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Hey thanks for the recipe TravelGirl. I actually used to work for Pizza Hut too. Mine didn't offer that pizza, although we did have the pans for it. Guess it is a local choice. I'll definitely have to ask my current Pizza Hut about it. Thanks for the suggestion.

Yoo-Hoo! I'm here. I don't have time to post often between work and grad school. I try to keep up with the thread though. Congrats to everybody and have a good time.

So, I'm going to try again this week to take my bike to the park. Everybody keep your fingers crossed for me. I've had a good week, exercise-wise. I went to the Rec. Center near my work 4 times. Three of those times I had also gone to Curves. The last time I went to the Rec. (Thurs.) I did 30 minutes on the elliptical and 20 minutes on the treadmill. I actually wished I could've done more. Can't believe I just said that! I also just found out that because I am technically a city employee, I get a free one year membership to the Rec. That is awesome since otherwise it would cost $150. I was kind of upset when I got home from work today. Last night I baked a batch of chocolate-chip cookies. This is something I hardly ever do. Usually when I bake cookies, I bake oatmeal, because that is the kind my mom likes. I don't like oatmeal cookies, so I don't eat any. And since I'm the only person in my family who will actually take the time to bake cookies, I almost never get to have any cookies. So I was all happy that I would get to enjoy some choc-chip cookies for a few days. You know, I wasn't planning on eating the whole batch in a day or anything like that. Just a little treat for myself, my mom and my dad. However I get home and I look around for the cookies. Didn't see them. I ask mom "do you put away the cookies?" Nope she didn't move them. I ask dad "hey dad, where's the cookies?" HE THREW THEM AWAY!! All of them. I was so upset I actually teared up. Those were my special treat, extremely rare event, just-because-I-deserve-them cookies. And he threw them away. :think Just hope he knows not to ask me to bake him his special pecan-raisin cake anytime soon. I'll let him have one piece and then I'll give it to the dogs. HAH!:heh: Anyway, here is my ticker:

So, I'm going to try again this week to take my bike to the park. Everybody keep your fingers crossed for me. I've had a good week, exercise-wise. I went to the Rec. Center near my work 4 times. Three of those times I had also gone to Curves. The last time I went to the Rec. (Thurs.) I did 30 minutes on the elliptical and 20 minutes on the treadmill. I actually wished I could've done more. Can't believe I just said that! I also just found out that because I am technically a city employee, I get a free one year membership to the Rec. That is awesome since otherwise it would cost $150. I was kind of upset when I got home from work today. Last night I baked a batch of chocolate-chip cookies. This is something I hardly ever do. Usually when I bake cookies, I bake oatmeal, because that is the kind my mom likes. I don't like oatmeal cookies, so I don't eat any. And since I'm the only person in my family who will actually take the time to bake cookies, I almost never get to have any cookies. So I was all happy that I would get to enjoy some choc-chip cookies for a few days. You know, I wasn't planning on eating the whole batch in a day or anything like that. Just a little treat for myself, my mom and my dad. However I get home and I look around for the cookies. Didn't see them. I ask mom "do you put away the cookies?" Nope she didn't move them. I ask dad "hey dad, where's the cookies?" HE THREW THEM AWAY!! All of them. I was so upset I actually teared up. Those were my special treat, extremely rare event, just-because-I-deserve-them cookies. And he threw them away. :think Just hope he knows not to ask me to bake him his special pecan-raisin cake anytime soon. I'll let him have one piece and then I'll give it to the dogs. HAH!:heh: Anyway, here is my ticker:

Those are some good ideas, y'all. Thanks!!

often go awry. It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood today. So I have this brilliant plan. I'll attach the bike carrier to my car, attach the bike to the carrier and head for this park with nice bike trails that I heard about recently. Well the first part of the plan went well. Okay, it didn't go well. But it did get accomplished. I got the carrier attached to my car. It only took 15 minutes. Supposed to take 5, but whatever. I figured it out, with only minimal forehead slapping. Ahh, but then we come to the next part of the plan. Putting the bike in the carrier. That part never happened. And now I think I have head trauma, I smacked myself in the forehead so much. I tried to position it everway I could think of. I even tried upside down! I knew it could go, because that's how I got the darned thing home from the store. Anyway, to make a long (and kinda boring, if you're not me) story a little bit shorter, I went to the bike shop and asked the guy to show me how to put the bike in. Using a different bike obviously, since mine was still at the house. Apparently the guy who put the bike in the carrier when I bought it, didn't put it in right. Or something, I don't know. So the other guy at the store said I needed an adapter. So I bought one and went home (with a quick stop at the office supply store, because I am a geek and love that place.) But by the time I got home, it felt too late to go to the park. The window of opportunity had closed (for me anyway.) Maybe I'll try again next week.

