10 February 2008

When you're sliding into first...

and your pants begin to burst, diarrhea, diarrhea. When you're heading into second and [i can't remember the words] diarrhea, diarrhea. When your sliding into third and you feel a juicy turd, diarrhea, diarrhea. When you're heading into home and your pants are full of foam diarrhea, diarrhea.

And if that makes you smirk you'll enjoy more here.

Carter has had diarrhea since Friday. I'm a little slow so I just switched him from milk to pedialyte today. He wouldn't eat anything today, not even cookies until he finally ate a piece of bread at dinner.


Anna tried on two flower girl dresses this weekend. That place was Cuh-razy with brides. No purchase yet. I want to try one more place called Ruffles and Britches but didn't think we should try that with Carter's diarrhea today (he stayed with papa yesterday when we went).


Goal Update

Friday and Saturday: 133 - YEA Pre-baby Carter weight
Goal: 125
Pounds Lost: 5
Pounds To Go: 8

Today I didn't weigh myself until I had already eaten two homemade cinnamon rolls (thank you sweetie, they were de-lish) - this recipe was 12 hours in the making but Alton made them look so irristible Kevin had to make them - so I'm not posting today's weight, ha.


Heidi said...

Yippee! 133!

Anonymous said...

And you need a disinfectant, diarrhea. .......