DeLarla

Whispering.... Shhh... quiet everyone.....it's here.... it's official... shhh.... You must type the WWW. first, or just click the link below. www.slumberpartiesbylisab.com I feel like I just delivered a baby. I hate the pic, but I'll deal cuz this is flippin' exciting!

I was never a milk drinker. It took years for me to taste soy milk because the thought grossed me out. Then I tasted it on a dare, and now I love the stuff. I had some this morning. Good stuff.

Hey you! I've heard several women that had their bands completely emptied with the hope the Band would settle back into place. I can't say for sure, but something in the back of my memory tells me they got better, and then had their bands filled back up. Good luck either way.

Christina, I do remember now, but my husband cleaned the house after the party, boo hoo, poor me. He probably hung it in the garage! I miss the Bash. I'd consider two a year but Chris doesn't like drunk women in their underwear. NOT. He loves you girls!

I can't remember if I told ya'll the story about Basic Instincts (the pheromone cologne Christina used to reel in all the young babes.) Two weeks before Katrina, a case of the cologne fell in the Baton Rouge warehouse. Even after it was cleaned up, an obviously horny 3-point buck broke down the warehouse door and went berserk and trashed the place. Scared the pooh out of the staff, so if you're trying to attract the opposite sex, get yourself some pheromones! See Christina's testimony. Dillards has a pheromone cologne for around $70.00. I have some for $26. Plug plug plug plug. I actually have 5-6 items that contain human pheromones. Plug plug plug. And I can't say "no" to my friends, so YES, next year I will absolutely end the Bash with an intimate demo!

Christina, Penni made new avatars but I don't see yours up yet. I vote mandatory avatars. Anyone second that? Also, I can't find the black bathing suit I lent you so I had to swim naked. Darn. Did you leave it here? I'm thrilled that everyone had a great time. I learned lessons the hard way from the first Bash, so this year I tried harder to organize. Vegas Bash 2006 is already in the planning phase. A few things will change because Jenna said so. Food will be plentiful but I'll need more volunteers to help prepare, or we'll chip in for Subway or something that allows more fun and less kitchen work. I hoped to play more games but spent too much time cooking. Dinner might be reduced to cocktails since it's too hard to make reservations when confirmations & cancellations happen at the last minute. I realized I said "no more clothing exchange" but I changed my mind. Last year's wasn't organized so half of us were in the pool and walked in to find the exchange over with. This time I kept everything hidden in the closet so everyone got an equal chance, and it was a total blast. Except I still can't find my drink. One of my favorite parts is seeing everyone trying on brand new clothes that make them look fabulous. The Vegas Bash Clothing Exchange lives on! The theme moving forward will remain, "less work, more fun." Any complaints?

How do you keep eating like a bandster should when life shifts direction? My life took a sudden turn to the wild side when we bought motorcycles last year. Suddenly I have an active/hectic social life. Now I started my own business that has me traveling, socializing, constantly surrounded by groups of women, parties, meetings, and I keep using every single situation as an excuse to eat bad for just one more day. I'm completely out of control and even drinking friggen Coca Cola, which I never touched pre-band. I have excuses booked for the entire month of September. This weekend is the Bash, next weekend I'm having two parties in addition to Vegas Bikefest, the following weekend is Reno Street Vibrations (another bike rally where my best friend from childhood lives) and parties scattered on weekdays. I got in the business of parties, so my entire life is a party. So now what? What the heck happened to my good eating habits? How can I get back on track while riding this crazy roller coaster? I love the rollercoaster, but my life is surrounded by chicken fingers and cocktails now. Help me. I've fallen and I can't get up. No lie, I'm in deep fried oil.

I was crabby and tired when I reponded yesterday. I do not suggest that anyone else gets their band removed. I'm just worn out and exhausted with mine. It's been too much of a struggle being a self-pay. Sure, I've got Slumber Parties money coming in, but I hope to "enjoy" life for a change instead of spending every last cent on medical bills. I need a vacation, not just a wild weekend getaway. Billy is great, but he's also in another state. I'm not making immediate choices. Just thinking outloud and there's no possible way I'm mentally or physically prepared for another surgery, so a new port is out of the question. Gimme a few months and I might change my mind.

