DeLarla

If it weren't for LBT, I don't even know who the woman is. I just see her name all over here, which is why I read the article. I wouldn't mind being scary thin. Bones n' all, I'll take it.

HA! I knew you couldn't resist. Guys, this is NOT the "Why are women so weird" thread so don't even go there. If you want a thread to cluck about us, go start one. This spousal unit of mine is too strange for words. The more I lose, the weirder he gets. He's off work temporarily. I figured he'd finally finish the tile job from 3 years ago. He didn't have time though because he was busy diamond-plating his workbench. Yes, you read that right. (Diamond plate is expensive shiny metal sheet stuff for backs of trailers n' junk.) I recently needed his help out back, but he insisted he was too busy tied up on a project in the garage. Our house needs painted, the lawn is a mess, but we have plenty of nickels on a stick. Yes, you heard that right. The important project that kept him from fixing the pool pump was making nickels on a stick, only he get really pissed that I call them that. What? Oh, he was welding an Indian head nickel to a large nail. This way you kinda have a huge thumbtack to use for important stuff. I don't know what could be so important, but we've got nickels on a stick now. Last night I ordered two whole pizzas for us. I had 1.5 pieces and planned on another 1.5 pieces tonight but there was only one piece left. It really pissed him off that I ate "his" last piece of pizza. Did I mention I (ME) was the one that ordered the two pizzas, and I was the one that picked them up, because I was the one that had a hankering? How weird is your man? Guys, here's your chance to defend yourselves by explaining the need for nickels on a stick.

I recently read Star's magazine interview, who spoke eloquently and intelligently about her choice not to discuss how she lost weight. She admits to seeking medical attention to help her lose weight but specifically doesn't want to be the voice or poster child for her weight loss plan (or device, procedure, diet, etc.) The way I see it, she doesn't want anyone asking for the "Star Jones Procedure" or "Star Jones diet." By keeping it secret, she doesn't have to worry about others that want the same thing she wanted. Many people rely on celebrities and want to be like them. Could you imagine if someone got a bypass simply because a celebrity lost so much weight after a bypass? What if the person had bad complications or even death? The media would eat that celebrity alive. Celebrities can't keep people from blabbing secrets but at least Star covered herself by admitting she's not an advocate for what she did. Her hands are clean, just in case.

They're one-size-fits SMALL but the little vibe/bullet slides out and can slide into any panty that has the little crotch pouch thingy that many normal panties have. Now I'm laughing all over again. They'e pretty expensive but I give them out for free at parties if 17 women show up. ($90) I had 2 best friends that each bought a pair for Valentine's Day. They went dancing in them over the weekends, but the joke was on them. After they each gave their boyfriends the remotes, the boyfriends switched remotes. They had no idea what was going on with each other, but they said it was the best double date of their lives. I'm wearing mine now but I don't know who has the remote (just kidding!)

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Yes I do. I massage my belly with Sensura Massage Oil made with Calendula, which has healing and relaxation properties for scars, bruises, stretch marks & dry skin (it gets down into the muscles.) The stuff is amazing considering how great my belly looks after 5 surgeries.

"Forgive me, but I'm not just being the grammar police here. The two are totally different things, and I don't want anyone getting the impression that you are speaking for the surgeons (which is what "on behalf of" means)." I object. If that's not being the grammar police... Alex, time to go to grammartalk.com! It's like people talking about "their theory" when actual theories are limited. Why not run a grammar check on the entire thread? Notwithstanding but in light of and subject to said objection, I have re-edited my statement.

Oh that stupid bra! Desertmom, my bra really bothered me when I was banded ~ all that squeezing drove me batty.

Vera, funny you mentioned Gidget. That was my nickname growing up till the movie, Sybil, came out. Then all my friends said they finally understood me, so they'd call me Sybil certain days and Gidget other days. Kinda the whole DeLarla/Lisa thing. If DeLarla and Lisa were two real different people, they'd probably debate each other to death.

If your mom pays for your band, do you think she's the type of person to keep tabs on everything you eat? Will she constantly be in your face asking how much you lost, or why aren't you losing faster? Please take those things into consideration. Having a family member constantly monitoring our intake can have a rebound affect and mess with your emotions. My mom came to Vegas when I got married with a fat cashier's check in her purse because she wanted to buy us a house. There was no way I wanted that hanging over my head because she'd have smeared my nose in it for life. My husband, however, accepted a loan of a few grand to consolidate some debts from before we met to improve his credit score, and my mother promised not to tell my siblings or family. But the first time she flipped out, the whole family knew. Even though my husband made arrangements to pay his mother-in-law back, now my siblings will always believe that I wasn't able to buy my own home, which is a burn that never goes away. I didn't need her money and wasn't happy that my husband accepted her help, but she's always loved him like her own. If you decided to accept your mom's loan, at least protect yourself with a contract so they realize they'll have to separate the loan from your progress. Does that make any sense?

Did I hear a Sex-off between Heather & Kel? I better get to the sport's book early tomorrow to place my bet.

