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So there I am! Living it up in my 30-somethings with a ridiculously hot hubby, 3 seriously outgoing matter-of-fact smart beautiful kids, a cat named Roxii that just won't quit, 2 chihuahuas named Lokii (what was I thinking) and Brodii who don't understand the concept of pee outside.

I'm a strongly opinionated, outspoken, inappropriate and absolutely unapologetic chick going through this thing called life and trying to do it with my sanity intact. So far, this isn't working out so well!

Follow me as I confession myself straight to the LCBO. My rants, my way...you've been warned ;) Xo

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Day 1 of my H20

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Well I said I was going to make a note to post daily about these changes I'm making.

Today, so far as the water went, I drank a whole 15oz. Now for most of you you are probably thinking pfft that's it, but for those that know me that 15oz was hard.

Once upon a time I used to have to add something called chlorofresh to my water because I could not stand to drink it, to the point I would gag and throw up. I was told to try the chlorofresh and it worked and I was able to start getting some in.

So my goal tomorrow is more than 15oz. My goal for tomorrow is to also log my food just cause. Today wasn't too bad. I ate toaster strudels for breakfast because we were running late, for lunch I had an assorted sub that I only got through maybe three quarters of, and for dinner I had maybe a slice of pizza. Lots on my mind so I'm just having an off day.

Tomorrow will be better. Better is what I need.

I was looking back at my Isagenix days and the transformation of my body in 90 days and I just got so fucking depressed and feel really defeated by them. But I have to look at them. I need to say hey its possible again and then do something about it.

Baby steps. My fat ass is going to get there once again. 80lbs is a LOT of weight on little old me.

Night blogosphere.