Micah's Update!

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Have you ever felt the need to put your arms out to your side, turn in circles and yell WEEEEE!!! Ok, recently? Today, I wanted to SOOOO bad! Some of you may remember a few weeks ago I decided to weigh in at the gym, just to see if my scale at home was off. And, BOY was it EVER! It had me well over 330. It was at that time that I waged a war with the ding dong scale. I swore I would never touch it again, if it was going to be so hateful. But, alas I could not stay away from it. I kept weighing in under 230 at home, and over that at the gym. Instead of being discouraged, I just took a step back, and started going with the scale at home. (I mean please, it had a better weight, who wants to deal with reality)

It has been about 3 or 4 week since I got on the scale at the gym. But, then it has been about 3 weeks since I have been at the gym consistently. I have had frigid cold temps, and sick kids, and no time to go the gym. So, today when I moseyed on into the lovely gym to do my work out, I thought I would tackle the dumb scale today. I'm not scared! So, on my way out, I put my stuff down, hopped on the scale.... and.....I almost passed out AGAIN! Only this time, I am proud to announce, the scale happened to be at 216.5!!!!!!! I skipped the 220's! If I could have done cartwheels with out seriously hurting myself (because when you are 30 or over, you just should not do them anymore) I so would have!

I am so excited!!!!

As for the jeans (you know, the fabulous size 18's that MrsFatAss sent me from the bloggerhood) that I like to strut around in, well they are still doing good! However, I can still wear them, and they are NOT falling off yet, which bums me out. I really would like to be in a smaller size once I send them on in a month. (can you believe that it has been a month already?)

But, I cannot be to upset, 19.5 pounds in a month.... not to shabby!

Sue's Got the 14's!

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Another update from Micah: the 18's!

Fatty has a good Christmas

My dearest comrades, (otherwise known as the bloggerhood jeans)
I come to you today, after about two weeks of family fun, food and craziness to tell you my fatty has lost 11 pounds. It is unheard of I know for a fatty to loose weight during the holiday season, but mine did!
Ok, so lets back up a bit, and I will tell you the adventures that I have been on in the last two weeks. After our trip to the 4th grade Christmas party, fatty had a much needed vacation at home with her two adorable little non-fatty kids. They had Christmas cheer at Church, where fatty wore me to dinner. And her little Christian buns owned that sanctuary! And yes, she showed it to her friends. (Please note tho, I might say she "owned it" but she did not strut or flaunt, because that is not like MY fatty, she is way to proper for that.) The week leading up to Christmas consisted of shopping for the little non -fattys with her fabulous "other half of we" a trip to her favorite Mexican Restaurant, PMS (which, despite a few much needed, get out of my way or I will hurt you trips to Sonic Happy Hour for a large Cherry Coke, was very uneventful as far as the high caloric, high fructose corn syrup cravings are concerned) and a trip in a blizzard to Kansas City,Missouri with the whole fatty clan. That was fun! She wore me out to a fun dinner with her clan for Christmas dinner, in a blizzard in which she walked for three blocks to a restaurant that was supposed to be open

but due to weather was not, and then back another two blocks to the place that she ended up eating (but only because it was the ONLY place crazy enough to be open). All was not lost though, it turned out to be a fun memory making trip, and the dinner was even good. She ate a spinach salad! And then walked back to the

and WORKED OUT! I was so proud of my fatty!
Then, the next week she wore me out for New Years Eve! Where again, she ate a spinach salad. She rocked the buns with her "other half of we" to hear her favorite local band of all time Bakerville.
Boy, what a fun couple of weeks this fatty and I have had together. My friends, I hope that you all have had an equally good time sporting your fatty's buns during this holiday season. Here's to a fabulous 2010!
Until next time my friends.
Size 18 jeans (not 16)

An update from Micah's Jeans.

Fatty wears me to a Christmas Party.

My fellow comrades,

Today my Fatty-bo-batty (or FBB for short) wore me out of the house for the first time since I arrived, and it was about stinkin time! Where did my FBB take me you ask? Out for a Sonic Happy Hour drink? Out to eat? Out for ice cream? Out to shop? Nope.... she took me to a fourth grade Christmas party. At first I was appalled. Why would I, fabulous jeans, you know, the ones that make her buns look squeezable and AWESOME want to go to a fourth grade party? I mean come on! Fourth graders have not had two kids. They could care less that I have to squeeze some full figured 5'10" 220 something pound FBB into my outstanding material. But, oh well.

