tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13345495846478620842024-03-05T04:26:17.147-08:00Tossing My Cookies"When I buy cookies I eat just four and throw the rest away. But first I spray them with Raid so I won't dig them out of the garbage later. Be careful though, because that Raid really doesn't taste that bad." ~Janette BarberCarrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-1473540655769995892013-01-20T20:53:00.002-08:002013-01-20T20:53:27.770-08:00It worked. Now what?<br />
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The twelve steps?<br />
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O.k.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-48486310713641219652013-01-18T11:19:00.002-08:002013-01-18T11:21:53.953-08:00Yesterday was day two.<br />
Morning shake?<br />
S'all right.<br />
Evening shake?<br />
S'all right.<br />
Lunch shake?<br />
Garbage.<br />
Blended garbage.<br />
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Maybe not garbage.<br />
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Maybe more like yard work...all blended together.<br />
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I choked it down the first day.<br />
The second day, my brain refused.<br />
It said things like,<br />
"You cannot put cucumber and pineapple together!"<br />
"This tastes like wet lawn clippings and pineapple!"<br />
"You have to eat this with a spoon! It's too thick!! THIRTY TWO OUNCES!?! You'll never get this all down!"<br />
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Alarm bells were going off.<br />
Horns honking.<br />
People running around inside my head, screaming.<br />
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I'd throw it back, check how many ounces I was down.<br />
No visible progress. <br />
Half an hour later, I had about half of it left. <br />
16 ounces...<br />
15 ounces...<br />
"I'm not going to keep doing this!!" my brain screamed.<br />
13 ounces...<br />
"THAT'S IT! STOP or you'll puke!<br />
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Fine. I'll stop.<br />
But we won't quit.<br />
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I went to the kitchen and did this...<br />
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Ate forkfuls of that.<br />
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Tried the strained juice. Still too much texture, so I did this...<br />
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I got it down.<br />
Just....separately. <br />
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Today I will blend my pineapple by itself and drink it.<br />
Then I will take my cucumbers, celery, lime, and various other things, blend them and chug them. <br />
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I hope it works. Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-30420739956091491522013-01-16T08:04:00.001-08:002013-01-16T08:04:15.427-08:00<div class="MsoNormal">
My husband got a life insurance exam, and wasn't pleased with his results. In fact, he was worried. He called his mom with his numbers (she's a nurse that specializes in diabetes education), and she suggested he try "The Blood Sugar Solution" six week program. Which starts with a <a href="http://drhyman.com/blog/video/dr-ozs-detox-cleanse-with-dr-oz-and-dr-mark-hyman/" target="_blank">3-day detox . </a>We started out this morning with green tea. Blech. Nastiness with lemon and stevia. After having a cup full of that, I can't say I'm looking forward to drinking all my meals for the next three days. I can say I am looking forward to ingesting "super fat" (coconut oil), though. Suuuper Faaat!</div>
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It's like eating super powers. </div>
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In fact, I just might make myself a "Super
