There is a great (albeit sad) line in The Devil Wears Prada that goes a little something like this:
"I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight" (pardon my bastardizing of it...I am too sick/lazy to look up the actual quote)
Well, this week I am bringing out the truth of it. In the last 30 hours, I've lost 5 lbs. Me and the twinners are down with the stomach flu and it is a regular party in our house (*sarcasm*). Yesterday, it hit me first and then Doodle was close on my heels. My wonderful hubby, seeing how weak I was, graciously called in to tell them he was staying home to care for the babies so I could get better. A couple of hours later...Buggie got it too. He had his hands full with cleanup duty but I am soooo grateful he was here. I could hardly move all day yesterday.
Today, I have a headache, but I am mostly on the mend. The girlies were still sick overnight so I kept them home from the dayhome again. I'm hoping that by the end of the day, we'll all be as good as new.
and, as bad as it sounds, I'm hoping maybe some of that weight loss will stick :P