New Year, new…weight?

I’m wearing myself out with the New Year, new….(thing) theme.

So the brother’s getting married in August, and I’m determined not to be immortalized in photos in the shape I am now. Which is soft and fluffy.

I have 40 lbs that I’d like to lose before the end of July, which is when I imagine will be the last fitting of my bridescougar gown. Now that SOUNDS like a crazy goal, but at 2 lbs a week it’s pretty doable.

Last night I bought a new scale (the other one broke, most likely after the loooong drop down the trash chute) and this morning I joined Weight Watchers. I’m doing it the online way because I don’t do well with the meetings. They make me hungry.

Today I weigh 180.4 pounds. This shocks people, because the reaction I get is “You don’t LOOK 180.4 lbs.”

Well, of course I don’t. Here’s what 180 pounds looks like:

Okay, maybe 170.

…and I don’t look like that. When people say I don’t look like 180 lbs, I just tell them I have a very large spleen that carries the weight.

Anyway, here’s to a new beginning.