My Aunt's Figuring!

Well, I just figured out why I'm so fat!!! The shampoo I use in the shower often runs down my body and the bottle says, "for extra volume and body." I'm going to start using Dawn dish washing soap, that bottle says, "dissolves fat that is otherwise difficult to remove."

Warning: Dressing in the Dark

This morning, I got up and got dressed. I didn't lay the clothes out the night before, and there in lay the problem. Ok, not the only problem, but at least it was A problem.

Most articles of clothing, really, can only be put on one way. For instance, you'd know right away if your bra was on backwards or inside out. You'd know immediately if the heel of your sock was on the top of your foot. Jeans generally button and zip up the front (not always, but generally). Shirts, too, generally button up the front.

Underware, it turns out, can be put on any which way, when you're behind has shrunk. This morning, dressing in the dark, I put my underware on backwards - it felt kind of funny, but the front of the panties fit my behind, so I just got dressed and didn't pay any attention to the extra fabric bunched up in the front. Since there's no tag (it's printed on the fabric), there was no way for me to tell which was front and which was back while dressing in the dark.

I have *just now* realized that my underware are on backwards.

It may be time for some new panties. ::grins::

A funny for the day

Mom was just in taking a bath and shared what she was thinking to herself while there:

"Now I have two smaller rolls instead of just one big one."

:)

Layers

I have to share... Today, of course, it's just down right cold again. Before, I just layered on the top and my legs had a single layer of jean on them. Brrrr! I left my jammie bottoms on today and *easily* slid my jeans over the top of those. So, not only do I wear smaller jeans, but they're so big, I can wear a whole nother layer under 'em! Woo hoo!

Less of Me FOREVER!

I got on the scale this morning and, even after yesterday's outting for the recital, there wasn't even a waver of a number. I am SO STABLE! There's going to be Less of Me FOREVER AND EVER!!

Wanna see my cello playing? I'm not Yo-Yo Ma, for sure! But I am a brave student adult playing my cello in front of a gob of people... That, all by itself, is a victory for me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EbLRvPz60I

A funny

I awoke this morning chuckling...

Last night, I dreamed that I was in a beauty contest. But, all the versions of me in my stick figure drawings were in the contest, too! We were all in bikinis, but one of the tops fell off a stick figure, so I had to pencil it back in for her/me, but I did it with a GIANT crayon.

We're all standing there on stage, awaiting the decision of who's going to win and I decide to peer at the judges to see who's judging. It was Me, me, & ME!

In the end, I won the contest.

Dedications

I wanted to share with everyone what our book dedication says.

Dedication

For 9 year old Daphne, who tells us our butts are smaller.

For 8 year old Devon, who tells us he loves us even if we are fat.

And for all the readers of our blog, LessofMeHCG.com,

who encouraged us to create this cookbook.

Thank you, everyone, for your encouragement!

Cello lesson tomorrow

I am soooo not ready for my lesson tomorrow. My fingers are only just getting repaired from lack of oil. Ugh. AND.

I still have one more day of 500 calories. Tomorrow. One more leaving-the-house-so-you-gotta-figure-out-how-to-eat-while-you're-gone day.

Don't get me wrong. 42# is a great number to ditch in less than two months and I like how I look in the mirror. Even naked! :) But the whole you-gotta-figure-out-how-to-eat-while-you're-gone stuff really is not pleasant. Maybe my next contest should be easy-to-take-with-you recipes. When you go out to eat, especially without hcg drops to help stave off the desire to eat, it's *awful!* I'm so ready to EAT! I FEEL LIKE I'M STARVING!

Actually, at 500 calories without hcg, I think I technically am. Aren't I?

Well?

Aren't I?

Ah, well. I guess a day or two of hunger pains isn't going to kill me. At least I get a piece of Dubliner cheese right before I go to bed tomorrow! WoooHoo!

Yah. My alter-ID is Wallace from Wallace and Grommet. Cheeeeeeesssseeee! I'd go to the moon for a piece of cheese, too. ::grins:: Anyone wanna join me?

Coffee. Duh.

I was making up some recipes with coffee in it yesterday afternoon and evening. Pre-HCG, caffine didn't do anything to me - I could gulp down a big ol' mug of it and then go straight to sleep, with restful sleep the whole night through.

Tonight, however, proves that during HCG, things are different. I am having real trouble sleeping tonight! Hahaha!

Duh. It's coffee. Right?

:)

Baggin' Pants

My niece told me tonight that my rear was looking slimmer. She was quick to let me know that she didn't want to offend me with her comment, though. I thanked her and told her I wanted just half a butt.

She decided that was not enough behind for me to have. Hahaha!

Movie Seats

This afternoon, my family went out to see Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. What a fun show! The last time I went to see a movie, my behind didn't want to fit in the seat. It's been that way for YEARS.

Today, I went in and was expecting the same *squished* feeling but my behind didn't even touch the sides of the chair!

WHOO HOOO!

There really is less of me!

A funny this morning

This morning, I started getting out my autumn and winter clothes. I put on one of my favorite shirts (the right way), but it didn't feel like it usually did. The neck was too loose.

I figured I had put it on backwards so I turned it around.

Then it really wasn't right, but this time in the shoulders. The neck felt a little tight, too. It was just not right. I checked the tag and discovered that I turned it around so it was, indeed, backwards.

So, I turned it around yet again, front side in the front, & just had to adjust to the fact that my favorite clothes aren't going to be my favorites for much longer.

They'll be too big.

I think I need a spell...

Maybe I need a spell to chase away the mean scale fairy I have in my house these days?

A funny for the day

A teenage granddaughter comes downstairs for her date with this see-through blouse on and no bra. Her grandma just pitched a fit, telling her not to dare go out like that!

The teenager tells her "Loosen up Grams. These are modern times. You gotta let your rose buds show!" and out she goes.

The next day the teenager comes down stairs, and the grandma is sitting there with no top on. The teenager wants to die. She explains to her grandmother that she has friends coming over and that it is just not appropriate.

The grandmother says, "Loosen up, Sweetie. If you can show off your rose buds, then I can display my hanging baskets."

Bra Goal

Mom tells me that I need to have goals. She hands me a bra and tells me, "Here's your bra goal, sis." It's about half the size of my current cup. ::grins::

Apple Core.

There's no more.

Who's your friend?

Me.

::splat::

A funny

Last night, I dreamed of mixing my veggies. I had salsa, ratatouille, vegetable soup with all the veggies in it, cucumber & tomatoe salad, salad with all the veggies...

When I awoke from the dream at 5:30 this morning, all I could do was laugh at myself. There weren't any veggies that aren't allowed on the protocol, like avacado, only the ones that we can have right now in Phase two. But I was mixing them! Bad, bad, bad! Shame on me!

Hahahaha!