Worst dress fitting ever!

But not for the reason you'd think!  My seamstress, recommended to me by a friend after the boutique where I bought my dress went out of business, is awesome.  She's a peppy, down to earth lady who doesn't take any crap.  Good thing I didn't give her any.  

The wonderful fitting started with me putting my wedding dress on for the second time ever...and losing my earring.  It was a small diamond stud (that I wore to see how they looked with the dress).  The back of the earring was torn off and the earring flew somewhere in her room.  I spent the rest of the appointment looking for it while she kept telling me to keep still.

The problem with keeping still in her fitting room on a hot day led to me nearly passing out.  Although this is not a super common occurrence, it has happened enough that I recognize the symptoms and know that if I don't sit down I will blackout.  So I asked her if we could take a break.  

I then spent the next 20 minutes sitting in a chair, in my wedding dress, drinking ice water and downing jelly beans.  Needless to say, she told me that she wouldn't let me back in for alterations until I had seen a doctor to rule out anything.  This may seem like an extreme request to some, except that the last girl who passed out during a fitting with her found out shortly after that she had a serious heart condition that would affect her for life.  

So, in lieu of going to a doctor, I called my sister who is in medical school.  She diagnosed me with something that I can't remember.  The gist is that I have horrible blood circulation and when I stand still, blood doesn't get to my brain, which is why I never just pass out.  I always blackout before I eventually collapse.  Not being well-hydrated will only exasperate the problem.  So, maybe I'll have to put something on the wedding program that explains why I'll be shifting my weight and moving my feet around during the ceremony.  

On the bright side, the dress is already fitting me better.  I would not walk down the aisle at my current weight, but it is a definite improvement over what it looked like when I bought it.  Oh, and I eventually found my earring after crawling around on the floor and rubbing my hands all over the carpet, although it's back is gone forever (or at least living in her vacuum for the time being).  

So far so slow...

Well, it has been a really long time since I updated this.  Things have been crazy on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills and I just haven't been able to tear myself away. 

Seriously though, things have been crazy and I have been dieting.  Along with the dieting I have been losing weight.  I didn't even gain during the holidays, I didn't lose, but I definitely didn't gain.  I tried to only eat things that I thought were really worth it, loaded up on vegetables and stayed away from the dessert table as much as possible.  That said, I was far from perfect with my meal planning and the idea of picking up food was much more appealing than trying to cook it in my father's kitchen.  If you saw it, you would understand.  That and I was super lazy.   

The bad thing is that my exercise routine is far from regular and is usually few and far between.  Even though I am losing, I still think I could be losing much faster than I am, and I want results because my fat pants are getting old.  I miss my skinny jeans. 

So I can attack the problem two-fold: first by scheduling in workouts on days when I have the time to do so, which is at least five days a week, and secondly by keeping my apartment spotless, which will require me to be on my feet scrubbing, sweeping, and straightening up. 

We shall see.  So far it's been a slow process.  On the bright side, I have yet to tire of measuring my food.  It's just become second nature.  So now I just have to start kicking my butt in the gym.  Where is Bob Harper when you need him, I mean really?