I would join y'all on this weight loss program, but Mom keeps buying rootbeer and putting it in her fridge. She stopped putting the bite-size snickers in the pockets of my uniforms after she irons them, but still has the bowl of them sitting in her kitchen. I only have so much self-discipline!!
If I want to lose weight, I'll have to give up rootbeer, snickers, and going to Mom's place. That means I'd have to iron my own uniforms while suffering thru sugar withdrawals. Is weight loss really worth all that?
And is anyone really serious about this? Y'all aren't saying much. Are you too busy exercising? Are you quietly sitting at Sonic having a Route 44 and hoping we don't find out? Are you secretly hoping the whole subject of weight loss will go away if you ignore it long enough? I just want to know cause if I start this program, I want someone around to listen to me gripe until I can gloat.
I think a weekly report should be required.
Well, I'm going to think about it for a while longer . . .
at least until after I finish my Route 44.
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You are so funny!
I can't afford the gas to drive to Sonic to get a Route 44. I'm trying to find my pleasures at home. However, I would be willing to drop $90 on a Wii Fit if I could find the damn thing anywhere in Little Rock. Yesterday I asked Ken to stop by Best Buy while he was in town. Their ad stated that they would have a minimum of 10 in the store. Ken said the salesman confirmed that there had been 10 in the store that morning, but there were also 60 people in line waiting to purchase them! Idiots! I guess I'll just go plug in my treadmill and remove the clothing hanging from it and wipe the dust off of it. I think the Wii Fit would have been more entertaining for my children this summer (them watching me try to do it).
I have lost the five vacation pounds plus one. That's six down, and a million to go. I'm focusing on the next four for now.
Those little snickers bars are the enemy. You've got to think some real negative thoughts about them. I bought two bags of bite-size candy bars for Jayma to take to school for an end-of-the-year party, and Ken and the girls pounced on them like victims of a concentration camp....nothing but empty wrappers blowing in the wind. I had to stop back by the store on the way to Jayma's school to get more candy bars.
I stumbled across four pieces of black furniture at Walmart on clearance. I got a lateral file, a small bookcase, and a hutch to go on top of each. On Friday, Jennie and I spent most of the day doing the "some assembly required" part. Blonde moments led to much laughter during the process. We put them in the office, and I love them!
Now I've got to get back to sorting, filing, and organizing.
Did ya'll complete the baseball season? How was it?
Honey Gail
Honey Gail, I remember a few years back when a treadmill provided some good entertainment at your house. Jennie and Jayma told me about "Daddy pinching Mommy's behind while Mommy was trying to walk on her treadmill, and Mommy getting mad and Daddy laughing and Chase barking and kids clapping ..." Sounded like real family fun to me.
What's a Wii Fit?
I should explain about ironing Karen's uniforms ... One of my grandchildren may read these posts and wonder why I'm taking in laundry.
The thing is ... (Pay attention here, grandchildren) ... Any mother of grown children is constantly figuring out ways to get these big people (who still look like little people to her) back home again. For a month, or a day, or fifteen minutes. Doesn't matter. Just GET THEM BACK. By any means possible. No rules apply.
So ... I sized up the situation when I first came to Murfreesboro and saw that my best bet for seeing Karen at least once a week was to wash and iron her uniforms. Now, just like clockwork, she comes in here on Fridays ... dropping off the basket of dirty stuff and picking up hangers filled with sweet-smelling, neatly ironed, creased and mended clothes.
I was putting a miniature snickers bar into the pocket of each "scrub" top, but she begged me to stop because of her weight.
(long sigh ...)
When my daughters - your mothers - were small they loved dresses with pockets. They called them Poppets, and nothing in the world was more fun or useful than two good poppets.
Now that I'm old and foolish. (All grandmothers are old and foolish) it makes me happy to put one little candy bar in each of Karen's uniform poppets.
But ... no more. She has gotten firm with me.
Old mama's with empty nests will do anything to get hold of a kid. Any kid. So ... sometimes, when it's too long from one Friday to the next, I call Karen's cell phone at 8AM - right when I know she'll be leaving her work - and I say, "I've just finished taking biscuits out of the oven, and I'm making a pan of gravy ..." Within fifteen minutes she is coming through the front door. I feed her bacon, eggs, biscuits and gravy and she goes back for seconds. Am I undermining her dieting program? Well, yes, but, if I called and told her I had just chopped up some lettuce, carrots and a few bell peppers, do you think she'd show up? No, she would not. So ... when I get kid-hungry I cook biscuits and gravy. It's a can't-fail plan.