I felt the need to revisit this thread to see what I originally wrote. Sadly for me, nothing has changed. I was doing fairly well on counting calories until these past few days when dinners started getting sloppy. I'd like to blame my husband for leaving huge pizzas on the counter instead of tucking them out of site, but I can't control or blame the world around me. I had a bad binge episode tonight. It wasn't as bad as past binges but it could lead me there. Something about stuffing too much food in my stomach (to the point of pain) makes me want to stuff even more in as soon as the pain subsides. It's been several hours since I ate all that food, and I'm still full, but since the pain is gone I'm clenching my teeth wanting to eat more. I'm so afraid of eating that I took a Lortab (narcotic pain med) since they act like diet pills for me. I'm an addict one way or the other. My stomach is stuffed with enough calories to take me through tomorrow, I'm mentally, emotionally and spiritually bankrupt to the point I broke down crying over today's eating episode, and I'm becoming more and more defensive over people at LBT picking apart my feelings and thoughts as if I'm bad, wrong, cruel or judgmental. Based on my addictions, I'm beginning to question whether LBT is a good place for me. Even on threads I don't participate in, I'm seeing people debating over why we're all fat. There is no one reason! Some of us have similar food addictions and obsessions, but we get verbally smacked around by a few others that can't understand how obsession reigns over common sense and good food choices. I don’t mean to piss people off but I’m brutally honest by nature so I tend to offend some folks.

Renee, my experience is far from unusual considering the growing list of recent Mexican erosions. I lost count after 10 people I personally know had their bands recently removed due to erosion. There has been more than enough apprehension here around LBT lately, so please check facts before making inaccurate accusations. If you quoted me correctly, that’s an obvious mistake on my part since I never meant to claim I know “all” the Mexican band surgeons, so I’ll edit that statement immediately. I can, however, share that four most popular surgeons in Tijuana, who do in fact [normally] give very aggressive fills since most patients aren’t able to travel back and forth to another country. The “sneak up” approach simply isn’t feasible or affordable to many patients. Meanwhile, I have never bad-mouthed ALL Mexican surgeons. I speak adamantly and openly about my aversion to Mexico as a surgical option after all I've learned and been through in the past couple years, and I've posted on various threads how I believe these same Mexican surgeons would be at the top of their game if they practiced in the United States under controlled guidelines. Renee, please follow your own advice of "Please do not make such broad and inaccurate statements." You’re only speaking on behalf of your surgeon, while I’m speaking on behalf of quite a few that have personally seen and/or treated me.

"HARDLY ABLESON" If you keep talking like that, I'll have Chris put Screamin' Eagle pipes on that bad boy and show you how able you really are! Did you get your crash helmet yet for the next bash? Sachi says hi but Voo is in the other room protecting his pig ear from the fish.

Porc, I'm in the same boat. Let's commit to starting from scratch tomorrow. I ate so much that I hurt myself, and I'm afraid I'll steamroll backwards if I don't get back on the train tomorrow. So 1200 calories - counted - for me tomorrow. You game?

Ladies, don't let Dawg fool you. It's Reverse Psychology 101. He says he doesn't want hugs because he's fishing for extras. No hug hogging, Dawgggy.

Careful, Dawg, or I'll throw in a goose!

HUGS DAWG. TWICE. Dawg, you may as well give it up because in case you haven't noticed, some of us don't take no for an answer.

OMG Jen, PLEASE start a thread of things that got stuck in our orifices! Please, please, please! Speaking of psyche meds, I really need a place to discuss what happened to my mother's ear! And Paula, please copy your response to the weird man thread! Better yet, start a whole new, "My Husband Hates LBT" and I'll be right there!

I never really felt "normal" as far as normal-eating-people do. The band forces you to eat really slow, so I was constantly left behind at the table to finish meals all alone. When I went out to eat, I'd barely get a couple bites before everyone else was paying the bill and leaving. Everything had to be eaten as leftovers if my husband didn't get to them first, which he always did. Maybe if you eat with only bandsters who all eat at the same pace!! But you'll eventually be able to eat just about any choice you want. I was always jealous of the bandsters who had spouses or partners willing to split a meal in half. That would be perfect.

Kathy, I was just sitting at my computer crying, grieving for this f-d up stupid moth@$%fu$$ing compulsive overeating disease. Then I saw that you "caught on" and started busting up through snot and tears. THANK YOU!

*Sniff. No, I still feel like a lumberjack. Last night I did a Slumber Party for 20 itty bitty 21 yr olds. They were all tripping over my feet. I can wear their cha cha heels for earrings.

Silly Jen, don't try to get me, just go with it.

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I keep a whole grocery store at work. I've got canned goods, honey, teas, raw walnuts, vitamins, soups, pickles, olive oil, vinegar, mustard. Everyone knows the left crisper drawer in the fridge belongs to me. It's filled with fresh veggies (cleaned at home) and cartons of yogurt, cottage cheese, string cheese, baggies of leftover protein. I've always got at least a week's worth of lunch and breakfast items. I often feed my skinny attorney when he's too busy to stop and eat. I swear, it's the ONLY way I've remained sucessful. The one day I didn't have food was the day I slipped and ended up eating Taco Time.