Sabotage!

Ok now don't get me wrong, I've been eating like a pig in perpetual PMS mode, however, I knew that was coming.

Here's my thing...

My cousin is trying to lose weight. Or says she is trying. That she wants to. She wants a baby and thinks she needs to lose at minimum 40 lbs before her body becomes a less hostile environment. She has PCOS, her hubby had a reversal vasectomy, all kinds of fertility issues. Add being obese on her end, thyroid problems on his...it isn't a pretty picture.

Since I've gotten here I've almost felt like Jim gets defensive of Jenny because I've lost "so much" weight. He said they've tried EVERYTHING and nothing works. I said that maybe they didn't give it long enough...he said no, it's just that nothing works. Period.

Now, I've lived with these guys before. I know how they eat, what they eat, I get it. I was just like them once. They do not have good eating habits at all. Jim doesn't eat breakfast or lunch then pounds it back at dinner and through the night. Jenny swears Jim sabotages her, and you know what? He does. I've seen it. Now I know he just wants to make sure she's fed and happy, but she's thinking he's scared that if she gets all skinny she's going to leave him, because he doesn't think he deserves to be loved.

Either way, here are a few examples of sabotage.

Halloween's coming....I got here on the 8th...they've got three giant size bags of candy and a huge cauldron full as well already. Tell ya what, they'll have to get more before Halloween.

Jenny wanted a corndog for lunch, I wanted a couple tater tots, so Jim headed to the store to get the supplies and came back with that and tons more. Including two containers of donut holes....for breakfast. One is nearly gone.

He asked how many corn dogs we wanted...I said one, he brought me two. So of course I ate them. Then he brings out the tater tots and scooped me some, asked if I wanted more, I said no he'd given me way more than enough, so he tossed another scoop on. Yup. Cuz that's what I wanted right. I didn't finish them to say the least.

I'm sure I'm going home 30 lbs heavier. No really, cuz that's how Wisconsonites roll. Tell ya what, this won't be happening again.

I went to the gym yesterday with a girlfriend, after our hour workout we walked across the street to the bar. Yup. We're going to the gym tomorrow too.

Oi...I'm in trouble y'all. I'm going to need some major support when I get home because as easy as I KNOW it will be to get back to normal eating (I'm already greased out), I'm going to be way more hungry than normal.