Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Hurricane Katrina Relief
Ok everyone, the time is now. Let's help out our brothers and sisters along the Gulf Coast. Katrina has literally devastated thousands of lives. Americans have always been there for nations in need, but sadly, we are very rarely at the receiving end of other nations' aid. But you know what? That's just OK. Why? Because we are Americans, dammit. We take care of our own. This is how we do it. We've survived depressions, earthquakes, flooding, tornados, hurricanes, and terrorist attacks. And we've done it for ourselves. Our generosity knows no bounds when it comes to nations in need, but when it comes to our own, we never fail to amaze eachother with our generosity and love and support.

You don't think you can afford to help? Skip a Starbucks for a couple days and send them $10. Buy the generic brands at the grocery store and send them $25. Heck, send them the equivalent of what you scrounge out of your pockets, couch cushions, and car ashtray!

I just spent a pretty penny on a facial and waxing the other week. How could I sleep at night if I could afford these silly little luxuries, but talk myself out of a donation to help someone who's lost everything? Everything!

Please give to the American Red Cross, Salvation Army, or any other charity aiding the victims of Hurricane Katrina.


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Monday, August 29, 2005
Shout at the Devil.
JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!



1. What is the ratio of sexy panties to granny panties currently in your possession?


Lucky me, I just went panty shopping on Sunday! Woohoo! No actual granny panties, not since that incident at leadership camp in highschool, no, not since then. I've got some smokin' hot panties now! Can't wait for that Highschool Reunion now!



2. Pretend you won one of those “make your dream come true” deals that Oprah is always giving away. What would you ask for?


A yacht, enough money to spend lounging on said yacht all year, and Amanda (3lambs') hardbody. Oh yeah, and world peace?



3. Describe your high school days in one word.


My Little Pony. That's 3 words huh? Ok, I never followed directions very well.



4. If you could shag any celebrity in the world, who would be your top three picks?



1) Harrison Ford - check - Jan can have my sloppy seconds
2) Orlando Bloom - only with the elf ears though or the pirate garb
3) Colin Firth - yuuuuum

Only three?? WTF?



5. If you had all the money in the world, more than you could ever spend in four lifetimes, would you eat some??


Have you ever seen what money goes through in it's lifetime??? Ever since the strip club, I will NEVER AGAIN! Put dollar bills in my mouth. But I guess if it was freshly minted bills I'd have some sprinkled on top of my gold-plated filet mingon for color.



6. Tag Three People:


Once again only 3?? What's up with that?

1) Sheryl at A Day in Sheryl's Life
2) Megan at My Weightloss Journey
3) Nikki at Nikki's Sweet Nothing's
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Monday, Monday
*blech*



Mondays are the yuckiest days. And here I sit, at my desk, absolutely surrounded by paperwork and other such nonsense that I have to deal with at some point today and this week. And what am I doing about it? Yup, blogging. Can we say pro-cras-tin-ate?

Another reason Mondays are yucky? Well, yesterday the scale read a miraculous 148.2, meaning one more pound to make my goal of being lighter than Steve has ever known me. What did I weigh this morning? 149.6! Fine, be that way, see if I care :P

Oh yeah, did I mention that Steve is coming back in 6 days? Gee, I forgot that? Must be ALL THE DAMN STRESS I'm dealing with. Hehehe.

You should see my face/skin. I really need to consider a paper bag on my head this week. Of course, right? I get to be all broken out and hideous the first time he sees me in 9 months. Such is life.

I did, however, spend the day shopping at Fredrick's of Hollywood....and BOY did THAT make me feel good! No, seriously. I was smokin hot! I even splurged and got the little red lace (not the maribu) bedroom spike heels to go with my ensemble. Hehehehe. I'll try not to give the poor guy a heart attack, but I don't think he'll know what hit him.

So the last few weeks I just haven't had it in me to post as frequently as usual. Work's been a total bitch, and now I'm stressing over this man coming back into my life. I've been alone for 9 months, now I have to learn how to have a roomate again. Good times, good times.

