I have heard it said, that, like the "freshman 15," the newlywed 90 can be expected.
90 you say! Shocked I am sure, but that is the number of the combined weight gainage of the husband and the wife in the first two years.
I am just glad that Ian and I have not come, and will not come anywhere close to that. Especially since my sweet tooth is, is, is...
That's what it is. Epic. But, I know that my cravings for all thing sweet and delicious are totally under control (despite what an observer might think.) Unfortunately, I have unleashed the beast in my husband and we have both been worried that it would reverse the massive weight loss he achieved 4-5 years ago. Have I not told you about that?
70 pounds. As a senior in high school. That is how much he dropped, 70 pounds. He's my hero, and I am so glad I have him around to help make healthy meal choices and to encourage me not make bad eating choices. Lucky, lucky me.
I mean it.
Our good friends, John and Staz, (you know, the crazy wedding in Rhode Island, read HERE to refresh your memory,) told us something very interesting.
John, the guy Ian roomed with in Jordan and then spent a ton of time with in his senior year, who is also about the same size (at the time of his wedding in August- 6 foot 3, 175 lbs,) informed us that he has put on 55 lbs. In just 4 months!
I was shocked.
And then a little worried for them.
But overall, I am glad to know that we are doing the right thing and that six months later (That's right people, it has been over 6 months of marital bliss,) we are healthy and making smart choices.
It is oh so sweet.
And so is the fudgy brownies and cherry vanilla ice cream that we just had for dessert.