A week late, but I am officially 30 pounds lighter since surgery. It's 20 shy of my original goal for 1 year out but since I went 4 months without follow up immediately after surgery, I'm giving myself until August 2 to lose those 20 pounds.
In other news, tomorrow I'm meeting "The Queen Bee". :-) I'm also going shopping for a new dress to wear to Hubster's graduation, which is just 3 weeks away. I'll be putting in my notice this upcoming week and May 18 will be my last day with this medical squadron. I'm working on transferring my license to Maryland, where we we will be headed at the start of June, as well as sending out resumes. Cross your fingers I can find something at the small clinic on the military installation we're headed to.
Also, I'll be leaving for B.O.O.B.s from Baltimore, so if anyone else is heading out from there and knows of any deals, please share. Not sure yet if I'm going to fly or drive (might have to drop the kiddos off at Grandma and Grandpa's along the way). Not to mention if you're in the Baltimore area and would like to get together, let me know, too!
Hope you all are having a great weekend!
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
One Year Later
Today it's been a year since I was banded. I have lost 34 pounds from my highest weight and 27 since the surgery day and I am still fat.
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| The "Jared Pic" -36 pounds. From a sz 20 to 16. |
Thursday, March 31, 2011
New Friends
I see I've gained a few new friends (followers). I just wanted to say thanks for following me and I'd like to return the favor. Just leave a comment with a link to your blog.
So it's the last day of March...going out a lamb?? Not here. It's been thunderstorms and rain for us...which makes great sleeping weather for this night shifter. :)
So it's the last day of March...going out a lamb?? Not here. It's been thunderstorms and rain for us...which makes great sleeping weather for this night shifter. :)
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Will Power vs. Lady Stress-A-Lot
Hi! My name is ~*D*~ and I am a stress eater. When I am stressed, I binge. Anything sweet or salty in my path will be put in my mouth, chewed and swallowed without thought, regardless of calorie count, lack of protein and carb overload.
Regardless of how hard Will Power tries to guard the gates of my mouth to refuse entry to those things listed above he is constantly defeated by Lady Stressed-A-Lot. Will Power wakes up every morning and marches me to my blender where I make a yummy tasting protein shake and tells me I will only drink water until morning snack when I will eat a stick of low fat string cheese, again followed by water until lunch time. But then that bitch, Lady Stressed-A-Lot comes around while I'm trying to do my daily tasks and prepare for our upcoming move. Once she makes an appearance all hope for Will Power is gone. She bashes him repeatedly over the head with things like brownies (big thick brownies with marshmallows and walnuts), Pringles, Swiss Cake Rolls and sometimes even boxes of Girl Scout cookies. Why is that bitch only likes sweet calorie laden chocolate shit? Why can't she be a flippin' vegetarian and force carrot sticks, broccoli and cauliflower down my throat?
I am aware I am stress eating and I am trying soooo hard to stand up with Will Power and make the right choices but I am Lady Stress-A-Lot's bitch. She controls me and she knows it. I want Will Power to win...I know I can't eat like this for the next two months...I can't even let it go on the next two weeks. But how do I stop her?
I'm fine at meal times. I'm eating the right portions and I am full. I am not hungry but I am still turning to food to comfort me. Maybe it's because hubby isn't ever here to see me, lack of physical friends, the fear of having even fewer physical friends in two months and seeing even less of hubby. Maybe it's dealing with the move, trying to find another job, helping the kids cope and doing it all alone. Sometimes it's just too hard to be everything to everyone and food is that friend I can always turn to. It's not going to tell me I'm not good enough. It's not going to tell me I knew what I was getting into when I married him when this isn't what I signed up for. It's not going to judge me when I'm resentful that he gets to chase his dreams while mine stagnate. It will give me comfort when nothing else can and therefore, I will probably always succumb to it.
Regardless of how hard Will Power tries to guard the gates of my mouth to refuse entry to those things listed above he is constantly defeated by Lady Stressed-A-Lot. Will Power wakes up every morning and marches me to my blender where I make a yummy tasting protein shake and tells me I will only drink water until morning snack when I will eat a stick of low fat string cheese, again followed by water until lunch time. But then that bitch, Lady Stressed-A-Lot comes around while I'm trying to do my daily tasks and prepare for our upcoming move. Once she makes an appearance all hope for Will Power is gone. She bashes him repeatedly over the head with things like brownies (big thick brownies with marshmallows and walnuts), Pringles, Swiss Cake Rolls and sometimes even boxes of Girl Scout cookies. Why is that bitch only likes sweet calorie laden chocolate shit? Why can't she be a flippin' vegetarian and force carrot sticks, broccoli and cauliflower down my throat?
I am aware I am stress eating and I am trying soooo hard to stand up with Will Power and make the right choices but I am Lady Stress-A-Lot's bitch. She controls me and she knows it. I want Will Power to win...I know I can't eat like this for the next two months...I can't even let it go on the next two weeks. But how do I stop her?
I'm fine at meal times. I'm eating the right portions and I am full. I am not hungry but I am still turning to food to comfort me. Maybe it's because hubby isn't ever here to see me, lack of physical friends, the fear of having even fewer physical friends in two months and seeing even less of hubby. Maybe it's dealing with the move, trying to find another job, helping the kids cope and doing it all alone. Sometimes it's just too hard to be everything to everyone and food is that friend I can always turn to. It's not going to tell me I'm not good enough. It's not going to tell me I knew what I was getting into when I married him when this isn't what I signed up for. It's not going to judge me when I'm resentful that he gets to chase his dreams while mine stagnate. It will give me comfort when nothing else can and therefore, I will probably always succumb to it.
Monday, March 21, 2011
No way! Not me!
So I had to work Thursday night after my quickie post. It was a very busy night and I was kinda cranky. Yeah, me, cranky? Who woulda thought? LOL
Anyhow, I finally got enough time to take a quick potty break and as I'm washing my hands, I see this little sparkly in my hair. It must be the light. It can't possibly be a grey hair. However, since turning another year older on Monday, I had to know for sure. So I pull that sparkly hair out for inspection...surely it was just the way the light was shining on it.
Nope...it certainly was a grey! So I went Friday and chopped my hair all off again. That'll teach any other grey's that are thinking of popping out a lesson, right?! Don't show your face or I'll cut you off. LOL
So, now not am I only another year older, my hair wants me to be very aware of that fact. *sigh*
Anyhow, I finally got enough time to take a quick potty break and as I'm washing my hands, I see this little sparkly in my hair. It must be the light. It can't possibly be a grey hair. However, since turning another year older on Monday, I had to know for sure. So I pull that sparkly hair out for inspection...surely it was just the way the light was shining on it.
Nope...it certainly was a grey! So I went Friday and chopped my hair all off again. That'll teach any other grey's that are thinking of popping out a lesson, right?! Don't show your face or I'll cut you off. LOL
So, now not am I only another year older, my hair wants me to be very aware of that fact. *sigh*
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