often go awry. It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood today. So I have this brilliant plan. I'll attach the bike carrier to my car, attach the bike to the carrier and head for this park with nice bike trails that I heard about recently. Well the first part of the plan went well. Okay, it didn't go well. But it did get accomplished. I got the carrier attached to my car. It only took 15 minutes. Supposed to take 5, but whatever. I figured it out, with only minimal forehead slapping. Ahh, but then we come to the next part of the plan. Putting the bike in the carrier. That part never happened. And now I think I have head trauma, I smacked myself in the forehead so much. I tried to position it everway I could think of. I even tried upside down! I knew it could go, because that's how I got the darned thing home from the store. Anyway, to make a long (and kinda boring, if you're not me) story a little bit shorter, I went to the bike shop and asked the guy to show me how to put the bike in. Using a different bike obviously, since mine was still at the house. Apparently the guy who put the bike in the carrier when I bought it, didn't put it in right. Or something, I don't know. So the other guy at the store said I needed an adapter. So I bought one and went home (with a quick stop at the office supply store, because I am a geek and love that place.) But by the time I got home, it felt too late to go to the park. The window of opportunity had closed (for me anyway.) Maybe I'll try again next week.

I've learned... that blueberry NutriGrain bars are really good. They make a great breakfast & defend against fast food if they live in my purse. to never go shopping with my mother. I wind up spending too much money. that when my left shoulder joint starts hurting, I should stop eating. that the scale will continue moving in the right direction, as long as I don't give up. Oh and also, I've learned what One-derland looks like. I finally made it in!

:welcomeB: :bounce: :first: :first: :wow2: :wow2::cocktail: :humble: :humble: :humble: :humble: :humble: :thumb: :thumb: :clap2: :clap2: :clap2: :D I GOT INTO ONE-DERLAND!!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY, I MADE IT!!!!!!! I'M SO HAPPY!!!!! :biggrin1: :biggrin1: :P :peace: :peace: :peace: :whoo: :whoo: :whoo: :whoo: :whoo: :Banane10: :rofl: :rofl: :huggie: :rofl::scales: :rofl: Thanks to my band, I've learned... that blueberry NutriGrain bars are really good. They make a great breakfast & defend against fast food if they live in my purse. to never go shopping with my mother. I wind up spending too much money. that when my left shoulder joint starts hurting, I should stop eating. that the scale will continue moving in the right direction, as long as I don't give up.

:welcomeB: :bounce: :first: :first: :wow2: :wow2::cocktail: :humble: :humble: :humble: :humble: :humble: :thumb: :thumb: :clap2: :clap2: :clap2: :D I GOT INTO ONE-DERLAND!!!!!!!!!!!! FINALLY, I MADE IT!!!!!!! I'M SO HAPPY!!!!! :biggrin1: :biggrin1: :P :peace: :peace: :peace: :whoo: :whoo: :whoo: :whoo: :whoo: :der: :mad: :rofl: Thanks to my band, I've learned... that blueberry NutriGrain bars are really good. They make a great breakfast & defend against fast food if they live in my purse. to never go shopping with my mother. I wind up spending too much money. that when my left shoulder joint starts hurting, I should stop eating. that the scale will continue moving in the right direction, as long as I don't give up.

Yeah, that's right. Still not in One-derland. And now no reading for a week. :think I'm very sad. :think :think :think This is my punishment. I deserve it for being such a slacker. I'm not very happy with myself right now.

Yeah, that's right. Still not in One-derland. And now no reading for a week. :think I'm very sad. :think :think :think This is my punishment. I deserve it for being such a slacker. I'm not very happy with myself right now.

