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.

2 comments:

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)