Awwww....

I finally went to see my brother yesterday. A little background here. I'm 13 years older than he is, and we never really got along too well. I thought he was a punk. He thought I was stuffy. We were both right. However, during his last year of high school, we both changed a LOT. I started to find myself again, and he straightened up his attitude (for the most part). We started talking, and we realized that we really liked each other. Underneath all that punkness, he really is a sweetheart...and he now knows that I am far from stuffy.

Anyways, he has been my biggest cheerleader during my whole weight loss journey. In fact, he was probably my biggest cheerleader before that. He's always told me that I am so cute and blah blah blah. I've always pretty much set my weight loss goals around the times that I would be seeing him, and for some reason, this plan really worked. I met every single one of my goals along the way. When he saw me at Christmas, he was in awe and told me I looked hot. Ok, this might sound creepy coming from my brother and all, but I really needed this. I was in my 30's with 4 kids, and I was feeling old and ick. He's helped to change around my attitude and see that I am young and cute and all that.

So, yesterday...I saw him for the first time since Christmas break. I have lost somewhere between 20 - 25 lbs since then. Let me set the scene. JK...

He was talking on the phone when I got there, and he told the other person that I had just gotten there and that I was looking absolutely beautiful. Now, you gotta think back to your high school years for the next part...

He said: Man, I wanna take her to the mall with me.

AWWWWWWWWwwwwwww.......

My 19 yr old brother wants to show me off at the mall. Creepy? maybe...but I think it's so sweet and adorable.

I know I was looking good yesterday, because this car full of young guys were winking at me and blowing me kisses. HI-larious. Me and my minivan full of kids. I just laughed and rolled my eyes. kids. Ok, I'll admit I'm blushing thinking about it.

I must be putting out vibes or something, because there was a lot more of that kind of stuff going on today. I don't think it's related to my weight necessarily, but I am feeling really good right now. OH. I have never worn a spaghetti strap top out before, because I'm totally embarrassed of my arms and shoulders. Today, I wore a cute red top with skinny straps. It must not look as bad as I've envisioned?

OH...another way cool thing. I was hanging out with a couple of my sisters last night, and we were trying on each others' clothes. Mary actually gave me a couple pairs of pants that were a little too big for her. Plus, they were "S". She didn't realize that stood for Short. They fit me quite nicely.

After 5 years of being completely way huger than my sisters...you can only imagine how good that felt to be able to do a clothes swap. Mary wanted me to try on a couple of her skirts. I almost didn't, because I think shorter skirts look awful on me. I think the running is paying off big time, because they looked so cute. I canNOT wait to go buy a couple of cute little skirts. By little, I mean bottom of the knee. You probably don't know that the skirts I've worn in the past usually go almost to my ankle.

Finally, my youngest brother, Ben, told me today that I am skinny. I know this is not exactly true, but it still feels good to hear it. Ben is one of those kids that really isn't capable of giving a false compliment, so I know he meant it.

Ok, now I'm going to hang out on the deck with my husband and get my drink on. Good night...