Monday, January 21, 2008
Hi Everybody!
-My mom sent me this and I thought I'd share it with you:
'Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house
nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste
at the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
when I walked to the store {less a walk than a lumber}
I'd remembered the marvelous meals I'd prepared;
the gravies, the sauces, and beef nicely rared.
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
and the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
and prepared once again to do battle with dirt---
I said to myself as I only can
"You can't spend the winter disguised as a man!"
So-- away with the last of the sour cream dip,
get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
till all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a cookie-- not even a lick.
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have a biscuit, no sweeties or pie,
I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore--
But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy new year to all and to all a good diet!*
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Well, everyone. Thank you for joining me today. I guess like in the poem, January does find a lot of us on a diet again. That's where I am. I can remember specifically stating that my only New Year's resolution was: to not make any more New Year's resolutions. I got so sick and tired of dieting being on the top of the list. Sometimes it would be alone on the list. Why do I have to always look for something about myself to not be satisfied with? Why do I need to look at my body with the words: "A Work In Progress" on my mind. I guess I am my own enemy sometimes, i.e...when I keep in the closet a pair of pants that I know don't fit me; when I feel the need to try on said pants, (this does not give me motivation. It makes me severely bummed out.) or, when I order one more Venti Caramel Latte with extra whipped cream after I know Dr. Phil said those were nothing more than hot milk shakes (and I believe him.) Little things like that can seriously get a girl down. But today I want you to know, I'm going to chill out. I don't know what a "chill pill" is exactly or I would go to Walgreen's and purchase one. I'm not even sure if you could buy them singly. They might only come in multi-packs. Maybe only at Sam's Club. I don't know. What I do know is: Today is a beautiful day. This is the day that The Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it! I am going to try to eat healthier this year. (I want to cut out the sweets, white bread and huge portions.) I can do this. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! I'll keep you guys up to date. I'd really like to lose 20 lbs. or 25. Thank you for your friendship and good luck on the endeavours you might be undertaking! Blessings! -Missygirl*
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Happy Birthday to my Grandson Julian! 10 years old! (Double Digits!)
Grandma loves you so much!
-My mom sent me this and I thought I'd share it with you:
'Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house
nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste
at the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
when I walked to the store {less a walk than a lumber}
I'd remembered the marvelous meals I'd prepared;
the gravies, the sauces, and beef nicely rared.
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
and the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt
and prepared once again to do battle with dirt---
I said to myself as I only can
"You can't spend the winter disguised as a man!"
So-- away with the last of the sour cream dip,
get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
till all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a cookie-- not even a lick.
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have a biscuit, no sweeties or pie,
I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore--
But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy new year to all and to all a good diet!*
******************************
Well, everyone. Thank you for joining me today. I guess like in the poem, January does find a lot of us on a diet again. That's where I am. I can remember specifically stating that my only New Year's resolution was: to not make any more New Year's resolutions. I got so sick and tired of dieting being on the top of the list. Sometimes it would be alone on the list. Why do I have to always look for something about myself to not be satisfied with? Why do I need to look at my body with the words: "A Work In Progress" on my mind. I guess I am my own enemy sometimes, i.e...when I keep in the closet a pair of pants that I know don't fit me; when I feel the need to try on said pants, (this does not give me motivation. It makes me severely bummed out.) or, when I order one more Venti Caramel Latte with extra whipped cream after I know Dr. Phil said those were nothing more than hot milk shakes (and I believe him.) Little things like that can seriously get a girl down. But today I want you to know, I'm going to chill out. I don't know what a "chill pill" is exactly or I would go to Walgreen's and purchase one. I'm not even sure if you could buy them singly. They might only come in multi-packs. Maybe only at Sam's Club. I don't know. What I do know is: Today is a beautiful day. This is the day that The Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it! I am going to try to eat healthier this year. (I want to cut out the sweets, white bread and huge portions.) I can do this. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! I'll keep you guys up to date. I'd really like to lose 20 lbs. or 25. Thank you for your friendship and good luck on the endeavours you might be undertaking! Blessings! -Missygirl*
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Happy Birthday to my Grandson Julian! 10 years old! (Double Digits!)
Grandma loves you so much!
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