I like loosing weight. Really, I do. But I'm not thrilled, when my favorite clothes don't fit anymore.

Like this morning....I got up earlier than usual so we could go to the temple. Yup, we're back into the swing of temple going. Anyway...I put on this really cute suit that Joseph bought me last spring. It was on sale for a ridiculous price--it fit like a dream. I looked like a million bucks in it. So I put it on and the skirt fell off. No kidding. It stopped drifting down right about knee level.

I think it's nice enough to look into alterations. Especially, considering I've only worn it once. Once!

I am feeling pretty great not perfect but very good. I still have bad days but rarely nap anymore. I'm working hard on positive thoughts, which by the way are so much easier with better health. This good health thing is hard work--I'm in the kitchen a lot more than I used to be. Maybe I'll get more organized with the smoothie making and streamline the process. However it works out, I'll be glad to get back to a thin weight while not starving myself. But now I have to sew all new clothes.

I'm thinking about making a couple simple shirt waists like this. I made a really cute denim dress that is now too big that makes me look like I belong with a polygamist sect. I won't be wearing it much.