Ninety

I've lost 90 pounds.

I'VE LOST NINETY POUNDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Holy freakin' crap!!! Literally guys, that's like losing Nicole Ritchie or Ashely Olsen... Off your body. Wow.

I feel great! I feel different. I feel like there's something that's going to change in an instant and I'll be right back where I was a year ago. I won't let that happen though. I'm going to work my ass off if I have to to keep the weight off. I've never felt this good in my entire life. I mean my whole life I was the chubby girl (and to own it, I still mentally feel like the chubby girl, I don't think I'll ever feel skinny). I know people look at me differently, I can see it, I'm not that oblivious. Whether or not they know that they're treating me differently is one thing, the fact that they do, just pisses me off. What, you couldn't be nice to me when I was fat? Example A: The girl who I knew in high school that didn't really like me all that much. She came up to me one day while I was at work and out of NO WHERE gives me a hug. Um, thanks that's nice, I hope you feel good about yourself now. I guess that just shows you who your true friends are, and luckily I've surrounded myself with people who look at me the same way and only have good things to say about who I was and who I am now. I feel like I've got some quality people on my team.

All that matters to me at this moment in time however is finding a pair of jeans that I can dance in that won't slide off my butt. Let me just say that dancing and having to hold my jeans up was not a very comfortable thing to do last night. So now I'm off to go find me some jeans, I need my arse to look good, there's supposedly going to be actual cowboys at cowboy country this weekend! ;)