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Wait, no I shouldn't. People might read it wrong.</div>
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I'd walk down the road wearing that shirt and they'd be all like, "Super Fat? Well, that's obvious". </div>
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Whatever, people.</div>
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Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-33982062662341806022012-10-14T21:10:00.001-07:002012-10-14T21:10:21.823-07:00I've found the answer. I know why fat people wear sequins, and patterns.<br />
Well, most fat people.<br />
I just wear black, and other dark colors. <br />
Fat people wear them to distract people.<br />
"Look! Look at the shiny things! You see no fat! You see patterns! You see sequin snowmen!"<br />
Yes, really.<br />
I bought one myself.<br />
It works like magic.<br />
Or so I tell myself. <br />
See?<br />
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I don't even know if I can work blogger anymore.<br />
Guess I'll just work on myself instead. Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-42484963778107440022011-06-12T19:51:00.000-07:002011-06-12T19:52:39.915-07:00Why did this company go out of business?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3pCsjyuaFeSzU4rTKpT5g37pvSrRJo9HY1V9gORMz6dd_bp_eCe75SkWYYpe08Cuyt0rQzvSNS4uvL76YB_-YExlZFcSLvyGgDAjhO0Waci7NRE_6gjfRtFVuWA_XwSENJprQtKFmdqGk/s1600/tapeworms.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3pCsjyuaFeSzU4rTKpT5g37pvSrRJo9HY1V9gORMz6dd_bp_eCe75SkWYYpe08Cuyt0rQzvSNS4uvL76YB_-YExlZFcSLvyGgDAjhO0Waci7NRE_6gjfRtFVuWA_XwSENJprQtKFmdqGk/s320/tapeworms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617531679876595474" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I could use a tapeworm or two about now.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-77603916998545367652011-05-29T18:45:00.000-07:002012-10-12T13:35:54.914-07:00No competition.I <span style="font-style: italic;">HATE, DETEST, and LOATHE</span> competition. <br />
When I started losing weight last time, I swear it jogged everyone's memory, and they remembered that they needed to lose weight too!<br />
Then it became a not so subtle competition. <br />
SO ANNOYING.<br />
If you want to lose weight, do it.<br />
I couldn't care less if you do.<br />
Just don't compete against me.<br />
Because I'll stop. <br />
You go with your winning self. <br />
I'm going to stop right here and wait until you are gone.<br />
I did it before, and I'll do it again.<br />
When you're not looking.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-84552096279105838822010-09-21T21:37:00.000-07:002010-09-21T21:40:58.923-07:00I really shouldweigh in. <br />Yes, I should.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDTCwJclWLj4a9HwbT1VdV0jFbj4q7xmhUNehnmY_0NbgRUeIrVJBcOmlUDvWmt0hN5cy5Cr0GFk1tH0RaUvXWHH75fhl3dFH35z2_pBJeC9ssUWTZ5AU_tEI1wgAfYny3Ihvh4pCrvXl/s1600/awful+truth.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfDTCwJclWLj4a9HwbT1VdV0jFbj4q7xmhUNehnmY_0NbgRUeIrVJBcOmlUDvWmt0hN5cy5Cr0GFk1tH0RaUvXWHH75fhl3dFH35z2_pBJeC9ssUWTZ5AU_tEI1wgAfYny3Ihvh4pCrvXl/s320/awful+truth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519593017509235410" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Lately, instead of tossing my cookies, I've been keeping them...and eating them. <br />I can't figure out why my train derailed, and why I don't want to get back on the train, but I need to. <br />I feel like the train has already left, and I need to run and catch up, but I hate running. <br />*sigh*<br />stay tuned.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-19876291897031446302010-08-07T09:52:00.000-07:002010-08-07T16:20:58.574-07:00The blog is aliiiive, with the sound of weight loss.