I am so proud of myself for the way I handled the holiday and long weekend this past week. I put the emphasis on family instead of food. I also kept myself more active instead of constantly snacking. I weighed in this morning and it showed.
-1.6 lbs 
WOWzers. I never would have lost weight on a thanksgiving week before WW.
ARE YOU A MARTHA OR A MAXINE?
*Martha’s Way*
Stuff a miniature marshmallow in the bottom of a sugar cone to prevent ice cream drips.
*Maxine’s Way*
Just suck the ice cream out of the bottom of the cone, for Pete’s sake! You’re probably lying on the couch with your feet up eating it, anyway!
*Martha’s Way*
To keep potatoes from budding, place an apple in the bag with the potatoes.
*Maxine’s Way*
Buy Hungry Jack mashed potato mix, keep it in the pantry for up to a year.
*Martha’s Way*
When a cake recipe calls for flouring the baking pan, use a bit of the dry cake mix instead and there won’t be any white mess on the outside of the cake.
*Maxine’s Way*
Go to the bakery! They’ll even decorate it for you.
*Martha’s Way*
If you accidentally oversalt a dish while it’s still cooking, drop in a peeled potato. It will absorb the excess salt for an instant “fix-me-up”.
*Maxine’s Way*
If you oversalt a dish while you’re cooking it, that’s too bad. Please recite with me the real woman’s motto: “I made it, and you will eat it, and I don’t care how bad it tastes!”
*Martha’s Way*
Wrap celery in aluminum foil when putting it in the refrigerator and it will keep for weeks.
*Maxine’s Way*
Celery? Never heard of it.
*Martha’s Way*
Brush some beaten egg white over pie crust before baking to yield a beautiful glossy finish.
*Maxine’s Way*
The Mrs. Smith frozen pie directions do not include brushing egg whites over the crust, so I don’t.
*Martha’s Way*
Cure for headaches: Take a lime, cut it in half and rub it on your forehead. The throbbing will go away.
*Maxine’s Way*
Take a lime, mix it with tequila, chill and drink.
*Martha’s Way*
If you have a problem opening jars, try using latex dishwashing gloves. They give a non-slip grip that makes opening jars easy.
*Maxine’s Way*
Go ask that very cute neighbor if he can open it for you.
*Martha’s Way*
Don’t throw out all that leftover wine. Freeze into ice cubes for future use in casseroles and sauces.
*Maxine’s Way*
Leftover wine??????? HELLO!!!
As usual, if you don’t forward this to 1 of your friends within the next 5 minutes, your belly button will unscrew and your butt will fall off. Really… it’s true! Have I ever lied to you?
YAY YAY YAY…. I am doing the happy dance this morning. I hopped down into the 160’s today
Weighing in at 168.9 -2.1 lbs! I havent seen the 160’s in about 12 years. And never as an adult.
Don’t be sweet, lest you be eaten up; don’t be bitter, lest you be spewed out. Jewish proverb
Words to take to heart…
What is it about human nature that dictates us to interpret kindness as weakness? I have tried for so long to be kind no matter what. To take that “high road” when faced with conflict. The only thing this I sometimes feel I have gained are bitter resentments, and being walked all over way too many times. Yet what is the alternative? To walk around in a bitter and angry state. Like the evil spawn bitch from hell? Thats just not me.
Where is the happy medium and how do i find it?
I am no where near giving up on me, because I am worth it. I will make goal, though the way this month is going it may take me a bit longer than i thought.
Life has taken some interesting turns this last week, that kept me away from a working PC. After returning from my uncles funeral last week, Friday I got some bad news about my grandfather. I packed it back up again and went to be with him while i still can be. I got home Sunday feeling really crappy. no phone at my house because the comcast people cut the line last thursday. no phone = no internet. Monday I woke up feeling VERY sick and went to the Dr. I spent the remainder of Monday and Tuesday in bed with 2 ear infections, bronchitis, an upper resp infection, and a sinus infection. Today I am still sick, but back at work.
I have some NSV’s to share with you from the weekend. I saw family i rarely see over the weekend because we all migrated to my grandfathers side. I cant tell you how many times i was complimented, and how much people noticed my loss so far. it felt really good. I also stayed away from all of the potlucky type food served, and managed to make great decisions even though i was beyond stressed and not feeling well.
