This past Saturday, Cowboy’s old roomie (the one that is a girl) came over with her 5 month old baby. She's white and her baby daddy is black, all I can say, is this baby is the cutest ever. She is a mixed baby with blue eyes - it is so super cute.
This was her first time seeing Cowboy since he had been back from Iraq. Her immediate reaction to me was, “Look how hot he’s gotten!” Wha – huh?!
Let me back it up to a week before this incident when Cowboy was feeling down in the dumps and having huge body issues. He went on and on about how it really bothered him that he lost 23 pounds but not him or anyone could really tell. Twenty-three pounds is a lot but I’m not going to lie, I thought he could stand to lose it. Remember, all those fast food places we ate at right before he left? When he thought he’d never see the likes of McDonald’s again. Uhm hmm.
I was one of those people that could not tell just by looking at him, fully clothed. Naked – I could tell. His body was more ripped and defined. I likey. Cowboy had a huge moment and decided that pity day would be the first day he really bucked up and lost weight.
Then he started running with me and oddly enough, we both lost weight on vacation, I have no idea what that’s about. And I implanted my 4 months without fast food onto him and we’re both going to 2009 without McDonald’s (he had to draw the line somewhere). But let’s be clear: my boyfriend was not fat, he just had some oomph he could get rid of. With his body type and the way he carried himself, you’d think losing 23 pounds would make him look like Mary Kate Olson.
That’s just the thing about weight. I’m 126 pounds and so feel that I look like I’m still135 pounds because when I first learned I weighed 135 pounds (a very very long time ago) the friend that was with me witnessing this told me that her very skinny sister was also 135 pounds. Still, I thought it was a lot, no matter how it looked on me and got rid of it. I guess that’s how Cowboy was.
The night his ex-roomie came over and exclaimed his hotness, I was puzzled. Really? He didn’t look that much different to me right then and there fully clothed. Then she busted out her camera and showed us a picture of him, three days before he left. HOLY F.
My boyfriend is a piece of hot ass! The before Iraq picture was unbelievable. Cowboy and I stared at it for a good minute or two. I couldn’t believe that the chubby person in the frame was him. And I always have thought he was hot. No matter what.
Now? Now. He is a hot 100. (100 is the term I use for hotties) I need to desperately find a picture of me from four months ago. I wonder what the difference looks like before and after all this running, dieting and dancing have done to my physique. For now, I’m walking around with my hot boyfriend in tow.