Thursday, April 21, 2011

Not a Tuma...

So, I was a day early in my pictorial debut of my porch garden. The pods on the one plant really did bloom and they're pretty, see?

"I'm not a tuma." (Hey plants can channel they're inner Arnold too)

And my dud watermelon seeds? Well this morning, when I was rearranging my plants for the morning sun, I found this!

So even my melons are growing! (yeah cuz that doesn't sound wrong) WOOT! I'm totally excited.

In totally unrelated news. I got a new workout top today. Isn't it super cute?

And do you notice it's a tank top? It's my first workout top that is. Mostly I workout in yoga pants and the baggiest shirts I can find to hide my fat and jiggles. Screw it. I've come a long way. I've lost over 100lbs. I'm proud of my jiggles because they jiggle much less than they jiggled before. I embrace my jiggles. Well, okay, I don't really go that far but I'm far less subconscious of them. Well, okay, you caught me. I'm trying to be less subconscious of them.


Angie said...

Do you, perhaps, mean that you're trying to be less self-conscious? Because I don't think you can consciously be subconscious. That's kinda the point.

*runs like hell*

Lisa Dovichi said...

LMAO!!! Yes, I totally meant self conscious. I AM DYING OVER HERE!!!

Now, should I go back and fix it and make you look silly? Or leave it as is and OWN it!!!!

(I haven't been getting a lot of sleep lately because of the Grumpybutt's ear infections)