It Won't Die

A few years ago we bought Boo a board game - called something about the Fishing Hole. The whole idea is that little fish with magnets in them "swim" all over the board "pond" and you have to catch them with your little plastic fishing rod. Cute idea, except that it BLARES a totally irritating tune while you fish. I don't know the name of the song, but I remember that it had words like "Bing Bang Walla Walla..." something. To turn the game (and the song) on, you have to push a little turtle that sits on top of the pond. If you bump the box while the game is inside, the song comes on. If you close the closet door too hard, the song comes on. If you look at the box wrong, the song comes on. I have come to despise this game, because when we're asleep at night, it mysteriously comes on. When we've left the house and then come home, it mysteriously has come on. It naturally follows that this is my kids' FAVORITE game, and they beg for it.

I must confess. I couldn't take the blaring song anymore, and I put the game out in the garage, concealed in a garbage bag, with explicit instructions to DH for him to put it in the trash can before the kids realized what I did. It's been out in the trash can for at least 3 days now, and the trash can sits outside of the house, behind the gate to the backyard. Today the kids and I got home from some errands, pulled into the garage, and I thought I heard music. All of our neighbors are fairly quiet people, so I just assumed that someone had a car radio on. But by the time I removed a child from carseat #2, I cringed.

Yes, the song from the devil himself was playing...in OUR TRASH CAN, with the lid down, and I could hear it so clearly in the garage that I could've hummed along. The stupid game will not go away!!!!! Thankfully none of the kids heard the song or realized that I ran to the trash can to dig (yes, dig) through the trash to smash the game box with my fist to turn it off. Unbelievable. The trash man comes tomorrow. I will have to check myself into some kind of psychiatric hospital if that game is still in the trash can after the trash guy comes.

Today marks 2 months on the SBD (AKA starving oneself and not eating anything that tastes good). I hit 31 pounds gone, which is great for 2 months. I still have 19 pounds to go before I'll put a bathing suit on. I realized today that I have lost as much as Bubby weighs. Weird to think that that much has come off my body, and yet my clothes still aren't falling off. My goal is to lose 24 more before the baby's first birthday in May. And after May, I've got about six more months to go before our 10th anniversary and DH still thinks we're going to an island to celebrate (I voted for a cruise, but apparently my vote doesn't count!). Either way, in those six months I have to lose another 40 - 50, and then I'll be happy. Well, happy for me...even if other people still don't think I'm model material : ).