The true story about how love makes you fat.

Eight months ago I met Brian. He was a friend of a friend of a friend, and he made me laugh. Herein lies my problem.

When I am happy, giddy, in love, all of the above, I eat. I sit around and play video games. I chat on skype. I go out to dinner. I neglect my sleep. I snack after midnight. I gain 20lbs and before I know it, it's winter and my "warm pants" don't fit.

In tough economic times, its not wise to buy new clothes, when if one were to lose said 20lbs, one wouldn't have a problem anymore. Enter, this blog.

Now, I should mention this blog isn't really about me losing weight, or me hating food, or me even loving food too much. This is just simply a place for me to store information, pictures, progress, and experiences without losing it in the mess that has become my life. And if I come across an amazing restaurant, recipe, or magic pill, I'll be sure to add that too.

If you want to come along for the ride, hop on, and if you're just passing through, "Howdy." I will admit that I am not a writer, blogger, or anything else that someone doing this might be. I am just a girl with a New Years Resolution (omg another one?!?!) who wants to make a positive change. Do I think I'm fat? Sometimes, but don't we all? Do I want to look better? Of course. Will there be pie charts? You betcha!

Me, my Wii, and my camera. God help us all.