Post Script: August 2nd, 2014. Round FIVE of loosing the baby weight. She’ll be one year in two weeks and it’s finally gone. Another fifty pounds. Whew! I had to take my own advice plenty of times over the last year.
Hope you enjoy!
This post originally appeared 4/20/12.

No.

I’m not on drugs,

Unless you’d call Chateau St. George a drug




… but I’d beg to differ.

 
Let’s talk figures.
 1,2,3,4,5… 
 
More like….
 
 
As I have said a few times this week, I am on my fourth round of being on the “Final Fifteen”
 
 
I’ve lost 46 pounds since Chubs was born in September
 
 
I’ve heard that you should weigh 5 lbs. over 100 pounds for every inch you are over 5 feet tall.(IE: 5″ 5′ you should weigh 125)
Yikes.
I’ve also heard, the older you get or the more babies you have, the thinner you will need to be to maintain your “normal” look. Hmmm…. that’s interesting isn’t it?

Thinner?
Thin?

That is a word that will NEVER be used to describe me
 and that is O.K. 
The reality is, I am short but not petite.
Some people call it curvy.
When I carry extra weight it’s simply called
 “thick”.
 
Over the next week or so I am going to write about food, weight loss and health, simply from my own opinions and experience…
 but I know how woman are…
So promise me this…
No comparing.
Heaven forbid to me, or your neighbor or some knit-wit in Hollywood who really needs to binge on a big, fat, juicy burrito.
 
I do want to encourage you though…

I am all about health and I am
well, I am NOT that girl who can loose three pounds on accident.
I am NOT that girl who can work out for 20 minutes a day, three times a week and see 
“dramatic results”…
BTW, who are those people?
 
I’ve got big arms, thick, un-feminine legs
 and a good old mid-west booty to boot!!!
And I like it, thank you very much.

I love food.
I eat carbs.
I drink wine… often... 
And those cakes I make almost every weekend – yeah, I’ll have a slice or two.


Aside from Jesus, what in the world do we have in this life besides family, food and sex???
Yes, that’s what I said!
 

These are gonna be real life blog posts about choices we make…flavor… bread… sweat dripping in your eyes and finally zipping up that favorite pair of pants or effortlessly sliding into that LBD…



And let me tell you, there is nothing like sliding into that LBD, 
though it’s been awhile since I’ve done it effortlessly!

 
You ready?
Cause you gotta eat like une Parisienne and work out like
 une Amercaine.
You’ll see what I mean…
-Angela




 

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