I wish I had a good excuse, like Mom sabotaging my diet, but Ijust like to eat and it's too hot to exercise. I'm not losing anything and I'm scared to step on the scale.
The Wii Fit does sound like fun. I'm not sure exactly what it does, Mom, but you play an exercise video on it (shows up on your TV), then you stand on the Wii and it knows if you're doing what you're supposed to or not.
Maybe I'll just tear up some carpet for exercise. I'm going to stain my cement floors so that they look like marble. This was Patti's idea when she heard about my misbehaving dogs. I figure if it looks bad, I'll put in hard wood . . . some day.
The Wii Fit allows you to use the kid's game to do Yoga, aerobics, strength training, and balance games. By standing on the balance board provided, the game decides whether you are doing the moves correctly. I've been told that the computerized loud-mouth can be a bit of a drill sergeant.....best to stay on the beginner's level.
Of course, it the children get to whining and crying too much about not getting to use their game, you might have to incorporate ear plugs into the routine.
Carmen just called about 2 hours to ask me about this blog thing and why I haven't been participating.... and I had to admit I didn't know how and didn't understand how it worked.... she had already guessed that. Anyway I finally found the old email from Erin... clicked on the link (with Carmen instructing me the whole time) only to find out "my invitation had expired"... then I had to email Erin and ask for another ivitation which she sent and then Carmen walked me through it again. Ta Da!!!! I've arrived!
My thoughts on losing weight....
well..... mmmm..... I know hundreds of ways to gain weight! I could be a real expert on that!
Actually about 3 weeks ago I started drinking Mix 1 supplements twice a day and eating one normal meal. I've lost 5 lbs or so and it hasn't been hard at all. It's all natural with 5 servings of green tea and tons of vitamins and protein in each one. I'm not hungry and overall I think it makes me feel better.... We'll see. I don't do treadmills or aerobics .... I did try a Jane Fonda workout tape once... thought I was doing pretty good... until I realized it was only the warm up and not the real thing.... I trashed that tape pretty fast. She wore those stupid leg warmers on her skinny legs! I thought they looked cool at the time.
I'll let you know how the MIX 1 works.
Ashley and MaryLynn are on a cruise. They called today from Mexico - having a great time.
They'll be home around midnight Thursday. I can't wait.
Time for bed. 4:45 comes early!
Patti
Patti! You made it! Good for you! I still don't know what this blogging business really is, but whatever it is I'm glad you're doing it with us.
I'm waiting for a report from Mary Lynn and Ashley about their cruise. Tell them to post it on this blog and we can all enjoy it.
Or ... Should we have a separate place for idle chatter and leave this space open for "pounds and ounces" talk only?
Somebody give me a little guidance here, please.
well, I have to admit I have reached a plateau with the first 5 that I lost. Erin and I try to walk every nite but her social life sometimes interferes with our evening walkathon.
But yes, Karen, I am sitting here with my Route 44 vanilla diet coke, even as I type. MMMMM. so delicious!
AT LEAST IT'S DIET!!! (wonder how many calories are in the vanilla?)
The "and then some" in the blog name is for all of our chitchat outside of the diet realm. Why would I want to belong to a chat room/blog that's ALL about diet. I'm a diet failure!! I want all of the good stuff like what Mary Lynn and Ashley did in Mexico and how my garden is growing over at Karen's house (where are some pics, sis?) As far as I'm concerned, the dieting is just a little aside . . . very, very little.
Maybe I'll try Patti's Mix 1. That sounds painless enough.
Ohhhh .... I'm okay then.
Listen, Carmen, don't be pulling up carpet during the hot summertime. Wait 'til fall to do that. A few more months won't make any difference. Did your dogs just have bathroom accidents on it, or did they - like - chew it up? If it is only a matter of pee, then rent a steam-vac thing from your nearest Kroger store and shampoo the heck out of it. Mix a little clorox in with the prescribed cleaning liquid. It'll work. Open plenty of windows for ventilation while breathing in the toxic cleaning fumes.
Tearing up carpet is real hard work. And does Patti K guarantee this marble-look? Has she actually done this kind of thing before? (HAVE you Patti?) Carmen, you should insist that Patti come help with the project. Schedule a floor renewal party. Shoot! Insist that everyone come. Patti, Donna, Karen and Honey Gail. Tell them to wear favorite work clothes and you'll furnish sugar-free Kool aid and a good time will be had by all. Furthermore ... if the job is done right, everyone will sweat off those unwanted pounds.
