Monday, October 31, 2011

Bye Bye Blues

This is gonna be a quick one (or at least as quick as I can be Ha!!) since this week is our Moving Week!!  

I am going nuttier than a fruitcake trying to get all the boxes packed, services cut on and off,  renting the UHAUL, etc.  

I am proud to say that I have done a much better job of staying focused with my eating and exercise than I did when we moved this time last year.  Last year, I used the moving as an excuse to bail on the little bit of exercise I was doing and to allow myself to eat a lot of junk in name of convenience.  I definitely consider it a NSV that I have continued to lose weight through this process.  

Today was my last day of membership at my gym.  I am really gonna miss it. Right now, I live in a pretty large metro area and my gym has lots of locations with a wide variety of classes scheduled.  I have had pretty easy access to TONS of classes with awesome instructors.  

This is me with my Zumba guru- Maggie!  

We are moving to a very small town that is 20 miles from a medium sized city. Our new geography is really gonna challenge my dedication and motivation.  There are much fewer options for Zumba and the gym facilities are pretty limited too.  I am gonna have to get creative with my working out.  

Yesterday was The Hubs' birthday so we got a little bit of cake yesterday at the grocery.  It's my favorite cake  frosting.  For those of you who don't live in the South or have never been to a Publix grocery I am gonna issue a warning-----NEVER EVER LET YOURSELF TRY THEIR BUTTERCREAM FROSTING!!!!  It is my kryptonite.  I have been overindulging because we are moving to an area that doesn't have Publix so my access will be limited (blessing and curse, I know).  

Well, that's all for now.  I gotta go throw some more shit in a box so that this time next week I can scratch my head and wonder how the toaster ended up in a box with the bathmats?  

Here is my "Last Day at the Gym" pic (please ignore the demon eyes) 

Note to self: work on upper arms.

Friday, October 28, 2011

BYOC 10/28/2011

1. When did you begin blogging? Do you plan to do it a long time or do you think you’ll stop after a while? 

Like seriously blogging?  about 5 minutes ago.  The Hubs and I had a couple false starts in the early part of our journey.   Right now, it's really helping me to reach out to other people in my situation.  Also, it's really helping to have a place to dump all the clutter in my brain.   When it stops helping----I will stop doing it.

2.  What do you enjoy more - blogging yourself or reading other’s blogs?

I really like reading others blogs because I like to find out about other people's journeys. When I read other blogs it makes start thinking and there we are back to the whole "where do I put this clutter in my brain?" so then I have to blog.  

3.  What’s the biggest thing blogging has taught you? Biggest surprise about blogging?

I am trying to learn that I don't wait and save up my posts until I am able write something totally witty and profound.  If I did that, I would post maybe 3 times a year.  :)  I was really amazed at how, once I put myself out there to a couple folks, I got a lot of support.

4.  Have you met any other bloggers in real life – solely because of your blog or theirs?

Not yet----but I have already marked BOOBS 2012 down on my calendar.  Several of my followers and those I follow live within a reasonable distance of me so I wouldn't be shocked if there were some mini-get togethers in the future. 

5.  Does your blog have a general theme as in one topic or do you cover everything and anything?

I am trying to keep it pretty centered on the LapBand/ WLS topic since most of you that are following me are also Bandsters/WLSers.  I think as things go on I may reveal more of my life and personality and it may end up transitioning to something else.  I have no plans for that just yet.

6.  Are you public or anonymous? Whichever you are – do you ever wish you were the other?

I would say that I am publicly anonymous? or anonymously public?  I don't know.  Obviously, I put photos of myself on here so if someone who knew me stumbled on here they would realize it's me.  The Hubs knows and  I think he stops by to read it from time to time-- although I have usually rambled to him ad nauseum about whatever I am writing about anyway so it's generally old news to him. 

I haven't told anyone in my real life about it.  I am trying to keep it so that I wouldn't be ashamed of anything on here but if I want to censor the crap out of what I have to say then I just hang out on Facebook.  I want to keep this anonymous enough that I can be fairly blunt and honest with what I say.  

7.  What’s your best blogging advice for a new blogger?

Nobody is gonna read your stuff if you aren't reading theirs. You get what you give.   Also, you need to know what it is you are trying to get out of blogging -- otherwise you won't have any motivation.  Is is just me or does that sound a whole lot like the whole weight loss/lapband journey in general?? 

8.  Does anyone in your real life read your blog/know it’s address? Do you wish they would or wouldn’t?

Like I said, the Hubs knows-- he is the only one.  

9.  Do you enjoy blogging or do you view it as a chore? How often do you blog?

I do enjoy it.  I enjoy interacting with all the folks I am meeting.  If I viewed it as a chore I don't think I would do it.  I have entirely too many other things that are chores that I can't opt out of.  I do tend to get spazzed out over grammar and whether or not what I am writing is profound or witty enough.   Many of you guys seemed to find me funny when I first started and now I worry that I am not keep up the standard. :/  

I try to have something moderately fresh to say--  but at least once a day I see/do/hear something that makes me think "Oh, yeah, I'm blogging this shit!!" 