Okay, y'all sorry about that. Just had to get that little rant out of my system. Of course, I realize that all the border guards are me. It's all my fault that I'm not there yet. I choose to believe that I'm gaining muscle. (Mom calls that kind of thing "magical thinking." I say, "who couldn't use a little magic in their life?") I guess I'll just have to go under the fence. Or is it over? Does it really matter? Either way, I'm going. Even if I have to put myself on liquids for a day or two. I don't care, I'm going to be under 200 by this time next week. If I'm not, I won't read a book for a week!!!! (This is major y'all, cause I'd almost rather read than breathe. Although the less I breathe, the harder it gets to read.:mad: ) Well I thought I was done ranting. Guess there was a little bit of rant left over. Sorry. :rolleyes Anyway, we now rejoin our regularly scheduled journal entry, already in progress...... So I got weighed & measured at Curves again. It seems like the 14th. comes sooner and sooner every month. Here they are: ........................Last Month......................current Bust..................46.50 in...........................46 in. Waist...............43.50 in. .........................42 in. Abdomen.........47.50 in. .........................47.25 in. Hips.................47 in. ...............................45 in. Thighs..............52 in. ...............................52 in. Arms................30 in. ................................29 in. Body Fat ........39.9% ..............................38.3%

Okay, it is time for a private rant. The lady at Curves (I can't remember her name to save my life. I'm sure we were introduced at one time, but whatever...) she is driving me crazy. Everytime I go in there, she goes on and on about my weight loss. EVERY SINGLE TIME!!!!!! I am more than just my weight!! I hate the measuring days. Not just because of the scale, but because she's usually the only one there to do it. Then she gets all giddy "oh girl you've lost so much. blah-blah inches off your blah-blah, blah-blah pounds." And apparently that isn't enough for her. Oh NO!! She's got to annouce it to the entire freaking club. Even when it isnt' measuring day, she'll ask me how much i've lost since the last measuring day, or how much altogether since joining or since surgery. How many pounds, how many inches, gone down any clothes sizes? I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!! I never answer her, but she doesn't seem able to take a hint. Why can't she ask about anything else??? I'd almost rather discuss religion!!!! I'd really just like to smack her in the head with a hand weight. Maybe then she'd quit it. If I object to her GUSHING, she says "oh you should be proud." Well I am, but I'm proud of myself. I don't need everyone else in the entire free world to know about it. I don't want them (anyone) to make a big deal out of it. I'd much rather be ignored. It makes me uncomfortable. I've thought of just going to a different Curves. Just to get away from her. I know she's being nice (or thinks she is) but I need it to stop!!!!!!!!

Okay, it is time for a private rant. The lady at Curves (I can't remember her name to save my life. I'm sure we were introduced at one time, but whatever...) she is driving me crazy. Everytime I go in there, she goes on and on about my weight loss. EVERY SINGLE TIME!!!!!! I am more than just my weight!! I hate the measuring days. Not just because of the scale, but because she's usually the only one there to do it. Then she gets all giddy "oh girl you've lost so much. blah-blah inches off your blah-blah, blah-blah pounds." And apparently that isn't enough for her. Oh NO!! She's got to annouce it to the entire freaking club. Even when it isnt' measuring day, she'll ask me how much i've lost since the last measuring day, or how much altogether since joining or since surgery. How many pounds, how many inches, gone down any clothes sizes? I HATE IT!!!!!!!!!!! I never answer her, but she doesn't seem able to take a hint. Why can't she ask about anything else??? I'd almost rather discuss religion!!!! I'd really just like to smack her in the head with a hand weight. Maybe then she'd quit it. If I object to her GUSHING, she says "oh you should be proud." Well I am, but I'm proud of myself. I don't need everyone else in the entire free world to know about it. I don't want them (anyone) to make a big deal out of it. I'd much rather be ignored. It makes me uncomfortable. I've thought of just going to a different Curves. Just to get away from her. I know she's being nice (or thinks she is) but I need it to stop!!!!!!!!

Hey I just read Russka not too long ago. I enjoy Rutherfurd's books also. My favorite of his is London. They're all rather long, but really fascinating.

