Well, friends, here I am six months from the start, down 70 pounds and 53.5" GONE!
Pictured here is my birthday dinner at The Brass Pig in downtown Bloomington. Yummmmy! I ate three whole ribs and probably FOUR fries—and that was good enough because Kamden made my favorite flourless Godiva chocolate cake for dessert. Mmmm! It was delish! This mama is spoiled rotten and ready for the next trip around the sun!
I have to share a little NSV today. One of the benefits of a large family is that if someone's car is in the shop, there are plenty of others to choose from that we can share, so we rarely need to call an Uber or Lyft. However, there is one car that few can share...my son Kamden's Mistubishi Mirage. It's a little bitty car with a manual transmission. Personally, I'm 100% confident driving a stick shift—just ask Uncle Ed how well I managed Aunt Sandra's little manual transmission on our trip around downtown Seattle! Anyhow, I loaned my car to Koleton for a road trip to an interview out of town, while Kamden worked on the mechanical issues that deemed the car unroadworthy. So it wasn't exactly a favorable swap for me. But, I'm the mom, it's what we do. However, I was in need of a vehicle for a meeting, so I borrowed Kamden's little Mitsubishi Mirage to zip across town.
I'm not quite sure why, but in his youthful wisdom, Kamden tied his seatbelt so it only fits one size person...HIM. He and Koleton are the skinniest family members here — and Koleton can't drive a stick shift. So people rarely borrow his car.
The "V" of the belt is knotted right by metal tongue. So, if you borrow his car you basically have to be okay with NOT using a seatbelt. I'm a pro-seatbelt person. I feel naked without it across my chest. So, if I borrow his car, it is absolutely a last resort! Typically, I would only borrow it to just buzz to a friend's house in a nearby neighborhood...not across town and definitely not out on Veteran's Parkway where crazy people drive 65 in a 45mph zone! (Do I sound like an old fart?)
Well, guess what , I hopped in that car today and—I clicked it! AND, I didn't have to suck it in either! The yet-to-be-discovered NSV's like this bring a little more joy to my every day existence! Now, if I could just get him to CLEAN it in case I need to zip out again before the weekend is over and my car is returned. Then again, Bill is home now—and he has a pretty new truck! (BIG WIDE CHESHIRE CAT GRIN) Hmmmm...I wonder where I need to go? Think, think THINK! I'm sure I'll come up with something:)