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcmu49qxKzOwJvFMOX08ii7NbsgGRJpDI9ZHyeKH-t62g4HLOhXoU32do4YEj2HOFSFnGSWuxI1ttnp_4v0rsLfSsA1w2mgA4bOg0pwSaKOvii1hTxDXvUS5YZ9ly1jPyJNavxASa-wbfu/s1600/soundmusic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcmu49qxKzOwJvFMOX08ii7NbsgGRJpDI9ZHyeKH-t62g4HLOhXoU32do4YEj2HOFSFnGSWuxI1ttnp_4v0rsLfSsA1w2mgA4bOg0pwSaKOvii1hTxDXvUS5YZ9ly1jPyJNavxASa-wbfu/s200/soundmusic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502713961969115890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So I gave up for a month.<br />My motto has always been, "If I can't do it well, I won't do it at all".<br />I know, I know.<br />But I sucked it up, and went back this morning.<br />I've lost 10.5 lbs in that month.<br />I didn't totally give up.<br />I just gave up the going in and stepping on the scale for strangers part.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-57521417129325852302010-07-03T21:50:00.000-07:002010-07-03T21:57:34.300-07:00Oh sister, you know me so well.I got my period today. <br />It was really heavy.<br />So heavy in fact, in the past two weeks leading up to it, I've gained 3.4 pounds. <br />That is all. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkX11o5sel7SRuZ6x59VAyA_aprfRqD5-ZC9YfQPvHSc-Xkol1UKOX3ZbKfST8pFcrr827OZDeaMrDI_Rb61iKDkKhss5CCCFSr5NZC_QnbmD3goW-t-o0qXjL6fD4tW-cKjvpGnydoSyL/s1600/crying.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkX11o5sel7SRuZ6x59VAyA_aprfRqD5-ZC9YfQPvHSc-Xkol1UKOX3ZbKfST8pFcrr827OZDeaMrDI_Rb61iKDkKhss5CCCFSr5NZC_QnbmD3goW-t-o0qXjL6fD4tW-cKjvpGnydoSyL/s200/crying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489910305605781186" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Show's over people.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-9381560932427784192010-06-19T08:52:00.001-07:002010-06-19T08:52:39.456-07:00.5Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-2776667909122514202010-06-13T20:45:00.001-07:002010-06-13T20:46:17.355-07:00Losing weight is hard.Maybe I should try losing hair or losing library books or something.<br />Those would be a lot easier.<br /><br /><br />P.S. Jen? I can't leave comments on your blog :(<br />See <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.oinkledoinkle.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold;">my other blog</span></a> for an explanation.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-14705626010704475732010-06-05T08:59:00.000-07:002010-06-05T09:03:15.818-07:00No excuses.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_e1Tvpz7k5YlQDjfzdbvU37Fooa7o3OallVgqzT9REa89Io5mcmfyJck1taqJ1_PGkQovB6kWOW2NpG-_yEin-lYp3hnzS0dFFx4jbVCGPsOyWUIN8pCC1JyG1ZYT5oUHotO7hhZ-RzT/s1600/fat+pants.GIF"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 114px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_e1Tvpz7k5YlQDjfzdbvU37Fooa7o3OallVgqzT9REa89Io5mcmfyJck1taqJ1_PGkQovB6kWOW2NpG-_yEin-lYp3hnzS0dFFx4jbVCGPsOyWUIN8pCC1JyG1ZYT5oUHotO7hhZ-RzT/s320/fat+pants.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479319925626513346" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So last week I lost .4 lbs and thought, "I stink at losing weight".<br />I didn't post it, because it was disappointing.<br />This week I <span style="font-style:italic;">gained</span> 1.2 lbs and thought, "I really stink at losing weight".<br />I posted it.<br />I don't know why.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-51690582410368463392010-05-25T19:38:00.000-07:002010-05-25T19:42:50.751-07:00So today...We did our two mile walk, <span style="font-style:italic;">and</span> 13 minutes of the Bollywood workout.<br />Oh yes, that's right, we did 4 minutes more than we did the last time. <br />But I didn't stop there.<br />Oh no.<br />I did an additional four hours of weeding.<br />My hip hurts like an 80 year old. <br />I'm not even 40 yet.