Fun With Fat

Hello readers and friends! It is Saturday here in Pensacola, Florida and I am having fun with fat. As you know, there is a fondness in my heart for my former fuller self pictures. I mean really, they can lift you up when you lose sight of your progress. And I wanted to share a few of them with you! This first one is Mardi Gras in 2008. Well before I had even thought about surgery. I am guessing I am a size 26 here and over 300 pounds. Probably very close to my heaviest. This one is from Home Depot...which by the way is where I met Tracey. I worked in Paint, and he worked in Electrical...and the rest is history! I know I have shared on here before that I came to Pensacola alone. I graduated from college and looked at a map and decided to move here. I had never been here and didn't know anyone! It was exciting and if I was a single gal, I would move again. There is something refreshing about new places, people, things and experiences. I was probably around 270 here? Maybe a little less. I lost about 40 pounds when I first met Tracey....and then gained almost 90!

This was just last January. We were in St. Louis bc we had to head back to Kansas for my grandpa's funeral and we took Tracey and my brothers girlfriend to the Arch. It was cooold. And I was well insulated! At my highest....327.

And this was a year ago. My parents had brought their boat down and it was chilly but I was going to get some sun! Gracious me!

And here are some more recent ones. This is me mashing some taters for Thanksgiving. Tracey bought me this cute apron because I make a mess when I create my masterpieces!

This is from last week at work. I love it when hair, make up and accesories all come together!

OoOH, and I have to share one last picture. It is "cold" down here in Pensacola for about 2 months. I donated my warm winter coat to charity a few months ago bc it was toooo big! And since then, I have been coatless. Seriously. Not even a thermal or fleece. So, Tracey bought me this "leather" jacket at Target yesterday to at least provide me with a little warmth. My pose here is called "the broke down ragdoll", and you are familiar with that term if you watch America's Next Top Model. I have also followed another rule of Tyra Banks modeling by "finding the light". I am also driving Tracey crazy bc whenever I have this jacket on, I have to do a catwalk down the runway...even if the runway is a parking lot, our front yard, etc. I've mastered taking the jacket off when I get to the end of said runway, flipping it over my shoulder, winking at the camera, and turning. I should get Tracey to video it! But for now...this is all I've gots!