Fruit in a Pouch You Say?

So, I was at the grocery store today (Publix) and saw these little guys by the checkout. I picked one up and thought what the heck. They are one serving of fruit...and apparently...fruit in a pouch is very big in other lands. The have no preservatives, no colorings, no additives, no fat, no genetic modification, no water added, no dairy or gluten...nothing artificial. Pretty yummy. I immediately thought of those of you on mushies (really I think this could qualify as a full liquid). They do not have to be refrigerated...unless opened.

If you want more info, their website is here.

High Cholesterol? You Can Suck My Right Elbow Ma'am

This morning I went to our annual health fair here at work. They take your blood pressure. Stick your finger and get your cholesterol, etc.



And do you know what they told me? Your cholesterol should below 200 and mine was 216! WHAT? I don't hardly ever eat fried food! I don't eat eggs. I eat pretty healthy (okay, minus this weekend but she said that wouldn't matter). I was just suprised! I blame genetics.



I also decided last night that I was going to lose 4 pounds this week and see 205 on the scale. Just wanted to let you guys know that was my plan.



I finished reading Julia Child's My Life in France. I really love Meryl Streeps portrayl of her in Julie Julia...and wanted to read more about her story. It was pretty good. Most of the food she cooked sounds beyond gross to my very uncultured midwest palate...but she seemed like a very quirky unconvential woman.

Love and Food

This is me immediately after my temper tantrum. It didn't last terribly long! I told Tracey to get the camera...I was going to throw a fit. He asked why. I said "SNAP THE PICTURES PRETTY BOY...I DONT PAY YOU TO TALK". No...I did explain myself.

We had a great weekend full of naughty foods! It is really amazing that I didnt gain!

Our drinks. Me...a Flirtini. Tracey...a Blue Moon.

Next it was time for photo shoot on the boardwalk!

And then...this was Friday. When it "snowed" here in Pensacola. Can you see the snow? No...I don't think you can. But I was going to try and eat it. I wonder if snow has protein in it!? What's nice about this picture is that I am wearing other people's clothes. Lacey gave me the jacket, Gen gave me the jeans, and Angie gave me the underwear. (kidding...but I know she would if I asked).





Lastly I will leave you with a comparison shot from last Vday!

A Tantrum

Yes. My fellow bandsters are leaving me behind. What happened to solidarity? HMM? There were several of us who were hovering a little above the 200's. I thought we were all for one and one for all. Apparently we are only all for ONEDERLAND! So I handled all the good news of fellow bandsters busting through plateau's with all the maturity I could muster from my 30 years of life.

FINE! I will stop eating tons of candy, desserts, cheese...I will start drinking water again. FINE! Perhaps one day I will see the mighty oasis that is known as Onderland.

Just perhaps I will.

Peek-A-POO...It's Amy!

MY PEOPLE!

*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?

I mean...JEESH!

Butter My Butt And Call Me A Biscuit

Well it is at least good to know that my scale does, in fact, move. Yes my little sugarbeans...I am up 2.5 pounds.

*Long, deep, from the gut kinda sigh*

Amazing how just one day of debauchery can make a difference.

I forgot to answer the question "Where did you get the bikini"? Well, I got it at Bealls. Which is a Florida only store....but I wonder if you could find it on their website?

Also, we have a little problem. I am losing hair again! Say WHAAAAT? I started to notice it about 2 weeks ago but I decided I must just be hyper sensitive. However, the floor in our bathroom where I stand to blow dry my hair cannot lie. Neither can our shower drain. A year and two weeks after surgery...and 6 months after I stopped losing hair the first time...here it comes again.

Well I dont think I can blame it on the anaesthesia this time. I guess I should start taking my vitamins again. And I GUESS I should track my protein again. Crap!

That's Right-I Ate Like Crap--Take That You Digital Devil!

So, I told you guys I was going to teach the scale a thing or two! And it turns out, it may be a pound or two...in the wrong direction.

After fighting the good fight yesterday and avoiding Cheetos (thank you for your support on Facebook ladies)...we bought a bag today. Along with a bag of trail mix that includes peanuts, m&m's, chocolate chips, and peanut butter chips.

And then I had fried pickles for dinner.

So I expect to be punished tomorrow on my official weigh in day. But at least the scale will move! hahaha...

Okay...not funny. But I was hoping to at least shake things up and then get back on track.

For all my friends here in the States have a wonderful Super Bowl Sunday!

And one last thing...we have a fellow blogger getting ready to start her band journey! Julie lives in Ireland and would love some support!