My reward... there's a massage school very close to my house. If I can even stop eating past dinner, I'll get a full body massage Saturday. I have two Slumber Parties booked, too. Believe it or not, my second job is a huge reward!

Alex is right. I'm amending my committment to no booze for 6 months, and no eating after dinner. Yesterday I had one Coke and ate past pain. This is awful. Life shouldn't be so hard. Please remind me that I don't drink alcohol. I have gone 2 full weeks without a drink, then during my 2nd glass of wine I'll whack myself upside the head because I forget I quit. Today is Day 3 of no booze. I have to remind myself not to drink.

Ladies, so far I've sent 5 huge boxes of our clothes to Baton Rouge and Louisiana. Each box contained a few of the toiletries, crayons & other things people brought and things that were sent to me from those who couldn't attend. I'm almost able to see my bedroom floor again! Thanks for everyone kicking in - our plus size sisters will know the stuff came from the Vegas Bash 2005. And Terri, thanks so much for helping with shipping and packing tape. I've gone through tons, so I really appreciated it. By the way, Mekha is my little 15 year old neighbor pal. Last year I taught her how to make my purses. She was inspired by our work, so she made five purses, then filled them with lip gloss, compacts, and other girly things. I'm picking them up tonight and adding them to tomorrow's boxes.

P.S. Thank you, Michelle. I tried to avoid having the Slumber Party as part of the Bash, which is why I started it so late. But even though I drank half a pitcher of Toxic Tea, I'm glad I was able to convey the message that sex isn't dirty or something to be ashamed of. Even our shyest gal (no names) blushed but didn't stomp out of the room in complete disgust. When I do real hostess parties, I bring my own bottled Water. I don't drink whatsoever around, and I won't even accept so much as a carrot stick. Completely professional.

I was already in the market to buy a business, so I purchased my Slumber Parties business specifically to promote plus size sexuality. I've had 3 parties so far, and I start the show by talking about my plus-size lingerie and explain that size doesn't dictate sexuality. Two of the parties gave me a round of applause during my opening demo because even the women that we "think" are thin see themselves as fat. Size 4 women hate their bodies because of stretch marks, cellulite and saggy skin. I originally refused to carry petite sizes, but that's just as discriminatory, so I've been adding small pieces. Before marriage I was one big sexual hang-up and never got nakey in the light. But my hubby changed that. He sees a pair of my big panties or a booby and gets aroused. I can see by the gleam in his eye that he thinks I'm hot, so beauty really is in the eye of the beholder. If your partner wants some nookie or licky licky, it's because they desire you and find you sexually attractive. My hubby has a big belly that his friends poke fun at but I find it extremely sexy. It goes both ways. As far as parties in California and Arizona, make sure to book several weeks in advance because my calendar is full through the beginning of October. And I haven't even had two seconds to devise a marketing strategy! This stuff sells itself. I can't even keep up! I started last month with enough catalogs for a year... NOT. Women fought over them so I had to place an emergency order yesterday. As far as sexual positions for the fluffy, try The Complete Guide to Sexual Positions (yep, I carry it.) It's not specifically for fluffy people, but it covers every position known to date, so you try them all till you find ones comfy for you. Better than books are the Love Ball and/or Love Swing. Both were too embarrassing for me to carry in my line, but I got over that because the demand is enormous, so I'm waiting for my shipment. The Love Swing holds up to 400 pounds and is recommended by chiropractors because it's weightless sex that removes pressure from all joints. Only one person gets in the swing at a time, and you can hide it inside a gutted lamp or fake smoke detector after installing it according to the instructions. The Love Ball is amazing. It's like a mooshy yoga ball and comes with suggestions for positions, which prop up your fun parts in ways for easier access. NOW FOR THE PERSON WHO THINKS THEY'RE FUNNY WHO HAD ME MAIL A CATALOG TO SOMEONE THAT GOT OFFENDED..... Sorry, your plan backfired. The woman was so offended by my catalog that she called me long distance. But after we both figured out that someone was playing a nasty trick, we ended up getting a good laugh. The more controversy and negativity this thread receives, the faster people rush e-mails to me requesting catalogs. Thanks for the extra business.