10.  Do you tell people in your real life that you blog? Or keep it a secret?

Nope, once again. I haven't let a lot of people in on the emotional/psychological side of my weight loss journey.  I will explain a PB to someone all day but to dig into my "fat girl isshuhs"---nope, can't do it.   Quite frankly, I don't trust many people in my life with that part of myself.   Why I will spill this to people who are essentially strangers online--- no idea?  I am very pleased with how supportive and respectful this little blog community really is--- plus, most of what I am saying is all stuff you guys have lived/ or living too.   

I also want a place that I can just blow the help up if I need to do it, and I don't want to worry about my friend, uncle, cousin, or whoever getting their panties in a wad about what I say here.   I know there is a moderate chance that someone in my life may find out since I am not being super secret, but I am also not telling everyone I know.  

Oh, and that reminds me,  some you wonderful folks have invited me to friend you on FB.  I haven't done it for anyone because I have really been having trouble with FB lately.  I have just seen too much of my "friends" ugly sides on FB.  There have been too many people that I used to really like but after too much time on FB they either annoy me to no end or I have zero respect for them anymore.  Since I really like what I know of you guys--- I don't want FB to change that.  So that is why I will not be merging my blog life with FB life.  

Sweet Giggity Shitballs!!!!!! Ohneederland!!!!!

It was seriously the last thing I was expecting to see this morning especially after this weekend's gain.  199.2 lbs on the scale.  I weighed twice and it was the same each time so I am gonna take it.  I will say that I seriously under ate yesterday--- not on purpose. I was running errands and all there was to eat was fast food and I was sooooo tired of junk.    I also kept my eating very low carb yesterday.  *makes mental notes*   I managed to get another 5k training in and this time I jogged for over a mile!!!  I have decided that I need new running shoes---like real bona fide sure enough running shoes.  Plus I took a very intense Zumba class too.  Guess this is just the universe reaffirming to me that if I move my ass and keep my eating in check --- the weight will come off.  Damn universe and it reaffirmations!!!  :)

I plan to BYOC sometime today but I wanted to get this quick tidbit out there!!  Happy Friday y'all!!

Don't forget---I am giving some clothing pieces away so check it out and let me know if you want!!

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Giving Stuff Away!!!!

Hey y'all!  I have been packing for my move and have some clothes to give away.

First are these pants--  they are from Lane Bryant size 14P, moderately curvy aka red triangle cut (they are for the short legged gals).  They are a rayon/nylon/spandex blend.  They have good stretch and maintain their shape well.  I have worn them about a dozen times so they are practically new.  Here is a pic of the actual pants.

Second, I have this pair of denim shorts. I bought them at Kohls, they are from the Sonoma line and are size 16 Misses.  It's getting pretty chilly here in TN and I am hoping that when warm weather returns they will be way too big for me.  Perhaps some of y'all who get more temperate weather year round can still wear them.

Okay, and the last thing---- you may think I am crazy (or gross) for giving these away. (If you do, just think it-- don't say it.)  I have 2 pair of the Spanx Higher Power Power Panties Shaper Size E (check the size chart on the link to see if you fall in that size. You could prolly go a size down too, cuz they are snug. )  They are the high waisted ones that come all the way up to below the boobies.

Okay---just hear me out on this.

I have only worn these Spanx maybe 3 times total (bought these long before I got WLS) -- Each time I wore them I wore them WITH panties under them (I have never been able to not wear underwear with items like this, I also have to wear panties with my pantyhose/tights).  They have been washed after each wear and they will be washed again before they are sent to anyone.

These jokers are almost $40 each brand new which is one of the main reasons I hate the idea of just throwing them away.  I have been blessed with a minimum of loose skin issues so far (I think it might the 1 upside to the slowness of my weight loss and my 6 mos plateau--maybe it gave things some time to snap back.) However, I know that some of y'all are really struggling with loose skin issues and are wearing these garments daily and as I said before these things ain't cheap.

So like I said--- the thought of this might totally yuck you guys out but I thought I would at least throw it out there and see if there are any takers.  Here is a pic: One pair is Black, one is Nude.

If you want any of these items. Just put it in the comments what you want.  First person to call dibs gets the particular item.  Also, only one thing per person ---so I can share the love :)  If you have any more questions just email me.


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

The View From The Wagon

I hope at least one of you "gets" this picture.  (And if you haven't fallen down the Loldogs rabbit hole, you totally should.)  Just a few quick thoughts for today.

Speaking of wagons----I have managed to shed 2 of the 6lbs that I brought back from my road trip which is definitely a step in the right direction.  You know how I mentioned that I hit the treadmill yesterday instead of Zumba in an effort to pseudo-train for my 5k in a couple weeks? Sweet Jiminy Fart Noodles!!!!!  I am so sore.  I think that after 3 mos of really going hard after Zumba that perhaps my body had actually developed some conditioning and stamina to those types of movements.  It would seem that doing a 5k on the treadmill yesterday forced me to not only be intensively active after a week of no exercise, but to wake up some muscle groups that had been dormant for a while.  I had thought that I might try to do it again today, but when I woke up this morning my legs said "BITCH PLEASE!! YOU'RE CRAZY!!!!!"  

Plus, I did some reading last night about running/jogging and the dangers of over training too much, too fast.  I like the idea of being able to comfortably run a reasonable distance. You know, in case I ever get chased by lions, tigers, or bears (Oh my!!).  If you think that sounds crazy- read this!!   However, at this time in my fitness journey, I don't see myself turning into a serious, hard core runner.  The last thing I wanna do is get too jiggy with the jogging and end up injuring myself in such a way that I am unable to workout at all.   So am gonna try for an every other day approach with the jogging.    

