If I'm being honest...

It's just been one of those days.

NOWATIMSAYN?

 

If not I will give you a leetle run down.

2AM

Sweet lil' angel bebe wakes up.

I sluggishly wipe Mr. Sandman from my eyes, stumble over the dogs bone, and manage to find her "ninny" shoving it nicely back into her mouth and return to my slumber.

2:45AM

Sweet lil' angel bebe wakes again and Daddy goes to retrieve her this time.

Brings her to bed with us and she loses her shit for the next several minutes.

I finally say FUCK IT, literally, and make her a "bah."

3:10AM

Sweet lil' angel bebe is back to a peaceful slumber and Mom is wide awake while Daddy is back to getting his trucker snore on.

I lay there awake until IONO probably 4:30AM.

7:03AM

I wake in a fucking panic because well let's see I probably should have been leaving the house about ten minutes ago.

7:35AM

I somehow managed to make myself look semi decent, took the dog out and fed him as well, got the baby changed and re-dressed because she peed through her diaper AND sleeper.

8:29AM

I pulled into the garage at work.

Currently.

I am already at my limit for shitty things to happen to me today.

I am stressed.

Oh and I am depressed because I managed to probably gain those like seven pounds I lost last week back between Saturday and Sunday.

See even after 101 pounds lost I STILL having my struggles.

I swear I even felt like my shoes were tighter this morning.

EWWWWW.

Just not a good day.

We are all entitled to those right?

Although my bitch fests are coming more frequently lately and I have to get ahold of that shit.

Like right now.

So today I will run.

I will run my fucking ass off.

...oh and tonight.

Tonight I will let JM whoop my ass...

Or should I say shred my ass?

She scares me.

I had plans for weekend updates etc. but at this moment I have a shit ton of work to get done and I just don't have it in me.

 

Later I will reveal what my sweet friend Mandee from Cloud Nine Designz got me for my #clubsexy CaraBox.

Right now.

Right now I have to re-group and get a better attitude.

I love you bitches.

Seriously.

I still CANNOT believe the support I have received since Friday.

I kinda feel like I have failed myself and everyone else with how piss poorly I ate over the weekend.

But...

Nothing in life is easy right?

I will get through this if it's the last thing to do.

I will NOT give up!

HOLYFUCKINGSHITHOTDAMNWORDTOYOURMOTHER...

 

Well it happened.

Honestly if you would have said to me at the beginning of the week that I would be writing this post I would have told you, you were FUCKING BAT SHIT CRAY TO THE ZAY...

 

But...

 

I did it.

 

With all things holy and a shit ton of sweat I fucking hit the
 100 POUNDS LOST MARK!

 

Yes, you read that right!

 

Seven months ago I gave birth to The Diddyness...

Me literally right after birth.

Insert Paris Hilton...

NOT! 

Me in all my 265 pounds of fucking cake mix, pizza, and whatever else I shoved in my mouth for the previous nine months...

 

Today.

Today I weigh 165 pounds.

Am I at my goal?

A lot of people have asked me that...

The answer is no.

BUT...

This was my first goal.

I hit it and I am not EVER going back!

 

This is me today...

 

To say I feel FUCKING FABULOUS would be an understatement.

I am beyond proud of myself.

I haven't felt this proud in a LONG time.

As hard as it is for me to boast about this weight loss because in all reality I don't want to seem like a bragger I finally feel like I have a right.

My biggest hope out of all of this like I have said time and time again is to help motivate.

I want to see every single one of you succeed.

This is not easy.

If it were not for a lot of you I would still be well over 200 pounds.

For that I want to send my deepest and most heart felt thanks!!!


Now it's time to celebrate Sexy Condom Sty...

We gonna party like it's 1995 and act like a virgin all up in this bitch or a brag fest on my ALMOST 100 pound weight loss...



Linking up with MEGAN and Allie for Throwback Thursday!
This week is all about THE BEST YEAR EVER...
Wanna know when that was?
Ya...
1985
The year a beautiful lil' bebe Marcella Kathleen was born...



1st Birthdizzle Setpember 11, 1986...

Look at dem tree stumps legs...

 

Shit that happened in 1985...

 

~Coca-Cola Company introduces New Coke ( 6 months later they returned to the original formula ).

 

~Microsoft Corporation releases the first version of Windows, Windows 1.0.

 

~The space shuttle Atlantis is launched.

 

~The Unabomber kills his first victim.

 

~The first Mobile Phone Call Is Made in the UK by Ernie Wise.

 

Cost of Living 1985

How Much things cost in 1985
Yearly Inflation Rate USA 3.55%

Year End Close Dow Jones Industrial Average 1546

Interest Rates Year End Federal Reserve 10.75%

Average Cost of new house $89,330

   Median Price Of and Existing Home $75,500

Average Income per year $22,100.00

Average Monthly Rent $375.00 

    Average Price for new car$9,005.00

  1 gallon of gas $1.09

Movie Ticket $2.75 

       US Postage Stamp 22 cents

       Bacon per pound $1.65   

 

The above pisses me off and really makes me wanna gouge my eyes out and use lots of profanity as I just paid $3.85 for a fucking gallon of gas this morning!  

 

TOP TOYS

 

Wuzzles

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Price: $17.99 each
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Get'in Shape, Girl! Workout Plus

Price: $14.99
Description Workout Plus is ideal for the fashion-conscious little lady. Includes two lightweight dumbbells, terry headband, and two leg warmers.

