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Someone once asked me why it seemed like all military wives were overweight, my response was a little shocked.  I told them that all the women I knew were in great shape (still true)! Well, after a few trips to the commissary lately (and I myself 30lbs heavier than I would like to be, and most likely *gasp* considered overweight) I have come to the conclusion that there are no more overweight wives than average in our glutenous over indulging country. That being said, as I type this I am eating away my loneliness by murdering some powdered donettes (yeah that's not a typo, they are the hostess kind). *Shameful I know, but acknowledging there is a problem is the first step to change. * All of us have our way to deal with separation,  always coming second,  having to fill all roles in running a household and raising children. Mine apparently is eating. Bummer. Exercising is not a problem for me, Andrew and I (and by Andrew I mean I pushed him in his awesome BOB {thanks mom and dad!}) ran 5 1/2 miles today.  My problem is eating when I'm bored, sad, lonely etc. which feels like a lot of the time lately. Anybody know Jillian, because I could use some hardcore butt kicking.

Seriously though, I need an intervention; if you love me you will come to my house when I am not home, gather in my living room and wait to ambush me when I unsuspectingly return home from a trip to Target for some Resees Eggs (because we all know they are better than the cups!). You will then proceed to tell me how I am letting myself go and need to change my life before it kills me! And in doing this; safe my life.

I wish I could blame all of this extra baggage on my sweet innocent baby love, but I can not. All of the damage he did was gone by his 8 week mark. The rest was all my own.

Man, the truth really hurts.

I am hoping by being totally honest with myself it will help me make better choices. And by better choices I mean impulse control. Something that I struggle with in all areas of my life, not just the kitchen.

I'll leave my back door unlocked; you know, just in case.

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  1. Heather RoseMarch 13, 2012

    Haha this totally made me laugh. You're adorable.

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  2. lizardMarch 13, 2012

    oh, girl, don't even get me started on the peanut butter eggs!!

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  3. LindsayMarch 13, 2012

    I don't see you as overweight! Everything in moderation but yeah it's hard! That's why I love Kale chips... sounds gross? I actually LOVE them and I don't feel too guilt eating a ton because they're kind of low in calories and take a while to get through a box! I should send you some :)

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  4. AnonymousMarch 13, 2012

    I don't see you as overweight either! Madi was just telling me how awesome you looked at christmas! I agree with linz, it's okay to treat yourself every now and then. Just make sure to keep good stuff around too! :) Maybe your favorite fruits and veggies that you will actually eat. For me grapes are a huge treat (they are so pricey we don't get them very often). You are fine court! Don't be so hard on yourself! Love you!

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