I will also say that this will teach me to skip a week at the gym---- I feel like I am starting over.  I am so stiff and sore and tired.   I am also very "nommy". (This is the term that The Hubs and I use to describe 'head hunger' or the desire to eat for any reason other than legit hunger. You know, when you just want to grab some food and go "Nom, nom, nom" all over it??)    

All that being said, it was so crazy to see myself in the mirror at my gym today.  10 days ago I was at my lowest weight and when I saw myself in the same mirror--- I didn't see myself as thinner or leaner. Today I am up 4 lbs from that low weight, but somehow I am seeing myself in the mirror and I am totally seeing a thinner, leaner version of myself.  Seriously, WTF? 

I also want to shout out to Mari, Jessica, and Alicia, the new Bandsters!!  I am so happy that you guys had successful surgeries and are healing up nicely.  (If I forgot anyone out there who was recently banded-- please let me know.)  My best piece of advice for starting out is to not put too much pressure on your self to lose 'X' amount of weight in 'X' number of months.  It's understandable to want to make as much progress as quickly as possible but just remember---you have your whole life with this band ahead of you. This is a journey not a destination!!


Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Exhaustion, Accomplishment, Carbs, and a Little More About Me

Um, yeah, so I kinda bagged out for a couple days but this weekend was shitballs crazy the likes of which I haven't experienced in ages.  

Here it is in bullets: 

  • Thursday was my 10th Anniversary (as you prolly, know).  Although, I am sooo not the kind of chick that requires grandiose gestures, I was a little bummed that it came and went with minimal acknowledgement.  The Hubs was completely pre-occupied with work--- I got a Facebook shout out in lieu of, oh say, a card or note.  It was a little extra disappointing because I had made a special trip to the Hallmark store 2 weeks earlier to find the perfect card for him from my favorite series of Hallmark cards.  Really, if you knew me, you would know how big this is because I am really, really not the mushy greeting card type of person. (We had already agreed to treat ourselves with a new HDTV when we get moved so gifts were a non-issue).  
  • The Hubs and I ended up bugging out of town on Thursday afternoon to head toward West TN this weekend.  The Hubs had work in Memphis on Friday morning and I had signed up to attend an event (more details in a bit) in his hometown (aka the place we are moving to in 2 weeks) that was being held this weekend.  It was my intention to grab an out of town Zumba class with a friend on Thursday evening and then we were gonna get some sushi at our fave sushi restaurant in  West TN.   However, The Hub's piece of shit company car decided to change those plans for us by completely locking up and stalling out on us whilst we were cruising at 70mph down the highway. The Hubs was able to ease it to the shoulder and get it restarted but this happened again 5 more times over 130 miles.  It got even better when, after we finally arrived at the nearest major city on our route, The Hubs called the fleet car company's roadside assistance line to arrange for service and a rental car.  They ended up sending us to the airport to pick a rental car that wasn't there----actually the rental car company wasn't even there.  They had made the reservation at the airport in a neighboring state with a city by the same name.   We were  stranded in town with a car that was barely functioning and liable to blow-up at anytime and we still had 80 miles to get to Memphis. (We HAD to be in Memphis on Friday bc The Hubs COULD NOT MISS his work appointment.)  We ended up calling his Mom who lived 25 miles away so she could let us borrow her car.  She followed The Hubs to the car dealership so he could drop off the company car and then he took his Mom the 25 miles back to her house and then he drove 25 miles back to town where we had gotten a hotel room.  We decided to get some sleep and get up way early and head to Memphis in the morning. He got back to the hotel at 11pm.   
  • On the upside- I did manage to get my sushi.  AND I did get to have a little 10th anniversary freaky freaky (TMI, I know). After the way the day fell apart I wasn't confident that either one would happen which just added to my feeling like crap.  I was pretty stinkin' determined to do everything I could to get both before the day was over.  
  • Thursday was exhausting- mentally and physically so getting up at 5am on Friday morning to head down to Memphis was a challenge.  We made it to Memphis in time for The Hubs' work appointment and got to have lunch with our best married couple friends. (The story of our relationship with them definitely warrants a post -- especially since I read Ronnie's and Bandster Momma's posts today) We finally made it back to my MIL's house that evening--  I ate, showered, and crashed in preparation for getting up at 5am (again) so I could go volunteer at the healthcare outreach event ALL day on Saturday.  
  • Saturday started at 5am and was the most physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausting experience I have had in recent memory.  I am a dental hygienist or in other words, I clean teeth. (Here is the "Little more about me" part)  I love it --- I especially love doing outreach work.  I love that it lets me focus on the best part of what I do which is cleaning teeth and making people a little healthier.  I also love that I don't have to think about appointment schedules and profit margins or convincing patients to get the services they need. I just get to do what needs to be done.   I love that all of my patients this weekend were so grateful and appreciative that I was providing my services. This is unlike when I work in private practice where patients tell me how much they hate coming to see me 8+ times a day.     I love what I do because I get to clean teeth that look like this:
I didn't actually clean these teeth. This is just example of what I encountered this weekend. 
And make them look like this:

I had several befores and afters that were 10x worse than this example.  It was so freaking rewarding.

