Do You Believe in Magic?

So, do you?

Believe in magic?

Because right now I need to...I want to...

And I pray that Coach Dimples is a wizard because he is going to need a magic wand to undo what I did tonight.

I ate pizza...

3 slices...

3 large slices...

cheese...

ARGH!

I've been doing so so so good...but tonight I gave into the the cheesey goodness of Fuzzy's pizza. The lava-like cheese almost burned my mouth...too bad it didn't because maybe I would have stopped.

I know what my mistake was (other than saying "no" to going to Fuzzy's)...I should have ordered a salad first and filled up on that.

2 slices arent' exactly behaving but 3 is going overboard and I feel kinda sick from it.

I will confess my sin to Coach when he trains me tomorrow...it will make him push me just that much further and harder...I feel several runs up the hill as punishment.

What is surprising to me is how GUILTY I feel about it. Not guilty towards my trainer...he doesn't really care what I eat because HE'S not eating it, but he is trying to help me stay on the right course so he makes me log my meals.

No, the guilt is that I let myself down.

I let myself get carried away by food when I knew I should have stopped at 2 and I knew that the 3rd piece was going overboard and I didn't really need it.

A year ago I would have had 4 pieces so I guess I should console myself with that.

And I had done so good...no popcorn at the movies, only half of my bun with my brisket sandwich at lunch...a brisket sandwich that was made with only lean cuts of the brisket, none of the fatty stuff...and cole slaw, not potato salad...and fruit as my snack....

And today I was feeling "thinner"...not "skinny" but "thinner".

The Cutest Boy in the World looked at me before we left for lunch and said:
"Who are you and what have you done with my mom?"

Wow do I love that son of mine...

I mean, I still have a belly and thunder thighs but they are way smaller than they were this time last year.

We went to see the new Harry Potter movie tonight. It was a great adaptation of the book and I really enjoyed it.

But the BEST part of the movie was not even in the movie...it was when I sat in my seat...and I wasn't squeezed in. My thighs didn't hit the sides of the chair. I didn't need/want to raise the armrest to make more room. I FIT in the chair.

I FIT IN THE CHAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boy was that a great feeling...

And the movie itself was great. I love the Harry Potter movies. They are magical!

I used to want to be a witch...not a bad witch, but more like "Samantha" in "Bewitched". Just to twitch my nose and make something wonderful happen.

Or to have a magic wand that I could wave and make things happen...just like Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

Did I tell you I was Bellatrix LeStrange (a Harry Potter character---a real bad witch) for Halloween at GOTT and GOTTESS' party? GOTT was Lucius Malfoy---he looked just like him. It was an awesome party and I liked the fact that I got to look completely different.

I wore my old witch dress---it is 10 years old and I was pretty excited to get back into it.

But the hair was the hard part...because Bellatrix has wild, curly black hair.

And I hate wigs...

I mean, I really really really hate wigs...

So I sprayed my hair with black hair color...

Everyone was terrified it wouldn't come out.

I almost left it in for church the next morning, but it felt too nasty to go to bed with it so I washed it out when I got home. 3 shampoos later, it was out and I was back to blonde.

GOTT and GOTTESS were pretty happy to see that I was blonde again when I got to church the next morning. My friend Coach Cuteness saw the black hair at the party so he was surprised when I walked in with blonde, not purple or black, hair the next day.

I don't have a photo...but it was pretty awesome...and scary...

I'll not be doing that again!

The hair part, not the witch part...

Because, after all, I am a witch...sometimes...at least my children will tell you so...

So, do you believe in magic?

Because we all have magic in us...and we don't need magic wands to do it. We don't need pixie dust. We don't need spells, charms, or enchantments.

We make magic every day...

Because it is magic when you can make a child smile...

And it is magic when someone says "I love you"...

Magic happens when we do something for someone else for no reason other than to help...

Teachers make magic happen in the classroom when they get their students excited about learning...

Magic happens on the stage everytime children sing or dance or act...same with adults singing, acting, dancing...

And it is magic when we give our hearts...

But sometimes we need a little help to make magic happen...and I'm going to need some magical help from my trainer.

So I hope that Dimples is a wizard, because the pizza damaage is pretty extensive and right now I want to lose weight, not maintain...and he is bound and determined to help me do it.

So hopefully tomorrow he can look at me and say:

"Expeliamus!!!"

and make it go away...

Otherwise, I predict a lot of running up that damn hill...

Thank goodness he does it with me...or I might have to find my magic wand and say "Expeliamus" to him...and I would hate to do that...

Inspiration Song: "Do You Believe In Magic?" by The Lovin' Spoonful...because it is so fun and just one of the many songs with the word "magic" in it on my iPod...but this was the most appropriate...

So, do you believe in magic?

Bye darlings...