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Introduction Text I live in the trenches. Everyday it seem I just can't QUITE get my head above ground under the fire of high stress bullets, laundry grenades, weighty decision missiles, and friendly fire in the form of husband and children. To combat this depression landscape, I found that food could temporarily help me forget what was going on around me. The down side to this revelation was that the 'temporarily' became 'momentarily' and 'momentarily' gave birth to monthly trips to Goodwill to buy whole new wardrobes as the pounds packed on in the most undignified of manners. In a nutshell, the trenches SUCK. With that in mind, I'm picking up my weapon, un-admitting defeat, and heading into battle against not only that which has held me here for so long, but my new enemy, food addiction.

Small steps. My current goal is to be 150 or less by May 14th, in time for my sisters wedding.

1200 cal/day diet, exercise starting at 15 minutes a day and working up to 30 minutes.

I'm a 31 year old, stay at home mom, with 3 children (10-5-3), a small house that holds only one bathroom and no basement, and enough stress to kill an elephant.

I like pink.

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