I did this for 13 hours straight standing on my feet the entire time on Saturday and for 7 hours on Sunday.  This in and of itself was an NSV of sorts.  There is NO FREAKING WAY I would have had the stamina to do something like that 85 lbs ago.  It kicked my ass but in the best kind of way.  

  • This is where I bitch and moan a bit (I know you are asking "What the hell has this been so far?" ) . As a result of our travels I ended up not getting a legit work out in for a week.  While I know that all that standing and working this weekend prolly burned its fair share of calories that was completely negated by all the junk/fast food I consumed this weekend.  There was the candy that I stress ate the whole time we were riding in the malfunctioning car. The fast food breakfast on Friday and the snack cakes Friday after noon because I was too exhausted fight off the urge.  The brownies that I ate out of boredom at my MIL's house.  Saturday was pretty good until that evening when The Hubs and I hit the Mexican restaurant in town-- cheese dip and tacos.  Sunday was fast food breakfast and lunch was a chili dog and a hot fudge sundae and dinner was MORE Mexican food and candy.    Monday was Chicken McNuggets all the way home.  Oh and all this trash eating was accomplished while consuming almost no water whatsoever. This weekend was the worst eating I have had in a year.   I ended up bloated, constipated, and miserable. I also ended up 6lbs heavier than when I left home.   I haven't officially recorded the gain because I am hoping that this is gain is due primarily to the  poop and water retention.  Hopefully, some pooping and rehydration will bring things back to my pre-roadtrip weight.  We shall see.  
  • I am doing a 5k in 2 weeks so I decided to start taking a stab at something that looks like training. I really ended up doing this today because I got to my super intense Zumba class to find that the instructor had gotten a sub.  I have taken classes from the sub before and, while she is a super nice person, I hate her Zumba classes.  I can't stand the music or routines.  That is when I decided to hit the treadmill and work on this upcoming 5k thing.  I am trying work my way up to running at least as much as I walk.  When I run, I feel like this:

Although, I am pretty sure I probably I ACTUALLY look like this:

  • I am having the junk food DT's today also.  I have found that more than 2 days of junk food consumption leads to me intensely craving it.  It is very difficult for me to get over it.  I am not restricting my food quantities for the next few days but I am trying consume exclusively protein.  Hopefully, that will limit my food intake by default and help kill the carby junk food cravings.  
Okay, so that is the quick-ish and nasty breakdown of my past 5 days and quite frankly, I just wanna get this thing posted.  I hope it makes at least a smidgen of sense.  


Thursday, October 20, 2011

The Kind of Love That Makes Other People Wanna Puke

That is how I would explain what I have had for the past 10 years with The Hubs.  Today is our 10th anniversary and this is the post where I gush out all my stupid, drooling, nauseating love for The Hubs.
First, though, this is for him.

I don't know how I did it.  11 years ago I manage to stumble my way into dating a really nice guy that I had been "good acquaintances" with for a couple years.  We dated for 10 months and decided to get married, so we did, like 3 weeks later.  'Cause it's just like in When Harry Met Sally- "When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want that the rest of your life start as soon as possible!" 
This is one aspect of my life where I truly got so freaking lucky.  I managed to find the most wonderful guy ever who would love me just as much if I were still sporting the 80ish lbs that I have lost. So many times I have heard stories of overweight people (particularly women) "settling" for partners and spouses that do not treat them well or support them because they have been trained over time that they "deserve less" in life because they are overweight.  I married a wonderful man who chose to take on this journey with me and I owe it all to blind, dumb luck. :) 

He understands my crazy and probably about 87.6% of the time he loves my crazy.  He is not crazy and that is why we work. When I make a big deal about how I turned off my flat iron before we leave the house so that when we get 5 miles down the road and I say "OMG, did I remember to turn of the flat iron?!?!" he just says "Yep, you told me." like this is something everybody does.

He tells me I am pretty now AND he told me I was pretty 80lbs ago.  He has never been purposefully mean or hurtful even when I have let my smart mouth run away from me.  He is my best friend and on any given day he is the only person I wanna hang out with.

We make a great team.   There have been a lot things in the past 10 years that were really difficult to get through, but us being together has been pretty easy.

We have 3,672 inside jokes and 3,642 of them make no sense to anybody else.

I love him so much it's gross.  I love that we have been stupid over each other for the past 10 years and, because we made the decision together to change our lives and get healthy, I can get excited about another 10 years of gross, stupid love.

Jan 2011

I love you, punkin.

Monday, October 17, 2011

What the French, Toast?

Don't let the title fool ya--- this post has nothing to do with breakfast foods covered in maple syrup.  Actually, this post doesn't involve covering anything in maple syrup. I am thinking if it did this would prolly need to be a whole different kind of blog.  (Excuse me for a second, while I remember the point of this post...................................Oh, yeah!!!)

So I have been hanging at 203lbs for almost 2 weeks now.  I got my period a week ago and got all bloated and gross feeling so the whole weight loss thing has slowed down to a crawl.  These last 4 lbs before Ohneederland feel like they are mocking me, but that isn't really what I wanted to talk about.

