March 9th, 2010 by Kateastrophe

It’s been pretty busy up in the Murphy household (you heard me.  Up. In. The.).  Matt has been working up a storm, I’ve been working out a storm, a phrase which I realize makes absolutely NO sense but I’m using it anyway, and I’ve been keeping myself pretty busy with “social engagements.”  I had an (AWESOME) baby shower for a friend a few weeks ago, then a night out with the girls to bid farewell to a friend who was moving and then another friend who moved away last year is coming into town and we’re having an honest to goodness fancy tea party!  I cant’ wait.

I also have a new calling at church.  For those of you unfamiliar with the LDS religion, each of us is given a calling or “assignment” within the congregation.  Some are leadership positions, some are teaching positions and there’s a bunch of other stuff to do as well.  My new calling is Compassionate Service Leader, which means that I am in charge of making sure that anyone who needs a little extra help gets it.  This usally comes in the form of meals when there’s a sick parent or a new baby.  I’ve been helping out with this for the last couple of years but my partner in crime moved (mad at you Whitney!) and they put me in charge.  My first DAY on the “job” we had a new baby and a mother who had surgery.  Now, it’s not my job to provide all the meals, but I do need to coordinate them, so I had six meals ahead of me.  Luckily, the ladies I go to church with are amazing and it only took me a couple of days to get the whole thing figured out, but it’s a wee bit stressful to know that someone is relying on you for help.  Hopefully we can space out the injuries, surgeries and babies around here.  I hope the ladies are listening . . .

In other news, I’ve had a stalled week on the diet and am sort of stuck at 16.5 lbs down.  I’m not too discouraged, my body had to plateau SOMETIME.  However, the joy I expressed a few weeks ago at all the “amazing” food has faded and now I hate everything healthy and I just want to sit down with an entire (GIANT) pot of Kraft macaroni and cheese and drown myself in carbs and fat.  I’m not joking at all.  I added an extra three weeks to the original timeline and I might be regretting that decision, but I’m trying very hard to stick to it.  Last week I was in the bathroom washing my hands and I noticed that my favorite work pants looked HORRID on me because they gave me saggy dumpy butt.  I had mixed emotions because, hello, favorite pants — purchased for the amazing price of $2 — but hello, excitement that they were so baggy!   I am not allowing myself to clothes shop until I’ve been able to lose another ten pounds and maintain it for a little while.   This means there will be many saggy butt sightings in the next couple of months.  Thank goodness I kept a bunch of my “someday when I’m skinny again” clothes.  They’re FINALLY starting to come in handy.

On top of saggy but, people are finally starting to notice the weight loss.  I’m 5′8″ which is a blessing when I gain weight because 30lbs on me looks like a lot less than on, say a 5′2″ frame, but it’s a curse because when I lose ten pounds, nobody notices.  My saddle bags are slowly diminishing, the arms look skinnier and my face, thanks to the genes from my Mother, is startng to look a little gaunt.  Again, another blessing/curse.  I don’t ever get fat face, but when I lose weight, I start to resemble a concentration camp victim.  Fun times!

My husband has of course lost about as much weight as I have without any effort.  The a-hole.  If he keeps doing this, he’ll be skinny but dead, so I suggested last night that he start eating high fat so I can feel a little better about my sacrifice and he can keep his life.  It just seemed fair.

So there you have it.  My life in a nutshell.  Wheeee!