OOOOOOH JOY

I mentioned this before- but here is a another visual image for ya-
I left 8th grade skinny, and THIS here was my first day of 9th grade. My mom had to always take picture of us on our first day, in our new outfits all excited to go back. This year I was a little less thrilled. Looks like I should have been going to fat camp :) haha.

Bright and Sun-shiny Days

I had on the best of the best. {At least at the time.} Shade Sunscreen. It had UVA and UVB protection. uncommon on the sunscreen shelf 10 years ago. And it was about $9 for a little bottle. But I had to have it. On this particular night I was wearing it.
It was the evening, probably a 7-8 o'clock baseball game for my brother. We were at the baseball fields by the city pool....back right one. The sun was setting beautifully, the heat was dying down. It felt beautiful. EXCEPT- I was exceptionally sensitive to sun. My mom urged me to go sit in the shade, of course I moaned, said it was unnecessary, but in the end I could feel the bridge of my nose burning, so I moved my little chair over.

7 o'clock at night

SHADE sunscreen on (45spf with UVA and UVB protection)

a Hat on

sitting in the shade


I blistered like crazy. I was so surprised. So surprised.

Oh my Fattness....

If the scanner worked better....the pictures you would be bombarded with! going from a whopping 120ish to 150+ here is the proof that I was supa fat. I finally lost all the weight after my first baby. (ironic huh, usually when women get fat I get skinny) I did loose most of the moon face after going off the steroids, but still had chubby cheeks, shoulder fat and a belly all through high school. I tried to diet and exercise the whole time- but still could burn off the steroid. oh well- thankfully people do look past looks and loved me! guys still asked me out and girls were my bestest buds. What life would have been like with out them I don't know! i even had a courageous friend (Emily) promise to shave her hair if my fell out. They still makes me tear to think.....

This is my 8th grade picture - above....

and below...my ninth. the summer inbetween is when it all started as you can tell.
I walked into RSJH for regsitration and Heather, Tim and ____ some girl....so cute, skinny, cheerleader you get the idea were sitting there. and just STARED. I was walking with Aubrey and one of my brothers. I just kept thinking..."ok STOP STARING, stop, stop ,stop, I know I'm different and obviously not trying out for the volleyball team this year." And from then on- no one really talked to me cause they all kind of knew and felt sorry... like of like when someone dies- you have no idea what to say to the grieving. Well that was 9th grade. suddenly I dropped from having popular friends (totally not popular though) to having REAL friends.