I am currently rocking a Size 14 Misses jeans and Large tops (Thank the Lawd I am still rocking some DD bra action).  However, it has been almost 15 years since I have seen 203lbs and I am pretty sure that I wasn't wearing a 14 Misses jeans or Large tops the last time I was there. As a matter of fact, I am almost positive that the last time I saw 203lbs I was filling out every bit of a plus size 16.  I will acknowledge that the last time I saw 203lbs I wasn't taking Zumba classes till my face melted off but still.....really?

I think I have to call bullshit of some of these sizing standards.  I am starting to think that in the past 15 years while I was stuck spinning my wheels at Lane Bryant the rest of the fashion industry decided to monkey with the sizes in "regular" stores.  My main argument for this is that I still have a lot of the "skinny" clothes held over from my lowest weight.  Many of those clothes are size 14 and still have quite a ways to go before I can even get them snapped let alone actually wear them.

So like I said, WHAT THE FRENCH, TOAST??  What are you guys experiences with sizes?  Are you as confused as me as to what happened over the past few years?

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Sunday, October 16, 2011

As It Turns Out, I'm Kind of a Big Deal......(For a Big Girl)

Of course you guys already knew that!!  *wink*

Yesterday was one of those "I totally rocked this Lap Band thing" kinda days.  I worked out hard and I ate properly and followed all my Band rules (and even turned myself around from getting a Salted Caramel Mocha).  So long story felt good!!

I got an unusual opportunity yesterday morning to do back to back Zumba classes with my fave instructor, Maggie.  Maggie was subbing the 9am Zumba class at the gym I currently go to along with teaching her regular 10:30am class at the gym I used to go to.  She texted me the other day to let me know she was subbing my 9am class and invited me to "party crash" with her at the other gym.  Maggie is my favorite Zumba instructor because her classes are INTENSE and her dances are AWESOME!

This is where it gets funny.  When we got to the 10:30am class she starting bragging on me for doing the 2 classes back to back with her.  Then everybody in the class started "Ooohing" and "Ahhhing" like they were totally impressed.  After the class, several women came up to me and kept going on and on about me doing 2 classes.  It was simultaneously flattering and weird at the same time.  The weird part was that they were acting like I just scaled Mt. Everest with one hand tied behind my back. Even weirder is that these women are in really good shape--  they are really thin and athletic. (This is at the gym that I left because it was a little too much of a muscle factory).  The just kept saying things like, "OMG, I don't know how you did it.....I could never do 2 Zumba classes in a row!!"

Don't get me wrong I was flattered and it's awesome when someone recognizes that you are busting your ass.  However, here is the thing.......I regularly take multiple Zumba classes a day. I have been for the past 6 weeks or so.  It is one of the reasons I changed my gym membership--more Zumba with better teachers.    There are at least 3 days a week that I take more than one Zumba class in a day.  In fact, the days I only do one class are my days when I "take it easy." While I know that most people don't do 2-3 Zumba classes a day (I am now learning that most of my fellow Zumba classmates barely do 2-3 classes a week), it never occurred to me that it was quite the big deal that these ladies were making it out to be.  I haven't made many friends in my classes so I have never really discussed my work out schedule to anyone.

So I have to wonder is it really such a big deal or is it a big deal because of my size?  I mean, even with an 80 lb loss I am still one of the bigger women in my classes.  Would these ladies be making such a fuss if I weighed 130 lbs?  I have gotten those kind of backhanded compliments before. When I started taking my Ballet class, Maggie (who also teaches Ballet)  kept marveling at my range of flexibility.  Even though I knew that she was being sincere and in no way intended to be insulting, I couldn't help but think that there was an unspoken "....for a big girl" that was hanging off her compliment.  

I wonder if I am still a bit too sensitive.  I have become much better at accepting compliments and praise (the key is to just say Thank-you) but I have to admit that I am still a smidgen suspicious of them. It still walk away analyzing them from every angle.

So what are you guy's experience?  Have you gotten this before?  Am I being too sensitive about the "back handedness" of these compliment?

Friday, October 14, 2011

I Have a Querstion......

Okay, so I just signed on to do Secret Santa. (I FREAKING LOVE SECRET SANTA!!!)  Now, how to do I get in on the whole Secret Bandit thing? Or is that a BOOBS only thing?   Just wondering.



BYOC- 10/14/2011

1. What’s your most favorite noise and your least favorite noise?
I love the sweet snore of a sleeping hound dog.

I loathe the sound of a whining human.  

2. If you were a character in the movie Grease – who would you be?

I would be 60% Frenchie and 40% Rizzo.  My Rizzo tendencies are mainly because of my sense of humor and  overuse of bad language.

3. What was the name of your best friend in elementary school? Are you still friends?

Joyce, yes, up until about a month ago we were next door neighbors.  
4. Who is your current celebrity crush?

Timothy Olyphant in "Justified" is kinda rockin' my world these days.  

5. Repeat question: How was your week in real life and in blog land?

In real life I am doing pretty good.  None of my moving related projects are going as planned but I am staying on track with Zumba and doing pretty well with eating.  ( We are eating some unusual foods lately in an effort to empty out the fridge and freezer before the actual move date)

In blog land I am enjoying keeping up with everyone but I feel like I am doing a piss poor job of producing adequate posts.   I am working on a couple of larger posts so hopefully they will be worth the wait.  