I walked her fabulous buns into that class room, and followed every move she made. And, to top it all off, she did not even enjoy the buffet of high fructose corn syrup. (well, maybe just one little cookie). She did not drink a soda today, or eat wee little donuts. No sweet tea, chocolate candy, suckers, potato chips, dips or anything. I tell you what fellow bloggerhood jeans, my FBB kicked some major high fructose corn syrup butt today! I felt honored to make her buns look good!

Well, it is time for her to take me off now....she needs to put on her sweat pants and big baggy shirt, because she can't breath! I will write more the next time she decides to take me out. And I will try to get her to take a picture of me....and her buns! :)

Until then, good luck!

With love,

Bloggerhood size 16 jeans

Micah got the 16's!

Our darling Micah got the size 16 jeans from Sue! I'm super excited about her journey over the next two months, and I wish her a ton of luck in getting too skinny for the sixteens, baby!

Here's her blog post about the package. :)

~Jenn

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They are here!! Said jeans appeared in my mailbox on Monday, and it was so fun! I felt like a little kid seeing that package. I hurried inside and opened my package from Sue. She is so sweet! She put fun confetti in the package, and some candy canes (which if you saw the video, you know I don't have to feel bad for eating them). I took pictures...I just could not help myself.

So, now we get down to business. Can she fit into the size 16 jeans, as hoped. *** SIDE NOTE*** I really wanted to take some

pictures in the jeans out in Dewey so you all could see our cute little town, and so you could see all the fun thing that the jeans are getting to do... but it was REALLY cold when they got here, and I was not doing muffin top shots outside...so you get to see my bedroom instead! :) With promises to see fun places with me in the jeans!

Ok, so here goes (and I really can not believe that I took these pictures, and I really can not believe that I am SHOWING them online!

Ok...so there you go! They fit, but snug. I could wear them, but would really be comfortable after about day three when they are nice and stretched. But, I have incredible support here at home, and some really supportive friends, so FATTY BO BATTY BE GONE! Can't wait to see what happens after two months.

Good luck to all the other Bloggerhood sisters!

Star Crossed Pantsers...

It's time for me to send the size 14's off to Sue! Here's a little video for you guys, and I think it describes our relationship pretty perfectly. :)

Size 16 update from Frannie!

Hi all!

Sorry for the lack of updates lately. My great idea to get a second degree has been a major distraction now that the semester is coming to a close. Off the bat let me say, I’m a little embarrassed that I set my goal SO high and will definitely not be reaching it. Two pant sizes in two months is a LOFTY goal and I encourage any future pantsers to set their sights a little bit smaller. One size in two months is nothing to scoff at, and if you surpass it you will only be that much more excited. That’s a very small part of the reason I haven’t checked in lately (the much bigger part has to do with a 45-page paper, a 36-page paper, a 28-page paper, a couple of articles, lots of editing, two book transcriptions, not to mention quizzes and tests, all due in the last week).

Here’s the thing, though. I’m not getting so discouraged I’m quitting, and that alone is awesome for me. My results haven’t been what I hoped for, and I’ve had way more distractions and set-backs then I ever thought possible, and I’ve had to question my commitment and face the “What is wrong with me?” blues on more than one occasion, BUT I’m still plugging away. I’ve found a new trail near my house that my boyfriend and I have been riding our bikes on three days per week for at least an hour a day (my ass has not been very appreciative of this new hobby, or it would probably be more), and I’ve incorporated lifting weights into my game, along with some at-home cardio whenever I can fit it in. I’m trying really hard to not worry about the scale until my actual birthday, because a really badly-timed rough patch in there screwed me up, and looking at the scale reminds of that in a not-so-good kind of way. So I’ve just been focusing on how I feel instead, and that’s keeping me going. Today I feel great. Today I feel empowered. Today I feel really happy that I'm finally posting an update.

I figure I could get upset with myself for not making it, or I can be happy I tried, and be ecstatic that I've made some mental progress. And, I figure, with the semester almost out of the way, I can kick some major butt these last 10 days and see where I end up. Because that's so much classier than giving up. Right?

So at least I can say I’ll be finishing my journey in style. Srsly, working out like a rock star. And loving it.

Frannie - of Finding Frannie