Okay, y'all sorry about that. Just had to get that little rant out of my system. Of course, I realize that all the border guards are me. It's all my fault that I'm not there yet. I choose to believe that I'm gaining muscle. (Mom calls that kind of thing "magical thinking." I say, "who couldn't use a little magic in their life?") I guess I'll just have to go under the fence. Or is it over? Does it really matter? Either way, I'm going. Even if I have to put myself on liquids for a day or two. I don't care, I'm going to be under 200 by this time next week. If I'm not, I won't read a book for a week!!!! (This is major y'all, cause I'd almost rather read than breathe. Although the less I breathe, the harder it gets to read. ) Well I thought I was done ranting. Guess there was a little bit of rant left over. Sorry. :rolleyes Anyway, we now rejoin our regularly scheduled journal entry, already in progress...... So I got weighed & measured at Curves again. It seems like the 14th. comes sooner and sooner every month. Here they are: ........................Last Month......................current Bust..................46.50 in...........................46 in. Waist...............43.50 in. .........................42 in. Abdomen.........47.50 in. .........................47.25 in. Hips.................47 in. ...............................45 in. Thighs..............52 in. ...............................52 in. Arms................30 in. ................................29 in. Body Fat ........39.9% ..............................38.3%

GOSH-DARNED, ADDLE-PATED, TWIT-HEADS AT THE BORDER TO ONE-DERLAND STILL WON'T LET ME IN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOSH-DARNED, ADDLE-PATED, TWIT-HEADS AT THE BORDER TO ONE-DERLAND STILL WON'T LET ME IN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some of you may be wondering what happened to last week's entry. That's easy, I didn't write one. I didn't want to have to journal again with a ticker that is still above 200. Oh well, I've gotten over that. I really missed my journal. Of course there are probably people out there really glad that I had stopped babbling. Tough cookies.:heh: I'm still not in One-derland. I am however on the border, there just seems to be some kind of trouble with my passport. I'm sure it'll all be straightened out soon. The last fill I got has really given me some good restriction. Now I've just got to get over that guilt at leaving food on my plate. It just seems so wasteful. There is a Rec. center (gym) next door to my work. On Monday, I am going to pop in there for at least a 1/2 hour to use their treadmill. I am a member at Curves and I go 3x a week. But because of my work hours and Curves' open hours, I can only go Tues., Weds. & Thurs. That leaves Friday, Saturday, Sunday & Monday basically exercise free. Not really a good thing. I just gotta remember to take my ipod and workout clothes to work on Monday. i am committed to making goal by by birthday!

Some of you may be wondering what happened to last week's entry. That's easy, I didn't write one. I didn't want to have to journal again with a ticker that is still above 200. Oh well, I've gotten over that. I really missed my journal. Of course there are probably people out there really glad that I had stopped babbling. Tough cookies.:heh: I'm still not in One-derland. I am however on the border, there just seems to be some kind of trouble with my passport. I'm sure it'll all be straightened out soon. The last fill I got has really given me some good restriction. Now I've just got to get over that guilt at leaving food on my plate. It just seems so wasteful. There is a Rec. center (gym) next door to my work. On Monday, I am going to pop in there for at least a 1/2 hour to use their treadmill. I am a member at Curves and I go 3x a week. But because of my work hours and Curves' open hours, I can only go Tues., Weds. & Thurs. That leaves Friday, Saturday, Sunday & Monday basically exercise free. Not really a good thing. I just gotta remember to take my ipod and workout clothes to work on Monday. i am committed to making goal by by birthday!

Hey y'all :confused: I'm posting pics taken on my 6 month anniversary. I've lost about 80 lbs. since I began my pre-surgery diet. My jeans are now size 18 petite. The shirt is not the same as in previous pics. It is a size 2x. I know it looks similar. What can I say - I'm partial to blue. The dog in the foreground is named Baylor, ain't he cute?

Hey y'all I'm posting pics taken on my 6 month anniversary. I've lost about 80 lbs. since I began my pre-surgery diet. My jeans are now size 18 petite. The shirt is not the same as in previous pics. It is a size 2x. I know it looks similar. What can I say - I'm partial to blue. The dog in the foreground is named Baylor, ain't he cute?

Big news today! The publication date of the last Harry Potter novel has been announced. July 21, 2007. I'm going to request that day off work and read all day long. :clap2: :clap2:

I went in for another fill today. I've lost count of how many fills I've had so far. Dr. Jay seemed pleased with my loss. He actually used the word "awesome." He gave me another .75 cc. So now my total fill is 9.75 cc. As usual, I'm on liquids for the next week. Also as usual, I'm not real happy about that:phanvan , but I know it'll finally get me to One-derland. I can't wait! I don't remember the last time I weighed less than 200 lbs.! I've been stepping on the scale every day (sometimes several times) since I went below 210. The suspense is killing me!:speechles