Month six - HAPPY NEW YEAR! *HONK!*

249. Yes, that is what the scale registered this morning. 249. I am three pounds away from the big ONE HUNDRED. WOO HOO!

My jeans also read Size 22. The 24 were baggy on me, so I decided to give the 22's a chance. Well, they fit. For shits and giggles, I tried on a size 20 Tommy Pullmyfinger pair of pants and I was able to zip them. So I am a tight 20 to regular 22. My tops are probably in the 20 range. I have ALWAYS been two sizes top and bottom. I could NEVER wear a sheath or a column dress, had to wear an Empire (which is coming back!) for "fit-n-flare" (fit through the top and flares out at the waist, to hide those unsightly bulgy thighs and ASS.

So, anyway, I made my mini-goal. I wanted to get to 250 pounds by the end of 2007 and I got it. My next mini-goal is to get to the 100 pounds loss. I haven't set a date or nuthin.' I just wanna get there. Of course, my next goal is to get below 199. Ugh. Not with the chocolate I have been nibbling on. Oh yeah, and to start exercising (read: walking) again.

I did miss not being able to have a margarita or beer at dinner tonight. We (mummsie, my two rotten kids and I) went to a YUMMY Mexican restaurant for din-din. I saw another patron enjoying a salty margarita and my mouth watered. Sniff. Can't even ring in the new year "properly."

And I miss being able to drink (water, soda ANYTHING) when I eat. I get so thirsty! Either eat the food or drink the beverage, I can't have both! RATS. lol

Month six - 251

This is a specially formulated diet designed to help women cope with the stress that builds during the day.

Breakfast-
1/2 slice whole wheat toast
1/2 cup skim milk

Lunch-
1 small portion lean, steamed chicken
1/4 cup spinach
1 Hershey's kiss

Afternoon Tea-
The rest of the Hershey Kisses in the bag
1 tub of Hagen-Daaz ice cream with chocolate chips

Dinner-
4 glasses of wine (red or white)
2 loaves garlic bread
1 family size supreme pizza
3 Snickers bars

Late Night Snack-
1 whole Sara Lee cheesecake (eaten directly from the freezer)
1 Diet Coke

Okay, maybe that was me B.S. (Before Surgery).

month six - 251 MERRY CHRISTMAS

Happy Holidays and all that rot! I have lost 95 stinking pounds. NINETY. FIVE. POUNDS. My size 24 jeans are loose (not quite baggy) and I am squeezing or fitting into 2X tops. My 3X tops are BAGGY. The 4X shirts are a joke. Like my little girl trying on adult clothes.

I do admit that I have not exactly been a "good girl." Maybe that is why Santa didn't leave me anything under the tree. I have been eating chocolate, donuts, and gelato. Also, I am ashamed to say that I may have stretched my pouch a wee bit. I believe I can eat more than 1/2 cup at a sitting. Getting cocky in my progress.

I still dump, though. Sugar is the main culprit. And I am not drinking enough fluids. I pee maybe twice a day and it is ORANGE! Pooping is sporadic, but it still happens.

Disneyland is one of my favorite exercise regimes. The walking doesn't bother me, especially since I have a particular place to go (instead of no where in particular). But walking to work and back home is annoying. Whatever. Not that I have been working since the kids have been off track. Maybe I will start walking again in January when they go back to school.

Hubby has to work New Year's Eve. I am kinda relieved that I am not obliged to go anywhere for the holiday. Plop my big butt on the couch and watch the countdown on TV while Hubby freezes his big butt off at the Rose Parade. (He has to run the breathalyzer machine for Pasadena Police and Los Angeles County Sheriff.....EASY MONEY)

I admitted to my family that I miss recreational eating. Eat what I want. When I want. How much I want. My brother cleverly pointed out that is why I got so huge to begin with. Leave it to him to point out the obvious. Sometimes I forget that eating is a big deal anymore and start horking it down. Quickly, I realize it is not the fun activity I can participate in anymore and have to lie down (from dumping) or become totally dissatisfied with the result and lose interest. However, I find I can binge on fresh fruit and will do that any chance I can! Usually it is already prepared and I enjoy it's tasty goodness. I am too lazy to buy it whole and cut it up myself, therefore I do NOT gorge on fruit on a daily basis. Buying it pre-cut is expensive and a deterrent.

Now if I can only get those damn protein shakes down, I would be doing awesome! :o)

Month five - 263

Yes, another pound. That makes 83 altogether.

Went to Starbucks and ordered a SF/NF/CDL. For you Non-Starbucks speaking peoples that is a sugar-free non-fat cinnamon dulce latte. Okay....Riddle me this Batman......If a customer ordered SUGAR FREE and NON FAT why on God's green Earth would you top that sucker with Whipped Cream? Oh, I dunno......Lack of common sense?!?!

I drank it anyway. Good thing I am not a diabetic.

Oh, speaking of idiots....I was at a function for my daughter last night. The snack was S'mores. I politely refused an offer, but someone gave me a serving anyway. I wish I could just say, "Get that shit away from me," but that might hurt someone's feelings. I find it hard to say no when someone has the offering right in front of my nose. I glumly accepted, and worse! I ate it. Talk about a sugar dump. Chocolate, marshmallow and graham crackers. At the time, I didn't think to give it to my kid, that would have been the right thing to do, instead of eating it.

Being fat puts one in difficult position to refuse food. The person looks at you and thinks, "one more ain't gonna kill ya, you're already fat." I don't feel like telling everyone my biz and explain the whole WLS. Or
that I am not concerned about a few calories, I am concerned how I am going to feel after I eat the crap. And a microwaved marshmallow and cold Hershey's chocolate is not worth the stomach ache. Any suggestions as to fend of the food pushers this coming season? Should I lie and tell them I am diabetic or allergic? People would seem to honor those illnesses rather than WLS side effects or poor fat girls from trying to do the right thing.

P.S. I did get a stomach ache after the nasty s'more.