Whoa! in QUOTIDIEN

This is my favorite, all-time sound these days. Happens whenever I measure, step on a scale, or try on those pants I'd almost determined I'd not get into ever again.

If today is the 10th (isn't it?), I have been gluten free for 41 days. I have lost a total of 17.2 lbs, and have lost 15" since I began measuring on January 29th.

I am fitting well in my size 16s...and those clearly vanity sized 14s without any muffin top. At least not in the morning. LOL

We have now moved from asking if I've changed my hair to commenting on my eyes and 'glowingness'. The latter is funny because there is this guy at my church who is selling these day and night creams (at the low, low price of one arm, and a still wet newborn). I tried the product about a month ago, so unless there has been some delayed reaction, I'm going to say it's the lack of circles under my eyes, and my facial structure has re-emerged.

I'm feeling much better than I have in quite some time - energetic, and encouraged!

On a sadder note, I was washing my hands yesterday, shook my hands in the sink, and my wedding ring flew off. I have priced having it sized and we're talking at least $100 because of the type of setting. So, I'm wearing a different ring temporarily until construction picks up again.

And on an aggravating note: my sister, who has been recording moderate contractions ever 10 minutes since Friday, is not even dilated, yet! I'm starting to believe this is all just a really bad case of gas. Of course, if she ever produces an infant, we'll have to name her Flatulence...or Fart, for short.