Story time Sunday

Yeah, first day of Fall!

I woke up to two boys fighting over who's turn it was on the XBOX. @@  I knew that I didn't want to listen to that all day. I laid in bed trying to figure out what we could do today. An idea, then a phone call asking if it was OK and we were off.  

We went down to Tampa area to visit with my momma. We hadn't seen her in a long time and we figured it would be a great way to spend the day. We also figured we could hit Red Robin on the way home. YUMMMMM

My mom brought out a large box of pictures for me to look through. These were all pictures she had sent to her mom over the years that were mailed back to her when her mom passed on. I kept zeroing in on the ones of me that my mom had sent when I was in my teens. I remember back then thinking I was sooooo fat!!  I would have been about a size 10/12 then. I was studying my jaw line in the pictures and I couldn't believe how thin I was. The pictures stopped at 16 in which I can see that I started to gain a little there.  I was trying to think about it on the way home as far as why I would have gained then. The only thing I could think of was that I was working then so I was probably eating to much fast food. I had my own money then which we all know equals freedom to a teen. My first job was at a movie theater as well so unlimited popcorn (popped in coconut oil yummy) and unlimited cherry coke didn't help either. 

Odd thing is I remember myself as being fat pretty much my whole life. I know my mom has made comments to me before that I was not. I see now that I was overweight (short in sz. 12) but not obese which is what the word overweight mean't to me. I know that technically the weight I was at was obese classification but I never truly felt obese till I crossed that 190 lb mark. 

This picture below I would have been about 160-ish in. I couldn't tell you my exact weight because I never got on a scale. You can see I did a lovely 3 month stint at Wendy's in Collegeville PA. Wait? What? She was in PA? you might be thinking. Something you probably do not know about me. I am not sure if I ever mentioned it or not. I was in the Navy.  I joined the Navy to basically break free of a co-pendant relationship I had with my first ever boyfriend. (Who was a DB stringing me along while he had a new GF)

 I joined with the best of intentions and a ASVAB score that qualified me for Nuclear Navy.  I chose a different route and signed up for a 6 year term. Never made it out of boot camp. I left the week before battle stations. I was sick almost the entire time. Going from Miami, FL to Great Lakes, Illinois during Novemeber with snow on the ground was a shock to my system. I wasn't myself the entire time I was in there. I was a meek little mouse which is sooo not my style. One day when I was in medical for tendinitis the DR asked me if I wanted to be there. I started crying hysterically and I. could. not. stop. They sent me for lunch and by the time I came back I was still crying. They signed off on my discharge papers and I went to mommy's house in PA. I only stayed there for 3 months coming out of my shell shocked brain washing. I wanted to go back to FL and see the loser ex. (I could smack myself for that) All I knew was Miami and I wanted to go home something fierce. 

I went back- finally met someone new and broke off the unhealthy relationship with the ex. Was in a year relationship with him till it went down hill. Was single for a while then decided to up and move to Central FL as my brother lived up here. As you know I met hubby on AOL two weeks before I moved here and the rest is history. 

I was going to crop out my little brother but then I figured why bother.  He is 19 now so he looks a wee bit different. LOL  This picture is about 14 years old.