Friday night, I went through my closet and gathered up 4 whole trash bags of clothes that were WAY too big. That also felt VERY good.
The Rules:
1-Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog
2-Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird
3-Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs
4- Let them know they are TAGGED by leaving a comment on their blog
About Me:
#1 ~ I have started to write a book several times, but have never been near finishing one.
#2 ~ I once was employed as a stripper.
#3 ~ I HATE to do chores or clean anything up, but I refuse to live in a dirty or messy environment
#4 ~ I love to sing, but can’t carry a tune, or follow a beat to save my life
#5 ~ I can usually always make someone laugh even if they are trying not to
#6 ~ I once wrote a poem that was published in a book. None of my friends or family have ever found out
#7 ~ I long to jump out of an airplane, but I am scared of heights
I tag…
Anyone who hasnt been tagged.
I love this…. I am framing it and putting it by the front door.
TEN RULES FOR DATING MY DAUGHTER (or Sister):
Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk, you’d better be delivering a package, because you aren’t picking anything up.
Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter’s body, I will remove them for you.
Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their
hips. Please don’t take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends
are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open-minded about this
issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your
underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object.
However, to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the
course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and
fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.
Rule Four: I’m sure you’ve been told that in today’s world, sex without
utilizing a “barrier method” can kill you. Allow me to elaborate: when
it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.
Rule Five: In order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about
sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The
only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to
have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is “early.”
Rule Six: I have no doubt that you are a popular fellow, with many
opportunities to date other girls. Frankly, I would much rather you did.
However, if you absolutely must go out with my little girl, you will continue
to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I
will make you cry.
Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to
appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Sistine Chapel. Instead of just standing there, you may demonstrate to me why I should tolerate your existence by such acts as say, changing the oil in my car.
Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my
daughter: places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a
wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her throat.
Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which feature chain saws wielded on unsuspecting teenage girls by males of your age group and general appearance are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.
Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding,
middle-aged, dimwitted has-been; but on issues relating to my daughter I am the all-knowing, merciless and vengeful god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and what you will be doing, you have one very brief chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I
have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not dare to
trifle with me.
Rule Ten: Be afraid. Be very, very afraid. It takes very little for me to
mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy outside of Da Nang. When my Agent Orange start acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. The moment you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands held high over your head. Speak the perimeter password, announce that you have brought my daughter safely home, then return to your car and leave immediately once she has exited the vehicle - Do not attempt to come inside or even follow her to the door.
The camouflaged face in the window is mine, as is the ruby red beam of
laser-light targeted directly at the center of your chest.
So lunch was so yummy that I thought I would share.
1 serving of Wolfgang Pucks Organic Spicy Bean soup = 2 pts
1 smart ones chicken and cheese quesadilla = 4 pts
The soup has 160 calories .5g of fat and a whopping 10 g of dietary fiber! It was super filling. the only draw back i noticed was the soup was super high in sodium. I think I will need to try and recreate this soup at home using lower sodium products.
Now I cant wait to try his other varieties. Has anyone else out there tried any of them?
Oh I forgot to report my WI this morning… silly me. must be the lack of sleep.
I was totally expecting a gain. Maybe that last minute walking day yesterday helped me though. I lost 0.8 lbs. not much but its a loss and….
I will take it!
I usually count my points every day and have really slacked off in the last 2 weeks. Today is a new day and so far I am doing really well! I am determined to get back on track.
I went downtown yesterday and walked for over 4 hours! My legs feel great today The downside is that i was pumped when i got home and didnt want to sit down. I vaccummed the house, prepped tonights dinner, and stayed up watching mindless television till after 1am. When my alarm went off at 630 this morning i was kicking myself for not being “responsible” and going to bed when I was supposed to last night. OOPS
I am usually lazy and have to force myself to do stuff around the house. My husband was loving my motivation yesterday. He said going forward we are walking every weekend if it will invoke that domestic response in me.
Tonight I work my 2nd job, and my kiddies come home. Man do I miss them! They have been at nanas for the last few days.
How was your weekend?
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~*Jacki*~
“The road 2 success is dotted with many tempting parking places”
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