Operation Fanny Loss

Couple of things I would like to touch on today my congregants.

In no particular order:

Getting Married!

This weekend we went to Defuniak Springs to relax and enjoy Heather's people. We had a fantastic time as always, although I didn't get to shoot a gun. There is always next time. I got engaged to Heather's five year old nephew (cousin...but he seems more like a nephew). He gave me a pink ring silly band. And it's official. We told him that because Heather and I can't get married in the wonderful state of Florida (and over 40 plus close minded states), and since I was dying to become a Gainey one way or another...that he would have to marry me. He agreed. With one stipulation.

He will marry me in 15 years...if I "work some of my fanny off".

I told him the engagement was off.

Sugar and Sneaky Snacks

Well, as I have shared with a few of you...Amy has been a bad girl this last week or so. I have consumed gargantuan amounts of sugar...usually in the form of chocolate. So, this week I am trying to steer clear of that sweet succulent goodness. And I just ate lunch and now I want a shot of Snickers to end it.

But, in addition to eating these bad foods...I have been eating them in secret! Hiding wrappers, shoveling things in my mouth.

Blah.

But I am okay. We all have our moments...

Remember when I hid in the bathroom stall at work and at an Otis Spunkehiemer muffin? Can anyone say low point?

Blogging for Real People

Draz was bloggin about being an anonymous blogger and how I, like many of you, am NOT. I will say, it's hard business when "real" people read your blog. And by real, you know I am not implying you are fake, but instead referring to the people that will now walk in my office and look for my candy bar wrappers hidden in the bottom of my trashcan. It's harder because people want to help in your real life, and sometimes you aren't asking for help.

Ya dig?

It's also harder because I like to post pictures of me-self in my undies so you can see how the bod is holding up (or saggin down), and it's a wee bit odd when I know my coworkers will see. But really...if work allowed me to hang out in my undies...I might just do it.

Pencil Skirt Power

You remember that pencil skirt I got a couple of months ago? The one that made me feel like one hot sex kitten? Well, it was a size 14...and now...its a size loose. And a pencil skirt only works when it fits like a glove. WELL, for my Halloween costume, I needed another one. I tried on a size 10. It fit just fine. Looked good sans power panties. BUT, I wanted it to fit if I lost a few more pounds. And I wanted it snug. So I bought a size 8! Yeah. So now Operation Fanny Loss has commenced. I have 12 days to lose a few LB's. I would like to be able to sit at the Halloween party. But really...sitting is a tad overrated dont you think?

Wide Open

I forgot to tell you! I lost my restriction. I can't find it anywhere! I had it in Chicago and now *poof*...it's gone. Friday I ate...wait for it....

Wait for it...

4 pieces of hand tossed pizza! Down the hatch. No problem. I could have eaten 5. Saturday I ate 3 pieces. The other day I ate an entire chicken quesadilla. No problem-o. So anywhoozle, I probably need a fill.

But I am not going to get one. I am going on a "diet" for the next 12 days. And then, when Dr. Friedman gets back (he is out of a few weeks), I might see where I am at hunger wise and go get a little poke. For real...I am not paying my copay for a fill if I don't get to see Dr. Friedman! I hearts him.