One Month Down

Last Monday while picking up a few items from Safeway, this attractive fella approached me in the frozen food aisle armed with compliments and flattery. Normally, I'm not one to talk to men who approach me; well, mainly because the only men who tend to approach me fall into the dreaded "creeper" category. I'm the type of girl who tends to win over the more attractive humans with my wit and charm.

I digress.

So, Safeway dude asked me for my number and I obliged. Shockingly enough, he called me the following evening and a long ass conversation ensued, not really on my part though. He's a talker, and a bit of a yenta (shout out to my Jewish Brooklyn roots), and definitely an over-sharer. He told me things that definitely did not need to be told during the first conversation. Or ever. Yes, definitely ever. He also made mention of how much money he makes, on more than one occasion, which is so annoying. Sorry dude - I'm unimpressed by your money, so you'll have to try harder than that to impress me. We had a few more conversations during the week, and I wasn't left feeling any more excited about this guy, but I did want to spend time face to face with him to see if maybe there was something there.

There's not. He's a dull and lifeless freak of nature. And a bit of a liar. And never remembers anything I've told him. I'll be avoiding his phone calls from now on. RIP Safeway dude.

Why do my legs look freakishly shorter?

Saturday, September 14th was my official "One Month Surgiversary". Actually, that term really annoys me. Let's start over.

Saturday, September 14th was my official "One Month since my stomach was hacked into pieces and ripped from my body" (that sounds better, yes?) and I am down 30 pounds since my pre-op diet 6 weeks ago. It's kind of mind blowing to think that I've lost 30 pounds of lard in such a short amount of time. I've read of people losing over 40 pounds in their first month since their surgery date, but I have to admit I'm much more interested in losing at a slower and steady pace. I'm not in a big hurry. There is no finish line. I'm more concerned about having my skin hold up well while losing, than dropping 100 pounds in a matter of 6 months. I'll get there when I get there. My stall did seem to break though because my one month weigh in wasn't on my typical weekly Wednesday weigh in day and I lost 2 pounds in a matter of three days. I've also discovered my newfound love of turkey meatballs with a little bit o' ricotta and fresh homemade sauce. Omnomnom.

Starting weight: 273.4

Last weight in: 243.6

Height: 5'7"

Surgeon's goal: 180

Personal goal: 160