Thursday, October 13, 2011

10 Things Thursday 10/13/11

10 Things That Have Changed About Me Thanks to My LapBand

1)  I drink 2-3L of water per day.  Anything less and I feel sluggish and cranky.  The only other beverage I drink with regularity is coffee or wine.  I cannot remember the last time I had a soda.  

2) I now know what it feels like to sweat so much I get cold.  I had someone describe this phenomenon to me once and I thought they were nutballs and then it happened to me.  It's kinda weird.  

3)  I can take or leave most foods on most days.  I don't emotionally invest in food anymore. 

4) I think I have actually become a person who "craves" exercise.  I haven't skipped working out for more than 2 days in a row in over 6 weeks.  

5) I no longer snore so loud that I suck the wallpaper off the walls.  

6) I usually consume fast food one time a week or less. (Pre band it was at least once a day)  The Chick-fil-a Kids 3pc nugget kids meal is my go to fast food option.  My other fast food fave is Wendy's Chili and Krystal burgers (for you non-Southerners, it's like a White Castle only more awesome--and usually consumed in the wee hours of the morning after having 1 too many drinkies at the bars)  

7) I have learned to take a compliment and even give one to myself from time to time.

8) I am able to give myself constructive criticism without beating myself up.  Mainly, honestly assessing if my habits and behaviors are productive to my goal without using negative talk to chastise myself.  

9) By raising the bar for what I expect of myself and how I treat myself I have also raised the bar for how I expect to be treated and dealt with by others.  I no longer accept other people's bullshit because I somehow believe I deserve less than everyone else. As I learn to like myself more and more I am less and less concerned with pleasing people so they will like me.  

10)  I finally feel like I am healthy (mentally and physically) enough to be the kind of parent that I would like to be and now feel ready to have some chilluns.  

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Zumba Till Your Face Melts Off!!!!!

Which is exactly what I did today!  And it.felt.A-MAH-ZING!!!  At one point I think I flung sweat across the room.  I had sweat running into my eyes.  I was just so great to tear that shizz up after several days of feeling like I had no mojo whatsoever.  

I am telling you a top notch Zumba instructor makes all the difference.  Starting class with this song doesn't hurt either!!!

I am *this* far from Ohneederland and I feel like 199 is mocking me.

Oh well, gotta get back to packing boxes.

Monday, October 10, 2011

My A-Z's

This weekend was crazy. I am so zapped  I skipped some Zumba classes last week and I really didn't anticipate how much it was gonna derail me-- this morning's class was all kinds of rough.  We will be moving in a month and I spent the whole weekend getting that process ramped up.   I am very determined to stay on track with my Band during this move. This time last year we moved and I got highly distracted.  Fortunately I didn't gain, but my losses were negligible and it took a toll on my head.  It took me almost six months to get back on track and I refuse to have to fight that fight again.  

I have been reading and catching up on many of your blogs and they have been provoking my thoughts.  I am working on some longer, more soul searchy posts but right now all I have is my A-Z's. I have been awake since 4:00am and I can barely hold my eyes open gonna try to catch some Zzzzz's  with high hopes of hitting my evening Zumba class.

A-Z about me!

Courtesy of Speck, Fat Fish in a Skinny See

A. Age: 32 
B. Bed size - King- it used to because we were both so large we needed all the space we could get, but now I realize I just want my space.  
C. Chore you dislike - It takes all my willpower to unload the dishwasher.
D. Dogs - Everett, he is the last of my pack of 4 Basset Hounds.  He has more personality than some people.  
E. Essential start to your day -  Coffee and a shower. 

F. Favorite color - GREEN!!!!  
G. Gold or silver - I lean toward silver but I am suddenly warming up to gold. 

H. Height - 5' 3 

I. Instruments you play(ed) -  I played the Trumpet all through High School
J. Job title - Stay-at-home-Non Mom 
K. Kids - Not yet, currently warming to the idea ( it is part of my Lap Band journey--more info to come) 
L. Live - Middle Tennessee soon to be West Tennessee, but always ROCKY TOP TENNESSEE!!!!!  
M. Mom's name - Deb
N. Nicknames - AJ is one of my nicknames 
O. Overnight hospital stays - Never been overnight, the Band was a in at 6a out by 6p kinda thing
P. Pet peeves (aka things I hate) - When people just don't think about how their behavior effects others- when they act like they are the only people on the planet.   Oh, and when people randomly start singing in public places.  

Q.Quote from a movie -  Eight hundred leaf-tables and no chairs? You can't sell leaf-tables and no chairs. Chairs, you got a dinette set. No chairs, you got dick! -Raising Arizona 

R. Righty or Lefty - Righty tighty. 

S. Siblings - None.  

T. Time you wake up - Between 6-7am during the week.  7-8am on the weekends.  

U. Underwear -I have recently discovered Thongs.  My attraction to them is more functional than aesthetic.  I have underpants in all cuts, fabrics, and colors.  I am firm believer in situationally appropriate underpants.  No one one style of panties can cover all your fashion needs.  

V. Vegetables you don't like -  Lettuce, I hate it with fire of a 1000 Suns
W. What makes you run late - Deviating from my standard make up routine.  
X. X-rays you've had - Dental, and Fluoro once for a fill. 
Y. Yummy food you make - Lots of it---I am a Southern cook and I take my cooking very seriously. 
Z. Zoo animal favorites- Anything fuzzy with a penchant for ripping my face off---that just makes me want to snuggle it that much more.  

