My name is Shannon. Clearly, I'm Irish. Fortunately, the luck of my people - you know, the luck that inflicted potato famines, starvation, religious persecution and religious terrorism - rubbed off on me today in a decidedly good way.
I'm down 125 pounds. That means I only have 55 left to lose before I hit my goal weight. It also means I only have 41 left to lose before I'm back in the 100's again.
Woohoo!
Just can't eat any potatoes or drink any green beer like the rest of the amateurs...but I can wear a form-fitting green top and a smaller pair of jeans to my fiancee's band's show tonight.
These Irish Eyes are Smiling!
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