<br />I'm hoping to make it to 30 pounds by Saturday.<br />I hate it when people say, "Wish me luck!", because it's kind of bossy. <br />What if they don't want to wish you luck?<br />What if they're too busy?<br />So, how about if I say...<br />I wish me luck!<br />Because I need it.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-65033483632538822062010-05-22T09:57:00.000-07:002010-05-22T10:14:54.514-07:00S'mores, Hot Dogs, and Cheetos, OH MY!As you may know, I recently spent four lovely days in Texas hill country with my friend. <br />Eating, tubing down the river, eating, talking, tubing, talking, eating, etc.<br />(In my defense, I did make <span style="font-style:italic;">some</span> good food choices.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvbl3q-aWyLxHCOMCIFb1SGv133PViFTLr64UgbiCmfpzgV-KN3vwaa1t8uxqZiYDo2UCkmoKbLljH6_gxx1EkFsI87JUq2AR6oWi51XpJp-xQqbIKgDfuntZodZ5V-KaihaubICPjkHPG/s1600/butter.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 155px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvbl3q-aWyLxHCOMCIFb1SGv133PViFTLr64UgbiCmfpzgV-KN3vwaa1t8uxqZiYDo2UCkmoKbLljH6_gxx1EkFsI87JUq2AR6oWi51XpJp-xQqbIKgDfuntZodZ5V-KaihaubICPjkHPG/s320/butter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474143565246714754" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So this morning, as I walked up to the Weight Watchers door this morning, I thought to myself, <br />"I should have a panic attack and run to my car!"<br />But I wasn't sure how to have a panic attack, so I opened the door and went in.<br />She weighed me and said,<br />"o.k."<br />I wondered what I should say.<br />Should I confess right there?<br />Should I justify my weight gain?<br />"You lost 1.6 pounds, good job."<br />"WHA?"<br />"You've done really good so far."<br />"WHA?"<br />I lost. <br />Oh yes, I did. <br />Methinks I should go to Texas every week. <br />Sounds like a good weight loss plan to me.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-11443564891709602442010-05-08T21:04:00.000-07:002010-05-08T21:06:56.242-07:00There's so few of you,I should just text you with the number every week. <br />Then I wouldn't have to blog about such an insignificant weight loss number.<br />.4<br />I'm pretty sure I gained the week before last, after my beach adventure.<br />Because I exercised to the point of running this week.<br />Seriously.<br />At least I didn't gain, right?<br />Right?Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-15785818815347073902010-05-04T11:05:00.000-07:002010-05-04T11:14:13.037-07:00Sooo...We went to do the 2 mile walk this morning (on demand)<br />Wait, what?<br />How much did I lose?<br />Er...um...<br />I haven't weighed in yet. <br />Anyhooo...<br />I tried to get my two mile walk on, and it wasn't there!<br />Helloooo, Comcast?<br />Why are you messing with my walk?<br />I even have a guest in my home every morning doing it with me, and on the second day she comes over, annnnd...<br />nothing.<br />Just a "family walk".<br />I would just like to say that "family walking" is faster than a plain two mile walk. <br />Not only that, but it cuts off the last 10 minutes. <br />What did we do after our mile and a half?<br />We did this...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YcOBaeqqU3Q&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YcOBaeqqU3Q&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Yes, about 9 minutes of that, to be exact. <br />I have no idea how they "screw in light-bulbs" for 10 minutes at a time, while simultaneously gliding across the floor. <br />I bet you wish you could have seen that. <br />Yeah, no one is allowed to ever see that. <br />Don't even try peeking in the windows either.<br />They're draped in saris.