On being skinny

I've always equated being skinny with being miserable. Every time I've ever been what I would call skinny, something bad or unhealthy has been going on in my life to make me not eat.

For example, when I was in college, I was skinny, but that was mostly because I was a party girl (see pic of me below -- I'm the one on the right - don't make fun of the hair, it was 1995). Food is the last thing on the mind of a hung over party girl. When I lived in Kansas, I was also very skinny -- but that's because I was in Kansas (do I even need to explain myself?).

I'd like to try something new. I'd like to be thinner (I don't say skinny because that's such a bad word) but I want to be healthy about it. I'm suddenly in "motivation phase" and I am hoping to stay on track -- stop obsessing about food and start working out consistently again. I also want to be healthier for when I do get pregnant (hopefully soon). Currently, I weigh 125.5 pounds. I don't ever want to be THAT thin again, however I would be very happy to get down between 117 and 120.