out because I didn't find it at first but I kept looking and found it smooshed in my closet. Thankfully, that gown is tough as nails and it still looks good...on the hanger. Putting it on was something else.
It was one of the biggest testaments of my weight gain that I've had since I moved here. I tried the thing on and I couldn't even close the back of it anymore. Yes it was always form fitting, but I was always able to close and clasp the back. And now I fear if i did I'd break it. I'd rather not wear it than break it...it's so pretty. I feel so bad because Dee Jay saw the look on my face and was like "we'll go on whatever you want; we'll start P90X, we'll go on a diet, whatever you want...just don't look sad like that anymore"
That lead up to me searching the internet for diets and detox stuff. I stumbled onto a 7 day diet plan thing that sounded...do-able, so Dee Jay put me in the car we went shopping for the ingredients. What surprised me even more was that he said he'd do it with me. When I asked why he said that he's needed to lose weight for awhile too and he wasn't liking that his pants were fitting him tight. The man even went so far as to buy a scale. Can you believe that? He's been avoiding that thing since we got married and actually went out to buy one. We got the rest of our groceries, went home (but not before eating at Burger King for one last hurrah) and started doing our prep work.
Dee Jay set up the scale and we weighed ourselves. I'm 121. Not happy about that. Especially not after knowing that I'm supposed to be within 105-110. Dee Jay's turn. He looked at me like he wanted to cry. He didn't tell me how much he weighed, he just wrote it on our white board. 323. I know it really bothers him since he used to be so athletic in high school drumming and stuff.
So there's alot riding on this diet for us. He's hoping not to have to take out his dress slacks, and I'm hoping to zip up that dress. Probably not a great thing to do when we're going through so much stress for classes and stuff, but I guess it's better now than doing this when things really get nasty towards the end of the semester.
Wish us luck. Gawd, are we gonna need it.
Then I got the bright idea that I could wear my purple gown that Dee Jay got me at DiVersions years ago (I've only worn the thing like, 3 times) I was kind of freaking out because I didn't find it at first but I kept looking and found it smooshed in my closet. Thankfully, that gown is tough as nails and it still looks good...on the hanger. Putting it on was something else.
It was one of the biggest testaments of my weight gain that I've had since I moved here. I tried the thing on and I couldn't even close the back of it anymore. Yes it was always form fitting, but I was always able to close and clasp the back. And now I fear if i did I'd break it. I'd rather not wear it than break it...it's so pretty. I feel so bad because Dee Jay saw the look on my face and was like "we'll go on whatever you want; we'll start P90X, we'll go on a diet, whatever you want...just don't look sad like that anymore"
That lead up to me searching the internet for diets and detox stuff. I stumbled onto a 7 day diet plan thing that sounded...do-able, so Dee Jay put me in the car we went shopping for the ingredients. What surprised me even more was that he said he'd do it with me. When I asked why he said that he's needed to lose weight for awhile too and he wasn't liking that his pants were fitting him tight. The man even went so far as to buy a scale. Can you believe that? He's been avoiding that thing since we got married and actually went out to buy one. We got the rest of our groceries, went home (but not before eating at Burger King for one last hurrah) and started doing our prep work.
Dee Jay set up the scale and we weighed ourselves. I'm 121. Not happy about that. Especially not after knowing that I'm supposed to be within 105-110. Dee Jay's turn. He looked at me like he wanted to cry. He didn't tell me how much he weighed, he just wrote it on our white board. 323. I know it really bothers him since he used to be so athletic in high school drumming and stuff.
So there's alot riding on this diet for us. He's hoping not to have to take out his dress slacks, and I'm hoping to zip up that dress. Probably not a great thing to do when we're going through so much stress for classes and stuff, but I guess it's better now than doing this when things really get nasty towards the end of the semester.
Wish us luck. Gawd, are we gonna need it.