Oh Fuuuuudge!

Yep, I’m still here!  It’s been far, far too long since a post.

I’d love to say that I moved down here and maintained my life as a good girl. Ok, let me rephrase that… I’m sure my family and friends are laughing hysterically at having referred to myself as good…Take Two: I’d love to say that I moved down here and maintained my healthy lifestyle…healthy eating…weight loss.

But I am embarrassed to say that I have not. This, my friends, is my unfortunate weigh-in:


Yep. You read that right. 171.2….Cue the R-rated, 4-letter word rant. Cue the mother of all bad words…the F-dash-dash-dash word.


I can’t be completely shocked at the disastrous turn in my success.  I have eaten my weight in plantains and cheeseburgers (no bun of course).  And eating out all the time is becoming the death of me!  It’s killing my waistline and my wallet right now.

Must. Plan. Better!!!! I know the drill…just need to stick to it.

I’m still in a size 10. I’ve still lost a redonkulous amount of weight since I started this whole thing. I honestly shouldn’t fret THAT much over 7 pounds in 6 weeks, but I am nonetheless.  I keep having these horrific nightmares that I wake up and I’m fat Hannah again. Miserable, sad, un-engaged Hannah. (More on that in a minute! 🙂 )

I imagine my fat suit walking back in the door at night…professing its love for me and telling me how much it missed me and climbing right back on. (Not sure if you’ve ever seen ‘Ghost Dad’ with Bill Cosby…but similar to the scene where he gets back in his body.)

I don’t want that to happen…I CANNOT let that happen. I worked far too hard to give all this up now.  Besides…I have a particular garment I’ve got to get in sometime soon…

Here comes the bride!! I am indeed engaged!


The proposal was straight from a box-office movie.  Unobstructed view of the sunset in Key West…my dream ring…my dream man. I could not be more grateful for the blessings in my life.

The proposal location!

The seven pounds I found may have been my heart growing three times its size. I am over the moon!!

Single ladies of the world, go ahead and shut it down. I got the prize…the most perfect…the greatest man on the planet. Anyone else is second best.

He is incredible…he is gentle…he is everything (and I seriously mean everything) I’ve dreamed of and prayed for. I found my fairytale. I found my Poppy Doc. (I have always said I wanted a love like that between my grandparents.)

He is the most handsome man I have ever seen.

He loves me for who I am. He loves me for what I was before I knew him. He loves me for what I want to be with him.

He inspires me…he motivates me…he is my ultimate happiness.

His children are awesome as well and I never, ever in a million years expected a happiness like this.

Yes, love struck the second time around for me. Maybe it’s because I am slightly older, and I know what I want and what I don’t want. Maybe it’s because I am finally ready to share my life with someone, to be settled, to have fun, to truly appreciate someone for who they are and what they are. Whatever the reason, I am learning to take each glorious day as it comes, and I cherish each moment I have with him.

Who cares when you find it, if you are divorced, if you’ve never been in a serious relationship or if you are always seemingly single? It doesn’t matter when…it doesn’t matter how. When you find it, you find it.  No matter how unconventional some might find our love to be, it’s what has made me whole. No matter how fast this might have appeared to some, it has lifted me to a place of absolute completion. I have found my better half. The half that was made for me and me for him. As cliche as this phrase is, it’s absolutely true: “When you know, you know.”


The girl that was the poster child for ‘How To Get Divorced By 28’ is now the spokesperson for ‘How To Find Your Soul Mate By 30’.

So, to the extra 7 pounds I’ve acquired: You’re in for a rude awakening.

To the white dress in my future: You’re going to show me supermodel status.

To my dreams: Thank you for becoming a reality.

To those that hurt me in the past: I win.

To my heart:  It was worth it.

“When the world says, ‘Give up,’ Hope whispers, ‘Try it one more time.’”
~Author Unknown