I havent read Angies latest blog post bc currently I am at work and the system is being finicky, and I can post but not read other blogs. ARGH. Regardless...I called Angie today at the old spa (it is so easy to stalk people today), and I confirm she talks just like she does on her video blog :) But it was fantastic to chat like long lost friends.
Other thoughts for the day:
Do you know what annoys me to the point of neck snapping someone into eternal sleepy time? Gum chomping. Oh...it's horrible. I want to say you are a 55 year old woman. Keep it closed sister.
Blog stalkers...the people you will never know that read your blog. I am pretty sure I have some anonymous readers and among them are Brad Pitt, the Dalai Lama, and Oprah. Lot's of possibilities there.
I still slap my own hand that I never pause to think how far I have come, bc I am too focused on reaching the next goal.
I have often wondered how getting food in our "little pouch" made us not hungry. It didnt really make sense because I always thought that food had to make it into our lower stomach before we could feel satisfied. Today while surfing the web, I found an interesting article from 2005 on NY Times and liked this description:
The Lap-Band, as the device is called, squeezes his stomach into a bottom-heavy hourglass shape with an upper pouch about the size of a walnut. Filling the pouch stimulates nerves that create a sensation of fullness. The small opening to the lower stomach slows digestion to delay the onset of hunger pangs.
When is the last time you hand wrote a letter and mailed it to someone? For me it was last fall, but isnt it wonderful to get a handwritten letter in the mail?
I am actually hungry right now. Physical hunger. That rarely happens since my last fill.
And we will end with a little known fact about Amy: I won, for two years in a row, a local chicken clucking contest. You know, for sounding like a chicken? I also do a fabulous barnacle impression.