Wanna See What I Looked Like Three Days Before my Lap Band Surgery?

Too bad. I’m not ready to post those pics, yet. I want to get some more weight off and do a Before and X-Number of Pounds Down kinda thing. 


I am eating so much better, today. I was busy, didn’t have time to sit around and think about shoving shit into my maw. I had my coffee, a protein shake and then got to doing shit and didn’t eat until I was hangry and decided to have dinner. I had a few chunks of chicken and some Lean Cuisine cheese raviolis. It went down well and I am satisfied. Oh, I did eat a few small, skinny pretzel sticks while my food was in the micro. A very few. I controlled myself and feel better about myself, right now. 

I think that I need to get the medium Bye-Bye Under Eye from It… The light isn’t quite killing these dark circles. It is helping but I need a little more peach power to neutralize the purple/blue Marianas Trench under my eyes. I inherited my fair skin and dark circles from my Grandmother Amie. I inherited the allergies that exacerbate them from God Knows Who and my shit sleep patterns don’t help. One day, I am going to figure this out and look awake and refreshed. 

So, Husband got his parents moved into their new house. They needed to get out of that condo, FIL is deteriorating and the stairs were a danger to him. They are much happier and safer in their new house. 

Now, to find us a new house because this condo is driving me insane and I am over it. I hate sharing a wall, I hate having my next door neighbor’s cigarette smoke coming in through my fucking windows and we just need more space. We are falling over each other in this place and I am thisclose to torching this joint. 

Must. Find. A. Place.


Corgi cuteness! 



We want to get another dog, after we move. One day. Not right away but we miss having a dog. I am lobbying for a Corgi. Husband wants a Lab. Maybe we should just get one of each? 

Loreal, there is no such thing as repairing hair. Products can temporarily glue it and make it shiny but to get rid of damage, yes, you do have to cut it. Stop lying to the gullible public.


Well, a Little Better

After my aftercare appointment, I am doing a little better. Still need to work on portion size and timing my bites better but I got on the scale the other day and am down another three and that is encouraging me to work harder. 

“Weight loss surgery is the easy way out!” Bullshit. Clearly. I still have to work hard at this, every day. Sometimes I am successful, sometimes I am not. But my band definitely helps. 

Mothers Day is coming up. all of the ads, blog posts are tearing me apart. This is the first Mothers Day since I lost my mom and I am just trying to get past it. I tried to power through but I have to pull back. I can’t read blog posts about gift ideas and I avoid ads and articles. I just can’t, this year. We’ll see about next. Hopefully, I’ll handle it better. I am just allowing myself to check out of this one. 

I hate that fucking commercial where idiot parents walk into an AT&T store and shush the person working there and make her whisper because their stupid baby is asleep. Assholes, if your baby needs to sleep, take it home, put it in it’s crib and let it sleep. It is not the obligation of the entire fucking world to shush because your kid is napping. And, while I am on the subject of commercials, that website builder commercial where the little girls screams “MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” No. Just no. Who wants to hear that?

Yes, I am a grouch. 

It is so lovely and warm, now. It’s supposed to get into the eighties, today. I need to get out and do a little shopping and I am going to wear some of the new clothes I treated myself to and maybe sandals, too. I did a pedi and painted my toenails with Zoya Arizona. I think I need to hit Beall’s Outlet and find a new wallet. Mine is old, getting grungy and I keep fucking up my nails trying to get cards out of it. I hate it. And some fun new costume jewelry sounds like just the ticket, too. Maybe some new shoes. I am tired of floppers and sneaks.

I have a hair appointment on the eighth. I am seriously considering having a funky colour woven into my tresses. I just can’t decide if I want pink or blue… I love blue so much but my instincts are to go pink. I don’t know. Maybe I’ll do both. 😀

Fuck! Sneezing jag. Thank you so much, husband unit. All of your fucking weed eating has stirred up pollen and dust from hell and… Bleargh! Allergy attack. My poor beak and eyes… 

I need to go blow my nose.I fucking hate pollen.

I need too learn how to insert text links in this WordPress blog and how to install social media buttons. 

I am trying to think of a new name for my beauty blog. I want to rebrand, buy a domain and move to self hosted WordPress. I already know who I am going to use to make the move, set up my new template and so on. I just need to think of a new name and that is proving to be the hardest part. 

I’m crazy for even contemplating this. I am so tech challenged. 

My keyboard sucks. This laptop sucks.