Yesterday driving to the mall was the first time that I started to get that really antsy wiggin-out thing. Anyone know what I'm talking about? I know you military wives know the feeling. The really antsy, stressed-out, hand-wringing, wiggin out feeling you get when you know your husband is coming home and you're seeing eachother for the first time in MONTHS. And you're so nervous! Especially if you've changed (I've lost 20 lbs). It's kind of like a first date feeling again. *sigh*

Ok, anywho. Needless to say, I'm stressing out. Hehehe. *sigh*

Hope everyone else is having a good Monday.....and I'm sending my prayers out to all those who are experiencing Katrina right now.
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Thursday, August 25, 2005
Fat Fighter Challenge Week 7 Weigh-In
Edith left the following message in my comments:

Yeap...

I ordered the featherdusters and I already received them BUT I'm not at home... I'm in San Juan preparing to have surgery on Tuesday (August 30)... I'll keep you posted.

BTW you are the leader of the FFC for the next two weeks. If you can't do it just assign it to anyone else who have a blog.

Glod Bless You



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So, please post your Friday's weigh in here for me, and send your prayers to Edith. Let's hope she's alright.
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Monday, August 22, 2005
I'm 99% decided to cancel my autoship
No no, I'm not quitting. Just figure at this point (6 months worth) I think I'd better learn to fend for myself, and if I haven't learned anything by now I'm just pretty hopeless.

I've got a whole stash of stuff since I've been really bad about eating on plan, and I will probably order some of my favorites ala carte, like the chocolate chip bars, black beans and rice, tex-mex, and pasta primavera. Some of the NS foods are just to DIE for.

I've been eating the South Beach breakfast bars the last few days, not bad. And I think I can make healthy choices for myself.

If I "go it on my own" and don't lose jack shit, and actually GAIN--the horror!--I can always restart the plan for a bit.

The lunches are what worry me the most, even what seem like healthy fast food choices sometimes turn out to be the absolute worst choices (Taco Bell taco salad, anyone?), and I still have a really hard time with buying something in the drive thru and not eating it all. It's like I just threw away $5, ya know?

I think I'm a smart cookie, and should be able to do well, I've tried to do my own "eat right" type diets in the past, and as you can see they obviously didn't do anything for me. That's why I want to kill Amy and Christina. They are wicked evil for doing it on their own and having such disgustingly fabulous success with it.

Catty? Me? No! :P

Off the diet stuff, I just got my 2 featherdusters from Flylady.com. Edith, if you haven't ordered these, you MUST! They are fantastic! I just dusted my whole damn house in like 15 minutes! I'm working on the Flylady stuff. It's hard to learn new habits, and I'm floundering, but my home is decent enough to where I could actually have someone over and not have to stress about poo-poo undies in the dining room or something (I have dogs, anyone with dogs will know that they like to put on any clothes you left on the floor and strategically leave them strewn about the home where only company would stumble across them).

Ha ha. That reminds me of my parent's dog Teddy. He was awful in that regard! He would come into my bedroom to roll on my carpet (and skank it up), but in the process he'd manage to get my bra or panties over his head and he'd come out when my friends were over with dirty underwear around his neck. Little brothers are wicked.

Anywho, dogs are evil satan spawn and you'd better pick up any poo-poo undies they have access to.

Look Jan! You complained about me not posting, so here you get me rambling! Enjoy :)
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Monday, August 15, 2005
Miss me?
Ok, I haven't posted lately, mostly I guess because I'm totally ashamed right now. Totally.

Beer and nachos on Thursday. Bucca Di Beppo's on Saturday. TCBY on Sunday. Brownies on Monday. More beer and pupus tonight to celebrate a company bonus.

Just ashamed at my eating right now. I haven't been able to control myself ONE BIT. Ok, I take that back, I didn't eat a second dessert last night (I SOOOO wanted to) because I reminded myself I had a TCBY parfait earlier. If you could call that control. ;)

I think I'm going to blame this on my period. I felt (and looked) very bloated yesterday, and I'm about due. Seriously, this will be the last period of my life (unless working on getting preggers) that I will ever have without birth control. I have been off my birth control for around 3-4 months now, and I have had the craziest, worst periods since I was in highschool.

