No. 2 fav thing about Austin

This is the view from my front porch. Playscape, tennis, swings, basketball. And with the 60 degree average weather these days we still use it about everyday! The kids are loving it and I am having fun meeting all the moms in the 'hood.

My favorite thing about Texas...so far....

I...

L- Low fat

O- oven fresh

V- very quick

E- easy dinners

...these things... H.E.B. tortillas (short for Harry E. Butts) Yes, you know why the guy shortened that. Anyway, they press them out every day and they are soooo yummy. If you have ever had a fresh homemade tortillas you know what I'm talking about. I eat them constantly. Egg and Cheese Burritos for breakfast, Cheese and Bean for lunch, warm them alone for snacks, and I may add salsa and sour cream to make them "fancy burritos" for dinner. I bought bread when we moved here and now havent touched it! Seth doesn't seem to mind. He's trying to loose his F.U.P.A (see the chubby blog) from all those months of eating on the company and eating good if you know what I mean. Buts Burritos are No. 1 on my list of favorite things!

The Move Yall!

So I LOVE IT! There were a few normal snags once we got here. One of our lenders thought Seth was a independent salesmen and wouldn't fund our loan, we got a new lender and a lower rate to boot! Then we close, grab the keys and walk up to our new glorious front door..."Hallejie...yah" "Carry me over the threshold" I say to Seth. He frowns, but agrees. I jam the key in the front door. No movement. What! Ok calm down, try again. No movement. You've got to be kidding me. We just spent what and can't even get in? A few phone calls later and a long wait, we had keys and walked through the front door. Here we are. It's our home. A place that we will call our own. It looks like this....

Pretty huh? This will be our future office. I can't wait to do the "before and after" blog and hopefully it looks something like the HGTV's before and afters....well, step one. We bought our first washer and dryer. I'll call it my lil HE. We also bought new coach lights for the house, but we have no ladder so they remain in the box. Step Two was buy new appliances in our kitchen. I do have a before and after for that.... Step Three: New granite countertops

Step Four: Paint kitchen cabinets and downstairs walls

Step Five: Frame in office and put iron ballisters in stairs.

Step Six: Buy Furniture

Step Seven: Decorate!!!!

So I spend most my time looking at design ideas and at home depot.

What's you favorite color?

Am I doomed to being chubby the rest of my life?

So I have to admit...I have been chubby my entire life. Before you protest let me explain....as a baby, think rolls, cheeks that I still remember little old ladies coming up to me and squeezing. Must have made an impression since I remember is 25 years later. As I grew I may have gotten taller, but muscles have never pierced through my ever so thick layers. In H.S. there was a girl in my church and school that had guns(arms). Natural beautiful muscle tone. Her name was Michele Weaver. I don't think she even lifted, there was something on her genome GNCA that stood for "BUFF" I admit, that by my Sr. year of HS I was still chubby. My chubby peaked at 20, interestingly enough the peak of my "finding my eternal partner, really need a high self esteem-time of life" No luck with that-dang it. Couldn't put down the Twinkie. Got married-starved myself for 3 days straight before the wedding. Count them 1-2-3. Not even a carrot till the day of the wedding. My disclaimer- don't' try this at home girls. My honeymoon, I ate and ate and ate, plus flying makes me bloated...thus I had a F.U.P.A. (Fat upper pee-pee area) You know what I'm talking about girls. Oh, speaking of girls. That's the ONLY good thing about being chubby. The "girls like it" I liked it. Yes, I once had a nice large rack...but I was chubby. Then the most interesting thing happened. Pregnancy. Gained a fair amount of weight 35-40 poundaroos and then out comes this 7 pound baby. You read in magazines that the baby plus water and placenta equals about 15-20 pounds...they LIE!!! Post delivery I get on the scale and I had lost 10 pounds tops! But don't start to feel too sorry for me. I started nursing and nursing some more. Ryan was 20 pounds at 9 months old. So you can imagine what I looked like. I was now skinny FAT. You know the term. You are a shrunken version of your once flabby self only smaller. It may look like this.....

No real muscle tone, still have the skin and puffiness. I do appreciate that I can cover this up in cloths mostly and I like the skinny fat vs. the chubby fat version of myself. So this leads me to my quest..or question...could I ever be BUFF? Like athletic and muscly. Could muscles exists under my layer or layers of facist tissue and fat?

Could I look like this
No! I'm offended, ok maybe not too much, this is a picture of the reigning Ms. Fitness. So I'm not going to go crazy, but I have started this new class that makes me feel like rubber when I'm done. (That's good right?) And I am going to try to let my muscles shine, well at least SHOW. Am I going to show you a pre & post picture of myself in a bikini holding a newspaper...ummmm what ARE YOU CRAZY??? Just now that if I never talk about it again. I look more like the girl in the above picture and less of Ms. Fitness. Alas, I am grateful to have a healthy body that functions fueled mostly by flour tortillas and ghiradelli brownies, SORRY!!!