Gotta love that Boy!

Noah is disappointed. He says that everyone (that's even me) is letting him down. How you ask? Well, he's been checking the blogs and not everyone has been updating as much as they used to. I don't know how I could be included, since I hardly ever contribute. He tells me, I should try to do better.
This is the boy that told me while I was trying to lose weight that he didn't know why I was trying so hard since he loved me just the way I was. I shared this thought at weight watchers. The man in charge thought that it was sweet but didn't want me to think about it too much. It brought to my memory that fact that I loved sitting next to my somewhat plump grandmother. I loved cuddling with her. She always made me feel so loved. Noah sits beside me and cuddles and I think he feels the same way I did. I promptly stopped losing weight and have almost gained it all back. It's nice being loved!!!
Well, since I lost my momentum for weight watchers and I really do want to be smaller, I saw this stuff called shakeology and decided to hope that the propaganda about it was correct. I now have a box and a half of that on my shelf and have been trying to drink one a day even though it's aftertaste is sometimes vile. I'm still hoping it will work wonders. He and Zane did tell me that they would do P90X with me, but the before pictures that you are suppose to take scare me almost as much as the exercise!
Noah asked me today, as I was looking at a site on the web about HCG, if I really thought the shakeology would work better than the "full bars" or the weight watchers had. I shrugged my shoulders and said that I hoped so. He shook his head and told me to just be happy with who I am--he is.
I LOVE THAT BOY!!!!