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-74534662668778942782010-04-30T21:40:00.000-07:002010-04-30T21:58:50.817-07:00I'm chicken.I'm thinking of skipping my weigh in this week. <br />First of all, I'm supposed to get my period next week.<br />Secondly, I was bad.<br />I might of went here...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0H1Qh4eB4tc9MiMzoG3DNRXkAlP5-0OvSLoHrRf0eZOl_E-Glib9aPBdWfHvOMCgGKvsXT_0qalb2bDxa3eAEWik7MGrY-uB36AqRV3x5-xq3MJZMD9qbd1FswaAiE1XlFv2EhQWA2HU/s1600/kdk_4640.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0H1Qh4eB4tc9MiMzoG3DNRXkAlP5-0OvSLoHrRf0eZOl_E-Glib9aPBdWfHvOMCgGKvsXT_0qalb2bDxa3eAEWik7MGrY-uB36AqRV3x5-xq3MJZMD9qbd1FswaAiE1XlFv2EhQWA2HU/s320/kdk_4640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466157245061079698" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and rendezvoused with this...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgrzdfR_9uCOK8XbT-cAQ9Gv7Xp_5Nea4Y5LVycHW7BF83wbFUfsD3RDQwB3Z0ud82RDUo4PG4SEKRFxjNaDPgOoNlOJExZwraNEHBBY2pCokjdEYoJFYOzSdgYCzxBEQ4GOQfxVFOPWX4/s1600/lemon+mer..jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgrzdfR_9uCOK8XbT-cAQ9Gv7Xp_5Nea4Y5LVycHW7BF83wbFUfsD3RDQwB3Z0ud82RDUo4PG4SEKRFxjNaDPgOoNlOJExZwraNEHBBY2pCokjdEYoJFYOzSdgYCzxBEQ4GOQfxVFOPWX4/s200/lemon+mer..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466158080434987394" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and a little of this...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMUKroXuICNQvhIkGjFLN_GyWCmzWLkCVBlIn_8u8lLtM84Z90EPf7InMlY_F45VxIlQ6dZkYpz1WeRuBn_EnaCl-np2TQgvLLge_CgI72e2KYDI6my5Xr4z6lOZsmUYYFs6aakbAUmHBT/s1600/Napoleon.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMUKroXuICNQvhIkGjFLN_GyWCmzWLkCVBlIn_8u8lLtM84Z90EPf7InMlY_F45VxIlQ6dZkYpz1WeRuBn_EnaCl-np2TQgvLLge_CgI72e2KYDI6my5Xr4z6lOZsmUYYFs6aakbAUmHBT/s200/Napoleon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466158791306895794" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And, um...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xbOHjFE7eQtQ5F9NrDg-npXkcoFIJzTc5mSoLGoAaxx0m9LhXqsQ-68_4VxsVricg0Ee24TtjkFNB-6bKm9Dzk6l8Qa5pMqaC_AS5GobIQntOFAYtRrWYinaXciu-MGZJkVlbGeuYoxD/s1600/fruit+tart.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7xbOHjFE7eQtQ5F9NrDg-npXkcoFIJzTc5mSoLGoAaxx0m9LhXqsQ-68_4VxsVricg0Ee24TtjkFNB-6bKm9Dzk6l8Qa5pMqaC_AS5GobIQntOFAYtRrWYinaXciu-MGZJkVlbGeuYoxD/s320/fruit+tart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466159717825552930" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and I'm not sure, but I think this was involved...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ItjJj1nxQoNhVDtmUw-7abLY7qladsDWZ9FR2KpOzSRnnssHo10WTuHMKKCjh-ceTU0lqcammYLgLaFteOz2dyQu46XrtAkNEZ8VflQDiQyZLAW5DRSTUA55VB6zvz8vWHhBV76Gtw3h/s1600/chocolate.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ItjJj1nxQoNhVDtmUw-7abLY7qladsDWZ9FR2KpOzSRnnssHo10WTuHMKKCjh-ceTU0lqcammYLgLaFteOz2dyQu46XrtAkNEZ8VflQDiQyZLAW5DRSTUA55VB6zvz8vWHhBV76Gtw3h/s320/chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466161147664472722" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I don't know, I may have been in a dessert haze. <br />In fact, I know I was. <br />I better stay home tomorrow and recover from this.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-3479475689366399792010-04-29T12:41:00.000-07:002010-04-29T12:43:21.113-07:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GRHxHapwirw&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GRHxHapwirw&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />"You have no idea what you can do until you try."<br />-Jillian MichaelsCarrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-43718304513712638952010-04-23T09:27:00.000-07:002010-04-23T09:29:56.162-07:00Ta Dah!I weighed in today (one day early).<br />I lost 2.4 lbs today.<br />Yes, that means I not only made it to 25 lbs, I went beyond that and have lost a total of 26.2 lbs. <br />I think I'll celebrate with a nice, big cake. <br />Just kidding.