 

FACT:

My Dad is obsessed with the Cincinnati Reds.

On the day I was born in 1985 Pete Rose got his 4,192nd hit of his career, breaking Ty Cobb’s major league record for career hits.

So of course my dad wanted to name me Marcella Rose but my Mom through a fit.

She was determined to name me after my Great Granny Marc {God rest her sweet soul}.

Moral of the story.

Dad lost to Mom....

...and Mom fucked up screwed up...

Granny's name was Marcella Katherine.

My name is Marcella Kathleen.

Regardless it wasn't Marcella Rose and my Dad also wanted to name me Kristen...

 

 

In other news I am 1 pound away from hitting the 100 POUNDS LOST mark.

Holy shit.

Oh and PS do NOT forget to go HERE and for for Husby and I to be Cincy's CUTEST couple!!!

 

 

    

 

 I will leave you with one of the top songs of my birth year.
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I think not.

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How to warsh your ass faster...



 

Weighing in with Erin & Alex to Weigh~In Wednesday!

 

So after the past couple of craptastic bitch fests I put my big girl panties on and managed to FINALLY suck it the fuck up.

 

No more bitching.

Just more doing.

...Or sweating and feeling like I am going to keel over if I up my speed any on the deathmill.

 

Friday my "work bestie" Michelle {HI MICHELLE} convinced me to go down and check the gym that's in our building out.

The one that's been right there on Floor 10 for the five years I have worked here.

It's super nice.

Tons of workout equipment, showers, etc.

After she told us how cheap it was and that the first month was FREE with no obligation to actually sign up I was in.

 

I used it for the first time after working some OT and let me just tell you it felt amazing.

 

BEFORE

AFTER

 

And so far this week Michelle and I have used it each day at lunch.

 

Monday

After Monday's workout I realized that I somehow needed to be faster about warshing my ass because rocking the clean face all afternoon was just unacceptable.

Call me vain.

Whatever.

I work at the front desk in a law firm.

Looks matter.

 

Tuesday

Notice each time I have pushed myself a little further.

Today I really want to break 3.0 miles but my legs are pretty sore so we will see how it pans out.

I am just proud of myself for doing what I have thus far.

 

Monday I also received the Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred and was determined to start that as well.

Around 8:30 I was feeling sick and tired due to the fact that I was fighting off the ICK of 2013.

Then I saw @fattofit41 post via IG sweating some serious lady ballz and rocking her guns after doing her Jillian Michael's work-out.

My soul seestah gave me some serious motivation.

Enough so that right then and there I got my ass up off the couch, put my tennies on, and let Miss. Iwannapunchyousobadinyourface whoop my ass down one side of the living room to the other.

BUT.

I did it.

I survived.

Contemplating if I could really handle it or not...

After...

I may tend to be a bit dramatic.

I may have also skipped last night for beers with Mom but that's neither her nor there.

 

I did weigh myself this morning.

I am not the smallest I have been on this most recent journey to a healthier me.

With that being said...

I feel better today than I have felt this entire time.

People really don't understand what exercise can do for a person until they actually take that step to do it.

I literally feel on top of the world.

So many women keep telling me how much I have motivated them to eat better or work out but you guys seriously...

You girls motivate me.

EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.

So for that I give you a big virtual hug and kiss and THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

 

When I started this journey back in July {literally the moment after Payton was born} I weighed a whopping 265 pounds.

Go on I will wait while you get your gag reflexes under control....

Today I weighed in at 167.

That would be a 98 pound weight loss my friends.

98 FUCKING MOTHER FUCKING POUNDS.

Seriously two pounds until 100.

Say what??????????????????????????????

 

I feel like I am finally in the right place to move forward and get to where I want to be physically, mentally, and emotionally.

 I am also starting something else this week just for myself...
Music gets me through a lot, but it especially gets me through a workout.
I swear I run further and faster when I have some good jams going.
So I decided to pick my song of the week.
Even though this song isn't super fast it literally hits me on a deep level at my very core.
Yes, that's right, THIS GIRL is on FIRE!!!!
 

I will leave you with this...

I posted this picture of me on IG last night and got a HUGE response from it so I figured I would share here in case anybody else needed some extra motivation.

The picture of me on the left was less than a week before I had Payton.

The picture on the right is of me from last week.

If I can do it YOU can do it!

 

So get your ass up off that couch and gets to movin'!!!

 

You can thank me lata =)

 

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I'm the kinda girl who...



 

I'm the kinda girl who...

 

...you better not wake up unless you absolutely have to.  Lets just say I am more of a night owl than a morning person.

or else...

...has great ideas {thanks to Pinterest} but my ADHD doesn't always let me follow through.

...used to have the walls in her room covered {even the ceilings} in posters of The Backstreet Boys, N'Sync, and 98 Degrees.

{^me at their concert}

 

...prefers a pair of jeans that fit just right, a tshit, and no shoes.

...likes beer over a fruity drink any day.

 

...bitches the whole time before and during a workout, using multiple curse words, but feels on top of the world when she is done.

 

...has always struggled with weight.

 

...wears her heart on her sleeve.

 

...will rock a pair of shoes because they are cute and not because they are comfortable.

 

...is like wine, I get better with age!