If The Jeans Fit…

Well heyyyyyy there, friends. How’s Friday going so far for ya?

For me…so far, so good. After a quick, easy 2.5 mile walk this morning after breakfast, I showered up and got ready to head out quick. I wasn’t super hungry but knew I wanted a snack, so I made a few ants on a log.


As a side note…my peanut butter consumption lately is out. of. control. Seriously. I can’t stop.

About an hour later, I realized I was hungrier than I thought and was lucky to find a random Luna bar lurking at the bottom of my purse.


It went quite nicely with the impulse purchase of iced coffee I made while out and about.


Random side note…I attempted the sock bun again today and realized as I got home that part of my sock was peeking out…sock bun fail.

So today I was actually off to the mall in search of some much needed new jeans.

With this whole HA diagnosis and making the decision to put on a few pounds, let’s just say that my regular bottoms have slowly become more and more…uncomfortable. The last I checked, I think I was up to about 10 pounds gained, so no wonder the ‘ol jeans are getting a little snug. Ughh…trying to squeeze into jeans…talk about the worst feeling ever, right?

Well, the first place I went to had a pair of beautiful Miss Me jeans that fit perfect…but I had a feeling the $99 price tag wasn’t going to go over well with the hubs, so I put ‘em on hold and continued looking around.

Much to my surprise, I ended up finding not one…not two…but FOUR new pairs of jeans at American Eagle, of all places. AND they were all on sale for $29.99 or less. Score!


Pretty sure the last time I shopped there was last February. Who knew?

So I really had no idea what to expect when it came to what sizes I’d have to buy, and as it turns out, three our of four of my new jeans are two sizes larger, and one pair is one size larger than my other jeans.

Meh. Not gonna lie…I’m really not too ecstatic about it, but it is what it is and it’s not really a surprise, so I’m okay with it. Besides…I cannot even begin to tell you how much better I feel in a pair of jeans that actually fits me. I don’t care what size they are.


Talk about a difference…I can breeeeathe.


When I first started this journey, I was really having a hard time accepting a lot of things. I didn’t want to have to put on weight, and I never, ever thought I’d be okay with that. Now, almost three months later, I’m finding that things are, in fact, getting a little bit easier.

Of course, I still have days where I get angry/mad/upset/frustrated, and yes, I most definitely have pity parties for myself. Jay has witnessed them on more than one occasion, and it ain’t pretty, my friends.

But I have so many great people in my life (especially friends who have also gone through it, like Shayla, Ashley, and Chelsey) who have all been such huge support systems for me. They all told me I’d feel better once I went out and bought some new jeans…

Turns out, they were right. I do feel a bit better today. Smile

Where Was I at 12:30am Last Night?

Well, I’d be willing to bet that you wouldn’t be able to guess where I was last night last at 12:30am.


Do I have your mind reeling yet?

Shortly after falling asleep on the couch during the encore performance of the MTV VMA’s, I was awaken by my phone alarm to remind me to get up and be out of the house by midnight.

To be here.


At the airport. And despite the fact that it was quickly approaching 1am, I was sooo darn excited becauuuuuse…


I was there to pick up the hubby. Open-mouthed smile

He’d been away for the last three days for work in Charleston, SC (we were hoping it would work out so I could join him, but flights were just too darn expensive). There was a brief time yesterday where we thought he was going to get stranded in Baltimore, but luckily the airline was able to re-route him to bring him back home to me.

Guess who didn’t wake up at 4am last night?

It’s crazy how that works, but not having Jay here at night always leaves me SO on edge. I hear every little sound possible and automatically assume that either someone is trying to break into the house or there’s zombies under the bed. I’m not even kidding.

Okay, maybe a little with the zombie part…

Nonetheless, hubby is back, I finally slept through the night (even if we didn’t get to bed until 2am), and I’m a happy camper!


I forgot to set an alarm last night, but luckily, I got a text wake up call from my lovely Sarah. Thanks, friend. Winking smile

I used that as my cue to get up, put on a pot of coffee, and make some breakfast.


We’ve got another peanut butter + pumpkin combo happenin’ today!


And it was delicious as ever.


Quick side note…if you happened to “attempt” to visit the blog last night anywhere around 1-3am, you may have noticed that things looked a bit wonky (it somehow reverted back to an old face of STSL). Since I was still up, I frantically emailed Ryan, my tech support guru.

I just have to go ahead and give him a quick shout out here…he literally responded to my email within two minutes and had things figured out within a couple of hours (somehow there was a bizarre plugin conflict…way over my head). I seriously cannot say enough good things about Ryan and his business, WPSiteCare. If you’re ever looking for some support for your site, I would 110% recommend him. He is flippin’ fantastic!

Happy Fridayyyyy everyone! Who has something fun going on this weekend? I know I do!