It'd be easier to see if I was naked.

  Before / / After

I gotta tell ya, looking at those before and after pictures doesn't really show much, in my opinion. I mean, I guess my belly looks smaller? But I promise that when I'm nakey, I can definitely feel and see a difference! I mean, with SEVEN pounds lost, I would imagine so! Less jiggle in those places that shouldn't jiggle, know what I'm sayin'?

But yes, ladies and gentlemen (are there even any gentlemen reading this?), I have officially concluded my DietBet! Done-zo. Adios excess poundage! They're still verifying all of the player's weigh-ins, so I'm not exactly sure what my final payout is, but better believe I'm hoping everyone else FAILED so I can win the $12,400. Just kidding. Actually, no I'm not.

And YES, I AM planning to keep this weight off and continue to eat right (90% of the time) and exercise. In fact, I had every intention of going to kickboxing tonight. But, then of course, a celebratory dinner was brought up and I high-kicked (see what I did there?) those plans outta here! 

Work outs will resume tomorrow. Promise.

Anyway, how was your weekend? Mine was good. Very relaxing. 

Nothing to report....Yet.

Some of you thought I got married after I posted this picture on my Instagram:

I just happened to mention that weddings here (here being San Francisco's City Hall) are supposed to be really pretty and then because of my ultra sneaky, mum's the word, post from Thursday, ya'll got quite suspicious.

Allow me to clarify again with this response: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. <-- That's me. Laughing in your face. Because the ridiculousness of that scenario is a hoot. First of all, don't you think if I was getting married, I would shout that from the roof top for all to hear?! And second of all, don't you know this man of mine whom we all call The Dizzle?! Let's just say he's not the most eager person in the world to tie the knot. He's, what you would say, enjoying this "courtship" of ours. Which hey, 2 years in, I'm more than happy with our situation and life together.

But sometimes, just sometimes, perhaps I show otherwise?

Like, for instance, last night, as I was laying on the bed, doing diddly squat with my iPad, he comes out of the bathroom and says, "Boo?"

"Yes?"

"I know I don't think about marriage all the time, but I just want to say I love you and I always want you in my life." (Don't they just say the darndest, heart-melting things sometimes?)

Anyway, you'd think I would reply with something equally sappy, right? But no, instead, somehow this pops out of my mouth:

"You know what they say. 'If you like it then you better put a ring on it.'"

I really know how to work the mood, eh?

It's okay, he laughed. We hugged. It was wonderful. 

Then we watched Breaking Bad. 

Which was equally as wonderful.

The End.

Happy Monday.

xoxo