Declutter calender

I'm still here, still alive, the cleanse has not killed me.yet. As predicted, down 5 lbs....I know, I know, it is water weight and doesn't count. But, damn does it feel good to see 5 less lbs on the scale. I just got through day 3 and am trying to keep busy in hopes that will mask my hunger pangs. I keep thinking, I need to get rid of all the crap I have put in my body over the last 6 months and start fresh....that's what gets me through. I feel so much better already.

I have this little addiction called Pinterest....I get lost in all of the ideas and recipes and crafts and inspiration on there. I become consumed in projects....during nap times, but mainly nighttime into the early morning. My latest project is Madeline's 1st birthday, it is owl-themed, and I am putting together a massive amount of adorable ideas pieced together to form an hoot of a good time!

I also wanted to share THIS . A declutter calender? There is no one in this world that needs that more than me!/us...I should definitely say us...this whole family is a train wreck lately and I am going to get us back on track!

1st birthday invite spolier:

I'm ready to change

I woke up to the smell of "stinky soup" knowing that today is the day. It is the start of my cleanse that I had success with before called the Fat Smash Diet. It is not really a diet, but a healthy way of eating and the only way to start that new way of life is to cleanse your body of everything. I am still drinking coffee because it is the safest decision for everyone around me, but everything else that goes in my mouth is a fruit or veggie. Anyway, what is stinky soup you may ask? A tomato base, using V8 & crushed tomatoes with a splash of broth, and every kind of vegetable and bean you have available. I always add cabbage though because that's what makes it stinky...oh and crushed red pepper because if it's spicy, I love it.
I calculated my BMI this morning and I am considered overweight...surprise, surprise. But what really depressed me was seeing that I am .4 away from obesity and that is just sad and unacceptable. People say oh, you don't look it or oh, you're breastfeeding. And thanks for that everyone, but it is time for me to buckle down and take control of my weight. For one, I would definitely be nice and say that to you as well and for two, my boobs don't weigh 20 lbs each....I'm fat. There, I said it. And now I'm ready to change it. I should put my number down here. I should do it. That way it will drive me insane to know that people now just how far I have let myself go. I have never been this heavy....not even anywhere near it....it's a disgrace. 146. My heaviest used to be 130. I was not even this heavy when I first had Madeline.haha, you would think chasing this active little girl around would keep me fit, apparently not.
Cheer me on, don't tell me I'm not fat, believe me, I will appreciate encouragement more then false compliments.
One thing I can say, my husband thinks I'm beautiful and I am both thankful for that and not because it is kind of what has made me accept this. I love him for always putting a smile on my face and I also love that he diets with me....it makes it so much easier when someone else is there to share in your misery.hehe.