10% 10% 10% Yay! This morning, I hit my 10% goal! Yay! Exciting! That means (and yes, you can do the math now, I am just too self-conscious to put my actual weight but anyone can figure it out) I’ve lost 21.6 lbs! Yay! Am v. excited. Losing weight is fun. Tee hee!

This means I lost 3.6 lbs in a week. But I gained .8 lbs last week, which I think was fluid weight, so really it isn’t as dramatic as it sounds. I’m surprised WW didn’t yell at me but losing that much in one week. Who knows, I may gain next week to offset this loss. But I will do everything in my power (mwah, mwah, mwah!) to make sure that doesn’t happen. Don’t want to lose my 10% star, after all.

Last night, George and I bought a lawnmower, one of the manual reel-type mowers. We put it together last night (which only involved putting the handle on it) and then took it for a test mow. Our yard is completely dark, as we have no lights out there, so we couldn’t see what we had done, but this morning, I was pleased to note that the mower works perfectly. Yay! So today after work I’m going to tackle the whole yard.

Oh yeah, in other exciting news, I heard from my friend Debbie last night. She and her husband Mike (good friends of mine who live in Houston) are adopting a 5 year old girl from China. Her name is Fufu. If that isn’t the cutest name in the world, I don’t know what is. But they are going to change her name. I guess Fufu could be subject to teasing because of her name if they didn’t change it. But I shall always call her little rabbit Fufu. (Oh yeah, I guess that’s how kids in the schoolyard could be mean. I fear I will be “mean Aunt Pam” instead of “fun, crazy Aunt Pam.”) But she is very cute and I can’t wait to meet her. (Also I should mention here their 7 year old son, Christian, who I used to visit once a month when he was a baby. I wish I could still get away to visit them like that.)

Oh. My. God.

I wish I could explain how much this would’ve meant to me 15 years ago. I may have just keeled over, hyperventilating.

Anyone who knew the 14 year old (and 15-18 year old) me understands this. Wow.

And I sure would’ve taken singing lessons.

Today I am pleased because this morning I was at the low, low (why am I too chicken to say what it really is?) weight that I was at on Saturday morning. Keeping my fingers crossed that it’s still that low tomorrow morning for my weigh in. Kristina yelled at me, though, for obsessively weighing myself every morning. But I think it’s okay because I do realize that it fluctuates from day to day, and I really don’t let that get me down. (Okay, I lie. Maybe a bit. But still.) Maybe I will try to not weigh myself except on Wednesdays for the next few weeks.

Am also excited because George and I are going to Sears after work to buy a lawnmower, one of the manual reel-type old-fashionedy types. Yay! No more weedwhacking the lawn so it looks like a bad haircut. Smooooth manicured lawn, yeah! (I think I still may be a bit optimistic about the manicured part, but anything is better than a weedwhacked lawn.)