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-11468209163726617012010-04-22T22:16:00.001-07:002010-04-22T22:42:55.451-07:00I hope I didn't make you jealous.I mean, if you really want to walk with her, you can.<br />I'm not hogging her. <br />I feel like I need to make it up to you.<br />I know, I'll tell you a funny Weight Watchers moment. <br />Because I know that's what you come here for. <br />Actually, I don't really know that, I just assume...<br />Unless you're a chubby chaser...<br />In that case, you better <span style="font-style:italic;">get the heck on out of here</span> because you are creeepy. <br />*shudder*<br />I made you feel bad again, didn't I?<br />*sigh*<br />So at my first meeting, they hand me this pamphlet.<br />They hand you one at every meeting.<br />They have themes.<br />Like one week was having a "baditude", and how to fight it. <br />They suggested that we back our baditude up against a wall, <br />and punch it 'til it died. <br />Then you'd be happy. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />No.<br />Not really. <br />Anyhoo, my point is that they have themes every week. <br />So my first week, I was reading through, and happened upon a column where people were asked what they do to perk themselves up.<br />I will never, never forget what one lady said.<br />O.k., I forget her actual words, but she basically said this:<br />"When I feel depressed, I get on my swimsuit, turn up the heat, and dance (or exercise, or something) in front of the t.v."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bfhp8IYOXNN-hwuKEKi4_Gs0nhJ_0TI2hG0v44NzyKp9CgQj1Oj8SP0OHf4YV4GMJtsal6YgW3ZA6PgzJWk5-9XTSym0MaZolKy8LVsVFGhltGzpMq3kHCFxh29d0STEuWPx1upYLPSf/s1600/swimsuit.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bfhp8IYOXNN-hwuKEKi4_Gs0nhJ_0TI2hG0v44NzyKp9CgQj1Oj8SP0OHf4YV4GMJtsal6YgW3ZA6PgzJWk5-9XTSym0MaZolKy8LVsVFGhltGzpMq3kHCFxh29d0STEuWPx1upYLPSf/s320/swimsuit.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463203531293909730" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I almost snorted. <br />Why?<br />Because if I got in my swimsuit, pranced around the house, and got a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I'd drop to the floor, curl up in the fetal position and cry until the firemen came to pry my arms from my legs. <br />Who does this?<br />I want to know. <br />Are any of you prancing around the house in your swimsuit?<br />I want to watch.<br />Now <span style="font-style:italic;">I'm</span> being creepy. <br />I got myself back for hurting your feelings. <br />Who's happy now?<br />I was just kidding. <br />I mean, I want to watch, but in a fascinated kind of way. <br /><br />Er...I should stop now. <br />This isn't leading anywhere I want to go. <br />You should leave a comment and change the subject.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-84936581158486860962010-04-20T05:20:00.001-07:002010-04-20T07:40:26.141-07:00I have a new walking partner.It's really nice. <br />I don't have to talk to her.<br />(I'm not good at talking and walking.)<br />She's encouraging, and happy all the time.<br />If I don't want to walk, we don't.<br />If I want to walk 1 mile, we do. <br />If I feel like two, she'll go with me. <br />The only annoying thing is the side steps, and kicks. <br />Well, that and the arms.<br />All in all, I would have to say she's the perfect person to walk with.<br />Plus, she doesn't charge me. <br />"Carrot, who charges you to walk with them? I mean, really."<br />Well, she would.