Honolulu City Lights...and other stuff...

So every year (well...for the last 25 anyways) the city of Honolulu has a parade and a ceremony where they light the Christmas tree and all that jazz. Kali and I decided we would go, and because the hubbs is deployed, we got free transportation...on a school bus.

Now, mind you, I have not been on a bus in uh...a good amount of years..I started driving the month after I turned the big 1-6. (LOL) But, from what I do remember, I HATED sharing a seat...even with a tiny person...because I was always stuck on the outside and my thighs would spill over into the aisle and I had to walk sideways through the aisle to get past the seats. Being fat and riding a bus sucks...we all know this.

Dreading this experience, especially with a bunch of kids (who we all know can be brutally honest and not mean it the way we take it) I tried to find EVERY way out of it...but Kali wasn't having that. =/

Walked onto the bus, Kali wanted to sit in the middle...and I was like..ok. I can do this. To my shock...I didn't really have to turn TOTALLY sideways to get through. I like to think that it is because of those 11 pesky pounds that I have lost so far. (And I am glad their lost, I hope they find a new home!) Kali sat on the inside, which stuck my in the aisle...now mind you..she is 5, but still...she likes to sprawl out and take up her share of room...HAPPILY I did not get any excuse me's or bumping into's...it was kinda nice...I guess 11 pounds is a difference?

The parade was nice...a family was kind enough to let Kali stand on one of their chairs so that she could see. I stood the whole hour and 45 mins. Pix didn't turn out so good...my camera is NOT made for night time..lol. Oh well though...We went for Kali...and she had fun.


And you gotta love mothers...don't you?

My mother calls me and says to me: "Nikki, how much weight have you lost?" I responded with, "I dunno between 9-11lbs...why?" Mother says: "Because in the pic you posted on your facebook, your face doesn't have such a fat bloated look to it anymore." Me: "Oh...well...thanks I guess..."

I think that ranks right up there with when my 5 year old step-daughter Kali came back from summer with her mother and asked me if I had been eating too much McDonalds (We had told her that McDonalds makes you fat, and that is why we don't eat it everyday at our house...because her mother LOVES fast food...and that is all Kali eats when she visits there.)

Well...this is all I got today...nothing too exciting. I have my appt with my provider tomorrow...I think this is behavioral health...we shall see how that goes...

xoxox,
Nikki