SShhhhhhh!!!!!

Nobody... move...

155.

So, Al and I went pumpkin picking with Jenn and Brian yesterday. After some discussion it was discovered that, as children, Brian and Al never carved pumpkins. And Al has NEVER CARVED A PUMPKIN BEFORE. Oh the horror!!! I actually felt bad because we cheated with a face pattern out of a pumpkin carving magazine. Only Jenn would have something like that. What happened to just hacking away at the front of a hollowed pumpkin until you had something that resembeled a face?

I let Al pick the face, I hollowed the thing out (yea, pumpkin guts.) and then Al cut the face out. I have to say, he made a damn fine selection, and the pumpkin came out awsome. Very pleased with our Jack-o-lantern. We named him

Then we went to see Team America. HOLY CRAP was that funny!! I don't want to ruin it for anyone, just go see it and remember these two words:

"Matt Damon."

Two and a half more pounds! Dance of joy!! Dance of Joy!!!

Someone should really video tape me weighing myself. It's an exercise in insanity. I get on the doctor type scale in the gym locker room AFTER my shower, AFTER blowdrying the weight of water out of my hair, WITHOUT my shoes, wearing ONLY my bra and pants... I'd be naked if it weren't at this particular gym. Then I set the scale to two pounds heavier than I was at last weigh in.... slooooooooooowly I edge the marker back until it shows my new weight. I was so stunned by the new weight on Friday that I stood frozen to the scale, arms out in "nobody move I dropped a contact" pose for several seconds.

156 1/2.

So happy.