It is so funny to me that people (including Rebecca and Mic) are completely boggled by my swoon list addition.....
Why I am Team Jo:
1. She is organized.
2. She is great with kids.
3. She looks sassy in glasses
4. She has a sexy British accent
5. She has a driver.
6. She is really good at bossing people around
7. She isn't skinny
8. She makes me go rararrrarararrrrr..
Back to watching the packers kick some Arizona ass.
And by watching, I mean sitting here with the laptop inserting comments about plays, hoping I am getting them correct as it turns my gal on when she thinks I know what is going on in sports games.
So far, by the amount of times she has leaned over to kiss me, I think I am doing alright!
OH! Before that, we are starting our biggest loser tomorrow. Mic and I decided that we would splurge this weekend and eat whatever we really feel like... kind of a fatties last hurrah.
At this moment, I am so ready for a f-ing detox, I could spit. Granted, my spit would probably be bacon flavored and smell of 5 Guys burgers. I always wonder what average sized people do in preparation to diet. I think it is COMPLETELY different then what a big girls preparation is. It just makes me realize what a crazy relationship I have with food when I kind of go into mourning the day before.
I am SO NERVOUS to walk into that gym tomorrow. I don't know why. I am a big girl, but there are many much larger men and women there. And, this is the first time that I don't have a connection to someone that runs the joint. In the last two gyms that I have belonged to I have known the owner and manager. I felt like they had their eye on me. Thankfully, this time I don't know a soul. Not even any of the queens in the hot tub trying to pick up other queens.
Cross your fingers for me, please. This is one thing that I am going to need some support for.
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