I forgot to mention this on my post the other day about the reality show "How to Look Good Naked," but I got a hoot out of it and you might, too:
One of the commercials during the show was for Slimfast...which was followed immediately by a commercial for Chips Ahoy cookies.
How's that for a mixed message? Maybe it's no wonder that so many of us are so mixed up about food and weight issues.
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
An Unforeseen Danger of Weight Loss
For Christmas, I was given some long underwear. (Yeah, I know, you're thinking "Whoo-hoo, she must have been a very good girl," right?) Actually, it was very nice, thin, silky long underwear. The keyword there is silky; note that you can also translate that as slippery.
I found out about the slippery factor last night when I wore my long underwear under some jeans that are now just a little too large for me due to weight loss. Yes, you guessed it: I spent all evening in grave danger of my too-big jeans slip-sliding down over that silky-slick material and leaving me standing there in my underwear with my pants around my ankles.
Luckily, that did not happen, but only because I tugged up my jeans all night. Sigh. I did have a couple of close calls where there was possibly a gap in the back between shirt and jeans allowing a glimpse (or maybe an eyeful) of my unmentionables. Any people around with long underwear fetishes probably enjoyed themselves just a little too much!
Still, if I have to have problems, I would rather have the problem of keeping my pants on because I'm too small for them than the problem of not being able to get them on because I'm too big. :-)
I found out about the slippery factor last night when I wore my long underwear under some jeans that are now just a little too large for me due to weight loss. Yes, you guessed it: I spent all evening in grave danger of my too-big jeans slip-sliding down over that silky-slick material and leaving me standing there in my underwear with my pants around my ankles.
Luckily, that did not happen, but only because I tugged up my jeans all night. Sigh. I did have a couple of close calls where there was possibly a gap in the back between shirt and jeans allowing a glimpse (or maybe an eyeful) of my unmentionables. Any people around with long underwear fetishes probably enjoyed themselves just a little too much!
Still, if I have to have problems, I would rather have the problem of keeping my pants on because I'm too small for them than the problem of not being able to get them on because I'm too big. :-)
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Funny way to put it (but true!)
Instead of complaining about being heavier than she'd like, my friend Lisa says she's unhappy with her "current gravity pull."
I like that way of putting it! It serves to reminds me of how light I'll be (in weight AND in mood) when I achieve my goal weight.
I like that way of putting it! It serves to reminds me of how light I'll be (in weight AND in mood) when I achieve my goal weight.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Avoiding the toast
The other day, I was with some friends at Waffle House. It's possibly not the greatest restaurant for healthy eating, but hey, if you live in the South, sometimes you're gonna find yourself at Waffle House. What can I say?
I wanted one egg scrambled with cheese, and some grits, no toast. Sounds simple right? There was a breakfast plate with the egg and grits but it came with toast and bacon and cost more than I wanted to pay. (Yes, I'm occasionally even too cheap for Waffle House. I admit it.)
You could also get the grits as a side item and buy the egg with cheese separately, except that it also came with toast if you ordered it that way. There seemed to be no way to avoid the dang toast.
After talking about my non-desire for toast (which you wouldn't think would be THAT strange a request) with the waitress a couple of times, I thought we had figured out how I could just get both the egg and the grits as side items with nothing else. Ah, problem solved. Or not.
When my plate arrived, there in the middle, smack dab between the egg and the grits, were two pieces of White Bread Toast.
I just shook my head in resignation and said to the waitress, "There's just no escaping the toast, is there?"
Without a word, she swooped in, scooped up the toast in her hand, and in one swift motion, threw it directly into the trashcan.
Problem solved. No toast for me. LOL
I wanted one egg scrambled with cheese, and some grits, no toast. Sounds simple right? There was a breakfast plate with the egg and grits but it came with toast and bacon and cost more than I wanted to pay. (Yes, I'm occasionally even too cheap for Waffle House. I admit it.)
You could also get the grits as a side item and buy the egg with cheese separately, except that it also came with toast if you ordered it that way. There seemed to be no way to avoid the dang toast.
After talking about my non-desire for toast (which you wouldn't think would be THAT strange a request) with the waitress a couple of times, I thought we had figured out how I could just get both the egg and the grits as side items with nothing else. Ah, problem solved. Or not.
When my plate arrived, there in the middle, smack dab between the egg and the grits, were two pieces of White Bread Toast.
I just shook my head in resignation and said to the waitress, "There's just no escaping the toast, is there?"
Without a word, she swooped in, scooped up the toast in her hand, and in one swift motion, threw it directly into the trashcan.
Problem solved. No toast for me. LOL
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