*The scene...Amy standing on a balcony like Madonna in Evita...arms open...love pouring out in song* (Rule #1 of blogging, always be dramatic and give visuals)
I haven't blogged in days (Rule #2 of blogging...no need to state the obvious).
I have been eating all sort of willie nillie. I blame each and everyone one of you...and take no responsibility for shoveling sugar into my pie hole (Rule #3 of blogging...make false claims to get the masses riled up). The problem is, my one day of eating bad to teach Mr. Scale a lesson has turned into several. Alas...I am bored with it. Good news though. No regular fully loaded Sunkist. And we have been working out. So I am still maintaining my 2.5 pound gain.
This weekend for we are dressing up with fancy little hair-do's and fine threads and going to Hemingways and spending money on high priced food. I am looking forward to it! It is also Mardi Gras weekend so we will probably hit a parade or two...scream like idiots for plastic beads...and then go home and say "What the hell am I going to do with all these beads and why do they stink?"
I met Mary for a quick little lunch yesterday and she handed me some clothes! I am wearing a dress from Mary...that actually came from Catherine! It's a good thing bc the pants Nicole sent me are at the tailors!
A couple of things about this picture. Do you see the whiteness of my arm? I am like day-glo. But you probably didnt see my arm bc you were too busy staring at my Tyra Banks forehead...or as she calls it...a fivehead. It looks huge. Probably because I am going bald again.
Speaking of hair loss...I went to the support group meeting the other night. Still just me, one other bandster, and one potentially bandster named Vickie! Yes, just us 3 and about 9 million gastric bypassers (rule #43 of blogging...exaggerate! It makes things exciting). The doctors didnt even come this time. Too bad bc I was wearing lip gloss! I also talked about poop. WELL!!! Someone had to do it!
Two more housekeeping items for the day. First, Jennifer sent me a pair of jeans and some little hot shorts from Old Navy! Thank you Jen! I call them hot shorts bc Tracey saw how short they were and got all hot and bothered. I also just love to say your last name. Wanicki!
I would like to introduce you to Joey! Joey found me on facebook and then I found her wedding pictures and wanted to be just like her and picked her dry about her wedding and reception. Well now she has her own lapband blog and she is in the icky preop stage!
Okay dokey! I think that is about it for me today.
ONE more thing...the title of my post! Well, after talking about making boom boom at support group, I decided to take a gentle laxative. I took 2 last night at 6:30. 14 HOURS LATER...it started to work. 14 hours? Where was that hiding at? Was it THAT long and laborious of a journey that it took 14 hours to work itself out?