I'm learning

that we weight loss bloggers are evil people. Let me explain; because I am, shall we say, "NEW" to this lifestyle change, (I say new because that's how I need to treat this) I am scanning blogs/websites for other people who are on this journey. I will find one or two sites that are interesting and 98% of them have links to THEIR favorite or inspiring sites, so I proceed to click on over. What I find interesting and could probably be the basis for some multi-million dollar scientific study is that when we are doing well, we post like crazy. We share recipes, we brag about our accomplishments, we are She-Ra Warrior Princesses parading around with caramel nut bars in hand and powerade zeros in our cupholders. When we start to fall off plan, we lament about it for a few posts, beat ourselves up about it tell you all, "that's it...I'm starting over tomorrow...or the next day" or 'I'm NEVER doing that again" or "I was SOOO bad last night/week/year" and then we up and stop posting. (Sound familiar stalker friends?) To me the real victory lies in those of us, who actually come back and start seriously blogging again. Daily. (Or in my case, everyday but weekends and holidays because I am to cheap to buy high speed internet at home.) I say this with exception to the few who continue to blog about their failures and misgivings and lack of ability to "stay on plan" when they aren't attempting "THE PLAN." They are making a plan of their own. Sorry Sweetcheeks, but doing it "on your own" is what got you to almost 300 pounds, creating a plan "of your own" probably won't help. I'm just saying. And maybe this particular blogger will attempt to make her own plan that works, but I'm not sticking around to read about it.... So, in my attempt to get back on track, I will not become a ghost blogger disappearing when times get tough and I will not bitch about the plan not working if I am "not working the plan." Because that's just not how I am going to roll, anymore.
Now, on to other things---
People who have pets whose names start with Dr. or Mr. like Mr. Tuxedo Paws REALLY freak me out. They are super scary. Like, rank right up there with snakes and serial killers type scary. The only animals that should have Dr. or Mr. in front of their names are registered papered critters like bulls and horses and breeding dogs and are never referred to as such.
I'm intrigued by the whackjobs from the Westboro who are coming to Manning this afternoon and there is a part of me that wants to drive up there and witness their protest. It almost feels like I would be some small part of history if I did, but then there is a larger part of me that just wants to completely ignore them because they thrive on attention and publicity and I don't want to give them that satisfaction.  I abhor all that they do and stand for, but in the same instance, if the media and the general public stopped giving them the attention they so obviously desire, they may start to go away, or at least become smaller. Or as others on Facebook have suggested, we need to figure out who their family members are and start protesting at their funerals.
Mother Nature, you continue to be a Dirty Whore. In fact, I believe you have crossed Dirty Whore status and are now venturing into Filthy Cuntbucket status. It looks BEAUTIFUL outside, but its windy and its still a bit chilly.
I find it interesting that I adore flip flops but I really don't like those little ballet flat type shoes. If I can't have flip flops, give me heels or boots.
I know i posted this on FB the other night, but seriously, watching Swamp People makes me feel like a high society bitch. I honestly cannot believe that there are people who A. live like that. B. do that for a living and C. talk like that. Wow. I honestly can't believe that its "must watch TV" at our house. I cannot turn away.
Oh well, I think that is all for now...I have some white cheddar soy puffs and a pomegranate cherry crystal lite calling my name. Later gators.