<br />If I didn't have On Demand on cable. <br />Yes, that's right, I walk with <a href="http://www.google.com/products?q=leslie+sansone&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&hl=en&ie=UTF-8&ei=2LvNS5DrIpCksgO806WvDg&sa=X&oi=product_result_group&ct=title&resnum=3&ved=0CDwQrQQwAg"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Leslie Sansone</span></a> . <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJsijfVnZi1pUrh5pVmKyU43zqHx7gCX0k7fptP9fD7WbLe1aiO5wd5mTM6D1U5j8JUycvANA9Jo4m0A6uVvjM2gtckLVtQDOph4SgUiX85Vs50lVGHFDSIZy8GGP4ShxecKkRkc_ESdh/s1600/leslie+sansone.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJsijfVnZi1pUrh5pVmKyU43zqHx7gCX0k7fptP9fD7WbLe1aiO5wd5mTM6D1U5j8JUycvANA9Jo4m0A6uVvjM2gtckLVtQDOph4SgUiX85Vs50lVGHFDSIZy8GGP4ShxecKkRkc_ESdh/s200/leslie+sansone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462229307182909490" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />You should try it. <br />Even if you don't have cable. <br />She sells herself at Target. <br />Hey, don't judge her people.<br />Everybody needs a little money now and then.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-38500019834151357852010-04-17T09:22:00.000-07:002010-04-17T09:24:02.220-07:00I guess I should divide this week.I didn't go weigh in last week because we were at the Ocean. <br /><br /><br /><br />Is that a good excuse?<br />So I weighed in this morning, and lost<br />2.4 lbs<br />So if I divide that, I can say I lost 1.2 lbs last week, and<br />1.2 lbs this week. <br />I'll take that.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-38416308007813501502010-04-16T20:35:00.000-07:002010-04-16T20:39:44.173-07:00Don't be fooled.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4KBN6ioEgEL9yXW-QlFP1gTKhg-Oj68f9YmHfA6SRyrOrWI6JN2xxAR0NWCRJ-urf06lA1aODkxGHcY8ZUoZdpyVNib_q7mwdBhDEphGRzqWdkhIyh_S-y7mgsNUBxG3hncq7rpYhAKtb/s1600/minute+rice.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4KBN6ioEgEL9yXW-QlFP1gTKhg-Oj68f9YmHfA6SRyrOrWI6JN2xxAR0NWCRJ-urf06lA1aODkxGHcY8ZUoZdpyVNib_q7mwdBhDEphGRzqWdkhIyh_S-y7mgsNUBxG3hncq7rpYhAKtb/s400/minute+rice.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460945301851029938" /></a><br />A tiny container of this is 7 Weight Watchers points.<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">SEVEN</span>.<br />That's almost a whole meal's points for me. <br />I added up the points while I was warming it up. <br />Needless to say, I left it for someone else to eat.Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1334549584647862084.post-71799432619270706982010-04-13T22:14:00.001-07:002010-04-13T22:14:56.050-07:00Here's what I'd like to know.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBlB7iPWm4WgKqhVca6nLYpmCkWmopaqb7gBPZCvK6HLMiL2rn_iAD1jjX3TPbjJC8xzGW-_L8Nzv-_nq5YJ2zmynIxpzszno5dQE6GE0cPoYynJAgmaKmPg7HQ-RU1uCgSM1fP9NNDLo/s1600/comfort+food.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBlB7iPWm4WgKqhVca6nLYpmCkWmopaqb7gBPZCvK6HLMiL2rn_iAD1jjX3TPbjJC8xzGW-_L8Nzv-_nq5YJ2zmynIxpzszno5dQE6GE0cPoYynJAgmaKmPg7HQ-RU1uCgSM1fP9NNDLo/s400/comfort+food.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459855628960413698" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />How honest do you have to get to lose the weight?<br />Is it necessary?<br />To look at the past, and why I got this way.<br />Do I need to do that in order to change? <br />How much past stuff that you've shoved down, do you need to bring up again?<br />None?<br />A little?<br />All of it?<br />What do you do with it when it's out?<br />What if it embarrasses someone?<br />Do I need to hire Jillian to come and yell at me and make me cry for me to talk about it?<br />Should I bring a couch in here?<br />Today I got a flood of memories, and emotions, all associated with my weight.<br />Do I need to open up?<br />Or can I keep my closed sign up and still be successful?<br />Am I repeating questions?<br />Are you checking?<br />Am I being annoying?<br />Is anybody reading this?Carrot Jellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627476718171567049noreply@blogger.com12