I'm cross-eyed after all that math, but what exactly did they do to measure your muscle vs. fat? They used a pinchy-caliper thing on my turkey-gobble underarms. You really deserved these awesome NSVs. This was a happy thread!

I wrote them but never received a response. Good luck.

I don't think you need a new avatar. I just think you should post the full page pic with everything you post! Winky wink, Mr. Hottie.

I watched American Sweathearts last night. Julie Roberts wore a fat suit as the shadow of her famous sister. Need I say more?

By the way, Chris knew I was really busy, so Daddy did Sachi's manicure and pedicure this time. You girls should have asked him to do your nails!

Try wearing long, dangly-changly earrings that rub against your neck or shoulders when you shrug. The windchime sound is very sexy. Same thing with beaded handbags, bracelets, etc. Wear V-necks with a long chain that bumps against your bosom, and add pretty scarves & trinkets whenever possible. When I look in the mirror, I certainly don't "see" anything sexy. But I got more attitude than most women, which makes me feel sexy. I don't even like my new blonde hair at all, but it's different and sassy. Be confident and shake it, Baby!

I'm thinking of having mine removed, too. The band requires a lot of maintenance and constant medical support. I don't have a local doctor, and I feel like I'm putting my life at risk by not seeing my surgeon on a regular basis. Good luck.

I should keep my camera at my desk and take pictures of myself to show you how this stuff gets me laughing so hard that I cry. That pic of our little Piglett is more than precious, but Voo & Sachi are my babies! Mine, mine, mine! Oh, and I saw lots of bOObies at the Bash! And yep, mine popped out in the pool, and this time not even on purpose! Gee, thanks Terri for trying to capture it on film! Great shots! More more more!

Awe, trying to make me feel bad, Coyote? I wouldn't have taken the scooter if the other gals didn't have you in the chair yet. And I ride a 700 pound Harley with grace, so there's no way I was scooty was going in the pool. The whole time was fun.

I had surgery in Mexico but ran into complications. A small percentage of us will, in fact, run into complications. By the time you add up all my additional traveling and surgical expenses, I would have done better to pay $12,500 locally instead of the $8,000 I paid in Mexico. So, grab the dice and roll 'em. It's all a crap shoot. If you know that going in, you'll be prepared for the best or the worst. My best advise is to prepare for the worst but hope for the best. Good luck with your decision.

Butch, you sexy thang... great response!

Okay, here I am! Now that the Bash is behind me, I want to Iron out some problems. Yes, Zoe, I plan a lot of parties, but ask the gals at the bash how much food there was here. Geeze, I don't think anyone ate anything cause I still have a fridge full. I don't only eat obsessive, I shop obsessive, plan obsessive, and cook obsessive. It took a large amount of strength to stick with a 40 item salad bar when I promised a 30, cause once I started shopping I was headed for 50 items. I forced myself to put things back (oh, it was awful!) All these suggestions were great. As far as exercise, that's never been an issue. Remember, I'm an alien and enjoy my sweaty routine. My dogs don't allow me to sit on the couch - they want their leashes... now! Donali, my Slumber Parties aren't a problem, they are a solution. I don't eat or drink when I'm working other than bottled Water, and I bring a truckload of product with me. Carrying all the enormous, heavy bins, setting up, constant standing and movement for several hours (packing orders) then breaking down the display and reloading the car, then loading it back in the house is more than a workout. I have two parties booked this week, and my big goal for the week is to eat dinner before I go, drink my water during, then hit the sack without eating a morsel. If I can make it through one night like that. I'm also on the wagon. No booze for six months starting today. Back to water therapy. We each know our personal strengths and downfalls, and we all know what our own bodies personally need. My big ol' bod craves fresh, raw veggies. My belly burns, my throat is dry and clogged, my entire system feels gross. My morning shakes and big raw salads with lean meats is what my bod needs. That's what I want to give it. So, tomorrow is a new day. No more soda. No more booze, and lots of water & fresh veggies. No eating after 7:00 p.m., and that's about all anyone should have to commit to. Thanks. Wish me luck.