Last Wednesday, I rejoined Weight Watchers. I had lost my lifetime status after neglecting to weigh-in for several months. I have a closet full of clothes that won’t go up my thighs and every morning I struggle with finding something to fit. So I finally gave up and dragged my tubby butt back to WW to get myself back in gear. This time I took my husband with me. He kindly agreed to join with me so I could have accountability which made me very happy. So my starting weight was 167.5! Yeah I gained everything I lost back! I was so devastated! I struggled all week to stay within my points but I survived my first week. I also made myself exercise for 30 minutes everyday this past week. Me and Catherine went for walks everyday and some days we even walked twice which gave ma a total of an hour of walking. And it paid off! I lost 4.4 pounds today at my weigh-in! Rich lost 4 and I was so proud of us. We even had cheesecake on his birthday and so I was a little worried.
I will be updating my blog more often now and I will also post our weight loss results. I am also trying out my new Biggest Loser Game for the Wii this weekend and I will blog about it so you will know if its worth the money.
A year ago on the day before Thanksgiving, Rich Gartman asked me to spend forever with him. He took me to Gulf Shores and got down on one knee and proposed. I said “No, no, no you have to ask my dad!” He said, “I did, Jennie Bondurant will you marry me?” and then I said “Of course!” Last year we spent this day sharing our engagement with all of our friends and family. This year we are spending our Thanksgiving as a married couple and I am on cloud nine! Rich Gartman, I love you more today than I did last year. I never knew that was possible! Now I get to spend every Thanksgiving with you forever and that makes me smile:)
Let me start off with a Roll Tide! Just wanted you to know we aren’t traders;) I am still recovering from my busy weekend which is why I am just now sitting down to blog about my adventures. A family in our church has a son who plays in the marching band for LSU. A few weeks ago they invited us to join them for tailgating at the LSU/LA Tech game. So we woke up early Saturday morning and left at 7:30am for Baton Rouge. I didn’t know what tailgating was to be honest with you. I thought people drove around honking horns all day before the game. Yes, I was totally wrong. We set up a tent behind the truck and soon the whole parking lot was full of tents and everyone was cooking out and playing games. It was relaxing and I really enjoyed it. When we first got there, all I saw were porta potties and I sat there for about 20 minutes trying to avoid using them. Not that I would have lasted very long! But since we were with regular tailgaters, they showed me the clean bathrooms and then my day was wonderful! I got to go to the practice field, which was a real football field with astro turf inside, and watch the Tiger Band practice. Rich and I wanted to run out on the field and play football but figured that would be a bad idea. Then we got to go to the basketball arena and we stood outside and watched the cheerleaders and the band run down the hill. The band was actually somewhat running while playing their instruments. It was really cool! Then we went inside to have the band play their music for us. Then we actually got to go to the game! I was so impressed with all of the cool traditions they had and I was amazed at how the band really got the fans excited with the LSU fight song. We had incrediable seats and I wish I would have brought my camera. It was such a great day!
On Monday, we drove back to Baton Rouge to see Tiger-rama. It was a full concert by the LSU band. They are really good and I was very impressed. Don’t worry, Rich and I are not being converted to LSU fans. We even were getting texts of the Alabama game while we were there. We didn’t wear any Roll Tide gear or talk about Alabama in Baton Rouge. Mainly because we would have been killed! LSU fans are brutal! They were even booing one of their own players! But I am now a Tiger Band fan, espelcially Leromy! Thank you Stilley family for including Rich and me in your festivities! We had a wonderful time and we are so proud of your son:) We will cheer for your band!
I finally got a job! After three months of searching and total boredom(not to mention being broke) I found the perfect job. A lady in Hammond hired me to be her nanny. I will be keeping her cute 18 month old little girl, Catherine. I will be working four days a week and will have Fridays off with my husband. Yesterday was my first day and I am postive that I am going to love keeping her! Rich also has a new job. He is working two days a week at a bank. So we went from home bodies to busy bees and we love it. The only person in our house who is not loving our new jobs is Andre. He hates that we are not home all day with him. Yesterday I was working and Rich was home with Andre and the dog whined all day because I wasn’t here. Cute isn’t it! I will post some more pictures of Andre soon.
Last night, Rich and I ventured to Kentwood, La to hear Jerry Rankin speak at a Mission’s Rally. The rally lasted a little longer than we ever imagined which left us starving as we started back to Tickfaw. We stopped in Amite at a Wendy’s to grab a cheap dinner. Little did I know that I was about to end up in the ladies’ restroom in tears before I could even eat my dinner. When I was single, I thought that someone constantly asking me when I was going to finally get hitched was the worst question anyone could ask me. It use to almost bring me to tears but they were usually feelings of frustration and feelings of no self-worth. I would avoid people who constantly asked me that question. I never knew there was another question that could make me feel bad. Rich and I walked up to order and right after I ordered the cashier asked me when I was due. I looked at her and said excuse me and of course she repeated the terrible words and I managed to mumble out that I wasn’t pregnant. She didn’t apoligize or look embarrased as she then said, Oh, I just saw the little pudge and thought you were pregnant. Rich walked away and I just stood there with a blank look on my face. I then walked over to Rich and excused myself to the restroom. Then I stood in the restroom staring in the mirror with tear streaming down my face. I was horrified. When I finally got myself together, my husband met me at the door. He grabbed my face and kissed my cheek and told me that I was beautiful. As I sat eating my food in silence, my mind was running wild with negtive thoughts about my body. My husband then grabbed my hand and firmly told me to stop and then we left that horrible place.
This was the worst question ever asked. I have been struggling with my weight since we moved here and this moment whomped it up. So I guess I can stay bitter or I can get my pre-wedding body back. But to any person who doesn’t know, NEVER ask a women her due date unless she told you she is pregnant or she has a huge baby belly bump that can’t be mistaked!