Day 27 - Rumple

Tonight I hit the hay happy.  But, my brain wouldn't shut down and I thought I had this good idea for this blog post.  It wouldn't leave me alone so I got myself out of bed and headed to the computer.

I wrote for a good long while - and I read it and re-read it quite a few times.  It went from sounding pretty good to sounding like absolute poop.  I will have to read it again tomorrow to see if I can salvage any part as something I would post.

In the meantime I thought I would share with you what my inner voice of self doubt sounds like.  Whenever I know I am sounding whiny, preachy, retarded, or even so sincere that it begins to sound phony, the voice I hear in my own head making fun of myself is Rumple from Shrek.  I can hear him reading this now.

It's sort of tough to operate on a day to day basis with this voice in your head.  I hear a lot of "blah biddy blah" - that's what he thinks of most of what I say.  "Blah biddy blah, my life is so hard.  Blah biddy blah my kids are so amazing.  Blah biddy blah, I'm Leslie and I pretend I can write."

So, there you go.  I guess this isn't really a gratitude post.  Screw it.

Blah biddy blah, goodnight.

 

Day 27 - The Way Down

It's funny how at one time you can look at the scale and see a number and say, "Wow, this number is horrible and I feel horrible and woe is me," and then some time later when you've weighed more than that for awhile and are finally trying to get yourself to a non-miserable weight, you can look at the same exact number and say, "Damn, I feel pretty awesome! Good for me!"  The number on the scale on the way down looks so much better than the number on the way up. 

So here's to the way down for me, my husband, and a couple of my friends.  May we all keep it up!