I like big butts and I cannot lie

Not much new here... my best friend visited this past weekend and was a great help with the baby; so I was able to answer a lot of e-mails and pay bills, etc. I have been focused on trying to loose the baby weight, especially b/c I want to fit into my wetsuits. I'm down 23 pounds... just 6 more to go. Unfortunately, I haven't lost any weight the last week. I have a feeling these 6 pounds aren't going to melt off... I'm actually going to have to work hard to get them gone for good. While I'm at it, I might as well try to loose the 10 I've gained over the past 4 years of marriage.

What is it with guys and dieting? Grant decided to go on a diet and has cut out beer and cookies and lost 6 pounds right away. And, he only drinks about 2-3 beers a week! How does that work? Once, Grant went on a diet and didn't tell me. I noticed that he was really thin and said something to him. He said, "oh, I've been on a diet for the past month." I hadn't even noticed! And, he hadn't said anything. That's the difference between men and women. When I'm on a diet everyone knows, especially my family since I force them to suffer through the chocolate withdrawals and strip the cupboard of all foods that they like so that I won't be tempted! :)

I'm on my surfing countdown. I'm really hoping to get out this weekend. My noserider isn't finished, but I've got my egg and 9 footer... I'll probably start back on the longboard and leave the egg for this summer, it's a fun board. People keep asking if I'm afraid of the shark attack. Of course I'm scared of sharks, but they are always there, whether we know it or not. you can't stop doing something you love because of fear. Anyway, for those scared of sharks, you have a greater chance of dying in a car accident on the way to the beach than getting bit by a shark. That being said, my heart goes out to the family of the man who died. He was the father of my brother, Casey's, good friend and i know his family is devastated.

Gotta run, Dylan is awake!

Pretty Fly for a White Guy

My poor baby is so white. I think he got Grant's Scottish/Irish coloring. I'm pretty white myself, but I tan before I burn while Grant either burns or gained 1,000 new freckles. I have to keep him out of the sun at all times. What is this going to do for his future in surfing?
Speaking of surfing, I ordered a new surfboard for myself and I'm hoping it will be finished by the time the doctor gives me the clearance to excercise on May 1. I'm so excited to go surfing again, but nervous to leave Dylan behind when I get in the water. I guess I'll have to get used to that considering I'll be back to work June 9. So far I haven't left him for more than 45 minutes when I went to the store one day when Grant was home.
Not much is new here. The days are flying by and I'm having fun with Dylan. He's growing up all ready and has gained so much weight. He's now my little pork chop!