Literally shoveling in sweets and grease as fast as I could, mood swings to high heaven, bloating, cramping....ugh! When I was still on my hormones, my periods were so, nothing. Ya know? Geez, I always wondered why everyone was bitching and moaning so much, period this, TOM that. LOL

Sure, I retained a little bit of water, but that was it. I could remain on plan, I didn't have earth-shattering cravings.

So this will be the last of this bullshit. It's truly ridiculous what some stupid little hormones can do to all my hard work!

Now I'm gonna have to work really hard to undo ALL this damage I've done and move on from here.

So, goodbye my darling 149.6, I hope to see you soon, very soon. Please, don't be a stranger. 155, I told you we were through, I don't love you anymore, and you have to let me go and move on with your life too.

We shall see what Friday brings.
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Tuesday, August 09, 2005
*steaming*
Somebody



keyed



my



fucking



car.




I hate people. I'm 90% certain it was my upstairs neighbors. I parked in my second uncovered stall this weekend cuz I was trying to heat up my car to melt a plastic window shade back into shape (didn't work) and I guess I parked too close to their stall, plus they think I called the cops on them for partying too loud (goddamned Navy pricks, give 20-something men everywhere a bad name).

I've got people at work trying to talk me out of keying their fucking car down to the metal. Bastards.

I'll probably cool down, but keying someone's car is just about the uncoolest thing you can do.

Don't ever do it. If I ever catch someone touching my car, I will fucking kill them.

I think a judge would understand, right Bob?

Ok, back to work now.
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Sunday, August 07, 2005
In your FACE 150s!
Woohoo! Once again, 149.8!

Lets see if I can keep it under that mark from here on out!
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Saturday, August 06, 2005
Tomorrow is another day...
What a difference a day makes!

I weighed in at 152.6 on Friday for the FFC, and that put me in a bit of a "mood". A bunch of fiber pills, a couple laxatives and a day later, and I feel vindicated at 150.6. Whew!

So now I feel better, it took me a whole damn week to work off the screw ups of last weekend, and the screw ups continued through the week. I'm not gonna confess either :P

But today I feel like I'm no longer backpeddling. I'm now just moving on down again.

So, onwards and downwards! To Thinfinity...and Beyond!

P.S. I was admiring myself in the mirror last night and again this morning. I feel like I look HOT! Not smokin' hot, but HOT! Kind of makes me wonder what the hell I was thinking when I was 19 and weighed 135 and didn't see myself as looking good? There's no way in hell I would have ever worn a bikini then, but now, I'm almost shameless even at 20 lbs. heavier!! Go figure.
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Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Waw waw waaaaw
Poopie head!

I changed my stats again. I jumped on the scale this morning because I'm the type of person who has to know what kind of damage I've done after badness.

After my 3 day bender of eat-and-drink whatever the damn I felt like, I'm up to 152. So, take back all your congratulations, NS, don't send me that purple bear yet, size 6 bikini, take your time shipping over here.

That's what I get for being a baaaad baaaad girl.

Nothing I ate was really anything that was worth it. Nothing that I had to have. This weekend was just because of utter boredom. I haven't yet conquered bored eating. I went down to the beach twice on Sunday, because I was sitting around Mom's house nibbling because I was bored. I got a little pink, all in the name of my diet, but that didn't seem to help any.

I know a lot of it is water weight, but some of it isn't, and now I have to work at getting back to where I was on Saturday morning.

I wonder why we always do this to ourselves?

Well, last night I ate my salad (I haven't been eating my dinner salads) even though the lettuce was a little limp. It was good, and I felt good for being good.

I picked up salads on the way to work, and I've got my lunch packed. I'm going to follow the plan as written for the rest of the week, no more skipping and subbing.

*thppppppppbt*

Oh well, such is life! I'd better get used to it, because this is going to go on for the rest of my life, whether I'm at my goal weight or not. I will always have the ups and downs on the scales, so long as I hover within a 5 lbs. safety zone of my goal weight.
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Name: Amanda
Location: Hawaii

I'm a 26 year old local haole who was born and raised in Hawaii. I have been in a serious relationship for 4+ years, I own my own home, and I am the proud mother of 2 dogs and a cat.

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Start Weight: 179.6
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