Saturday, October 8, 2011

ROCKY TOP!!!!!!! WHOO!!!!

It's FOOTBALL time in TENNESSEE!!!!!   There is no finer college football played in this country than in the SEC and I love my VOLS (even if it's been tough times the past few years).  It really hurt when Big and Rich removed the "Rocky Top Tennessee!" line from the ESPN Gameday theme song.


Friday, October 7, 2011

My First BYOC- 10/7/11

My first BYOC, courtesy of Drazil 

1. If you were given $1,000,000 that you had to spend ONLY ON would you spend the money?  

When I started this post this morning I was gonna say clothes, but then I spent the afternoon at the mall.  I went it to get some hair junk and thought that I would stroll around checking out the "regular" sized stores (since I haven't been in any of them since college.)  It was moderately traumatic--by the time I left I just wanted to come home and sit in a dark room and rock myself back and forth while someone pets my head and says things like "There, there, it will be okay.  Those skinny jeans can't hurt you anymore."

I would get some spa services and shoes and maybe buy some fun fashion type jewelry.  I would eventually work up the nerve to buy some clothes but only under the guidance of my BFF/stylist Michael and his fella, Randy.  

*Edit:  Haha!!  I totally thought this said $1000 I am sure you guys were like, "Dang, girl, how much waxin' and massagin' do you need?"  

I would totally pay off our last little bits of debt.  There would be a major vacation (considering the Hubs and I haven't been on vacay in almost 6 years. )  And plastic surgery, I have got the beginnings of saggy skin swanglin' and janglin' on the inside of my thigh.  

2. Who would you say is the one person that's had the most influence on your life? By that, I mean the person that has molded you in to the person you are today?

Honestly, I can't put it on any one person.  There are multiple people who have influenced the various elements of my life. I also find that I am more influenced by experiences than by people.  It would be easier for me to pinpoint experiences in my life that profoundly impacted me more so than just people.  Although, The Hubs has been pretty stinkin' pivotal in helping me become who I am.  He has done a lot to calm down my crazy.  

3. What is your normal morning routine? Are you a bear in the morning, or is the morning your favorite part of the day?

The time we wake up depends on the day.  The Hubs and I get up, he takes the dog out and carries out the trash.  I start the coffee maker.  I also make the rounds through the house and start my 'chores' like running laundry or the dishwasher. Then I am usually getting ready to bug out for one of my Zumba classes.  I am very hit or miss on whether or not I am a morning person.  Some mornings I wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed and then some mornings I wake up wearing my cranky pants.  I do have to get out of the bed before 7am if I have any hope of being remotely functional for the rest of the day.  If I sleep in past then I am usually worthless for the rest of the day.  

4. If you're a Facebook and Twitter user, which do you prefer and why? If you're just a Facebook user, what do you think of the new changes? 

I use both.  I tend to favor Facebook although I have cooled my heels quite a bit on FB lately.  I recently underwent a massive overhaul to my FB account.  If you read this post and this post you will understand why.  I could care less about the changes.  
5.  Repeat was your week in real life and in blog land this week? 

IRL-  Pretty okay,  I bagged out of 2 straight days of Zumba and went a little gonzo on the carbs and wine, thanks largely in part to Aunt Flo.  I am feeling bloated up like a puffer fish.  The scale was up a smidge because of all the retained water.

Blog Land - Nothing short of AH-SOME!!!  I have so many new followers and over a dozen extremely kind and encouraging comments.  Thanks again for all your support!!  

Thursday, October 6, 2011

10 Things Thursday

1)       I have 17 followers (Whoo!)  Many of your blogs I have read before and many of you are new to me.  I am trying really hard to read and catch up on all your stories and try to leave comments.

2)      Aunt Flo is in town and that bitch makes me do the most ridiculous things like skip Zumba class today and order a hot fudge sundae for breakfast (Don't be judgin')

3)     One of my favorite hobbies is couponing.  (Before you ask, no, I don't have 600 tubes of toothpaste or a 7 yr supply of toliet paper in my garage.)  But seriously, the first time you get free deodorant---you'll be hooked.

4)     The Hubs and I are moving again in a month.  It's only the 4th move in as many years.  By now, I am a world class box packer.

5)     My fave Zumba instructor is correct.  I am a ZUMBA SNOB.   The more classes I take the higher the standard that I set for the instructors.  I am getting more and more picky about the quality of routines and music.  I mean, come on, we are taking our time to workout at least the instructor can do is bring the pain, right?

6) While we are on the topic of Zumba, I need to rant a little about my Zumba class pet peeves.
*Do not show up late to a crowded class and then try to squeeze in leaving little room for other to move around.
* Unless you class has place assignments, you do not OWN your spot in the classroom- if it means that much to you --- GET THERE EARLY ENOUGH TO GET IT, don't push in on the people who arrived early.
* Unless, it's a family class--  don't bring the kids unless they are gonna actively and properly participate in the class-- if the gym has childcare that is where they need to be.
* Get off the cell phone before you come into the class room.  Even if class hasn't started, Zumba is
where many of us come to de-stress and get away from the daily BS of our lives so the last thing we want to hear is you whining about your stress to the person on the other end of the line.  Just sayin'.