I wish I lived right next door so I could meddle in your business better. It's hard to "supervise" long-distance. (smile)
There was a woman in Bigelow who had three grown children who lived - with their families - in three little houses right around their mama. Most ideal arrangement any woman could ever hope for. If I could go back and live my life over that's what I'd insist on. I'd have a big shady front porch with a rocking chair. I'd do nothing but rock babies morning to night. Now and then I'd holler for someone to bring me a fresh baby and pick up the fussy one.
You know ... We should each be alloted two times through this life. Once for practice and once for real. I know I could get it right the second time through.
Mama - I do wish you lived next door. It would be so much fun. No little babies here... but Daytona and Kita - the new dog we rescued, would love the attention. She's a real loving dog. Never had enough attention. She was going to be put down when she couldn't have babies anymore.... so we heard about her and met her and I fell in love with her. She has been with us about 3 months now. Perfect manners for a dog that never had a chance. Daytona is adjusting. It's been a little hard since she was the "only child" for 7 years.
Today I had a Mix1 for breakfast. A veggie wrap for lunch and a macadamian nut cookie... very small... for desert. Tonite I've had a Mix 1 for dinner. The scales today say 8 lbs down. I don't know if it's right or not... I use the ones at work that cost about 3,000.00 that the cardiac patient's weigh on so I hope they're accurate. We'll see.
The girls will be home tomorrow night. Our little house has gotten bigger by the minute and I've only had 2 loads of laundry since they left. And only 1 roll of toilet paper has been used. We've only had one bag of garbage to carry out. No fights to break up.... No drama... I'm can't wait til things get back to normal.
Damn - I miss them being here.
More later
Patti
I got back in town tonight and have caught up on the blog. Just want to let y'all know that thinking about weight loss caused me to gain two pounds! I'm not sure I'm going to be very good at this program, but I'm about ready to give it a go. I'm trying to think of a weekly reward system. I need a good incentive if I hope to succeed. Do y'all reward yourselves? And NO, I don't think just losing the weight and feeling better is enough of a reward.
Donna, I've hit the 5-pound plateau also. Frustrating! The scales just keep teasing me now with a pound or two lost followed by a pound or two gained.
Karen, Where have you been that you are just getting back from? Did this have to do with the baseball games? How did it go? I have not come up with a good reward system yet, but it seems like a good idea.
Patti, Glad you finally joined us! You were being so quiet, I was starting to think you must be sitting on somebody's turtles in the corner. lol
The turtle story! I had forgotten it. I'm glad you brought it up again, Honey Gail. You made me smile this morning.
Donna, did you ever hear about Tony's turtle-loving years? Are you the least bit interested in events that took place half-a-century ago? I'll tell you, if you are. You won't have to twist my arm or nothin'.
Carmen, Your garden is doing great! The squash is huge and there is actually some squash! The tomato plants have outgrown their cute little frames and are stretching wildly towards the sun. There are a few flowers actually blooming. Come by anytime to take a picture and upload it to the blog. I'm sure you're not expecting my computer-illiterate self to do something so advanced!!
When I get skinny from eating veggies instead of snickers, I'll figure out how to upload a picture of my sexy butt!
Linda, I took a trip to East TN to attend a friends funeral. She worked at the hospital with me and died in a carwreck when she left work last Saturday.
A ballgame would have been a much better place to be.
I just read the previous post and felt a need to clarify.
I'm going to upload a picture of my sexy butt in a pair of size 8 jeans! Not just the sexy butt!
I know what you were thinking...
We all appreciate the use of denim! We are trying to keep this a family blog.
size 8?
aahhh, yes. definitely the good old days.
Erin keeps wanting to practice her fashion merchandising skills on me. I try to tell her to just leave me alone! Elasticized waist band is MY friend. She is relentless.
I'm 52 years old! Why in the world do I have to wear what some 21 year old size 4 tells me?!
I don't! I am going to rebel and tell her to find someone else to practice on. Any volunteers out there?
Nope, no volunteers from the 40+ crowd. We are all enjoying our elasticized waist bands. Comfort really moves up the priority list with age.
Well, she just wants me to be "hip".
The only thing I know about "hip" is "I hope I don't break one of mine in the near future."
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