7)    I am currently not working. That is partly by choice and partly not (My industry is being hit hard by the bad economy which has created an environment I am not sure I want to work in).  I don't have children yet.  I get really frustrated with judging looks that I get from people when I tell them this.  I am not even sure if I am ready to discuss in depth on the blog yet. [Maybe when we get to know each other better ;)]  The biggest problem with it right now is that we live in a very affluent area of the country (we are not)  so when you tell folks that you don't work but you aren't a stay at home mom they are real quick to categorize you as a pampered "Real Housewives" type. (Don't get me wrong we have plenty of them here.)    I will be the first to admit that I am blessed and fortunate that our situation allows me to make this choice (our situation wasn't always so good), but my choice to be a stay at home wife isn't without its sacrifices.

8)    I cannot wait for colder weather.  I am very hot natured so summer in South kills me. (Something that I used chalk up to being fat but, nope, I am just a hot, sweaty beast in general.)   I am ready to rock my sweaters (they make my boobs look AHH-SOME)  and my fuzzy boots.  

9) I love my parents and extended family but they are some seriously dysfunctional folk and they stress my shit out in a way I cannot even explain.    Except my Nana, she is the most wonderful person ever.

10) I HATE lettuce with every fiber of my being.  It is my one and only food deal breaker.  There are lots of food that I am not fond of, for example-- raw tomatoes, not a fan.  However, if I go to a restaurant and order a meal that has raw tomatoes and the kitchen fails to honor my request to leave them off it's no big deal I can pick them off.  If I request that lettuce be left off and you bring me something covered in lettuce--
oh no, not just no, but HAYLE NO!  That shizz is going back.  I have mellowed on my stance so as to be able to pick off full leaf lettuce, but that nasty shredded lettuce (a la the stuff they have at Subway) will make me wanna hurl every time.  I don't even like to eat things that have been too close to the lettuce in the fridge.  (Thank you LapBand for making our house a lettuce free zone since The Hubs can't handle it anymore either.)


Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Thankyou Thankyou Thankyou!!!!

To MandaPanda (btdubs, one of my oldest and dearest friends is named Amanda and my pet name for her as been ManderPander--- the adding -er thing is a total Hillbilly Southern thing)    for her super kind shout out this morning!!!

It was SUCH an awesome surprise to log on and find a shout out, new followers, and TONS of traffic action on my blog.  It really means so much.  When you are starting out reading other folk's blog and it seems like they have a gozillion followers and they have all that cute "flair" (which I don't even know how to go about doing---  let's not talk about how long it took to get pictures on here) it can be a little intimidating.  Then there is the fact that when you first get started you feel like you are talking to yourself (which, I totally do so no judgement, really!).  So knowing that a handful of you awesome folk may have actually read some of my stuff is just so validating.

Here is a little mid week randomosity

This is my furbaby, Everett.  He is 10 years old, spoiled, and like is Mama, has way too many opinions on everything.
This face is what we like to call "Confignant"
it's when he gives us confused and indignant
at the same time. This usually happens after baths.  
He likes to smell his tongue..... a lot. 

Much like his Mama, Everett has no shame.

We can't get him to stop smoking cigars.
(j/k it's just a chew stick) 
So, come to find out, Basset Hounds don't
like wearing socks.  

P.S. There will be times when I find it necessary to discuss poop and/or other bathroom issues.  I do, however, promise to keep it as un-grody as possible AND always give fair warning so you can avoid it if you choose.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

A Burp Is A Wish Your Pouch Makes

Confession:  I love potty humor.  I am such a dude in that respect.  I think that some of this is due, in part, to being an only child.  I divided my childhood being my Mom's girly-girl and the son my Dad never had.  My relationship with my Dad helped me cultivate an appreciation for a well-timed belch and/or fart.
Bodily functions are not only hilarious ('cause really, everybody does it so you might as well find the humor in it. I have NEVER understood people who are crazy uptight over their bodily functions.) but sometimes they just feel really good.  I always knew this was true. I mean, really, who hasn't had at least one life alteringly delightful poop? Fortunately for you guys, poop is not the topic of the day. Eventually it will be though, because, you know, everybody poops.
The topic of the day is burping, belching, mouth farts, whatever.  Everybody burps, seriously y'all, but having a LapBand takes it to a whole new level.   Before the LapBand, I only thought that a burp could feel good.  I recognize that I may be alone in this (since life with LapBand is so unique to each bandster) but these days I am capable of belches that are nothing short of multi-orgasmic especially when they originate from my lower stomach.   I will also admit that often times these heavenly burps are a result of pushing one of the many limits of the Band, be it eating a little too much or maybe partaking of carbonated drinks (which I rarely do anymore but I do have a weakness for ginger ale)  or some carbohydrate overload.  Although sometimes my burp-gasm comes from guzzling down a ton of water during my workout. (BTW, I can still guzzle water and drink from a straw.)  Wherever they come from or whatever the cause, they. feel. A-MAH-ZING!
Despite, the pleasure I have derived from all this burpiness it definitely has its less than pleasurable element.  For example, I realized that burps cannot be trusted and must be attempted in private because burps can turn into "productive burps" with absolutely no notice at all.  Even better is opening my mouth to speak and, before I can utter a word, a super loud burp escapes from my mouth (I wish I could say that this only happened once, but I can't-- I don't even want to talk about how many times this has happened.)  Am I alone in this?  Has this happened to you guys?