DeLarla

Katie, I don't get fills. They gave me one fill, then removed my port. I'm on my way to get a Cat Scan now that a surgeon will look at on 10/21 to see why the wound isn't healed from my June port removal. If I want a fill, I have to heal completely, then have another surgery to get a new port. Back to the original thread - how did your knee surgery go? Did they have to remove your fill or do anything special? Hope you're up and around painfree soon. Keep us posted.

Teresa, we DID cook pre-bandlike. But at least I made the mini tortillas, right? However, my neighbors and friends almost always drop in on the weekends, and they still eat like hogs, so I ordered extra tamales. Trust me, they won't go to waste, cuz I'm taking some to work tomorrow with Vera's enchiladas. My co-workers will go nuts over them!

Carol, I'm a little afraid of your margueritas. Maybe next time just "tell me" there's booze in them, because they were just too darn good. You'll have to tell me how to make them in case I ever forget that I quit drinking. I actually found one bag of them left in the freezer. I also know I was drinking a new baggie in the pool, but Sachi jumped in and took it from me. She's nuts in the pool. Now, I don't know how many people helped clean up and empty glasses that might have been half-full, but other than that, the entire 2 gallons of Tequila was apparently consumed. Thank you so much, that was very, very generous of you to buy all that stuff and make it. I have so many more thank yous. Vera, I threw the leftover chicken in a cooler and took it when we went to the desert with Donali. Chris had me feed him while he was driving - we were sharing, and it was so tender and delicious. And somone froze enchiladas, which are just about my favorite food along with all the tamales. Didn't you people eat anything here? I've got so much food left. Next bash, I'll stick with Skinny Babs' idea and just roast one chicken for all of us!

Neicy, maybe you just set the theme for the next bash? Cajun style? Far out!

Hey, I think I missed posting this one of Penni - this would be a cutie pie one for an avatar if someone can size it down.

Sachi always steals the show, while Voodoo hides from the camera. But he gets top billing in my book, and he was at the bash, too. So here's my big baby boy.

I'm a little jealous of Penni. She's got some new thing going on with Ms. Chloe. Chloe is just crazy about her. Well, you can see yourself from all the darling pictures of Chloe clinging to Auntie Penni! And poor Voodoo is so camera shy that he's not in any of the pictures, so I'm posting one of his famous poses. Teresa, I absolutely adore you. You & KC are a darling couple. Tell him thanks for keeping an eye on my man. Chris is so dumb that a woman would have to stick her tongue in his ear before he knew he was getting flirted with. We were both getting hair cuts one day, and his girl didn't his wife was sitting 2 chairs away. I watched every move - she'd get way low and giggle in his ear and carress his neck and fondle him. He just thought it was part of the haircut. Afterwards she started asking him out right in front of me. You shoulda seen her lame face when he said, "honey, did you pay for our haircuts?" He used to have a lot of women chasing him, but I had my wild times, too. Now he's just satisfied to come home to a nice fat Polish Mamma and his fur babies. And now that I have a Harley, he thinks his wife is the bomb. If I didn't trust him, I wouldn't be married to him. When I told him that Babs is flirting with him, he just started laughing because that's the furthest thing from his mind when it comes to babs. A kick in the teeth, yes. A roll in the hay... let's just say that's the benefit of having DeLarla around on occasion! He hates when I drink, but he sure likes when DeLarla comes out to play! KC was so cute - he told me he climbed over the wall special for me just to get my shorts from the street. Boy, that doesn't sound so good, does it? Now who's the slut? OOPS. How far are you from Portland? If you're ever in Portland, you can stalk my ex-fiance' for me. Poor guy lost his marbles - he's not even raising his 10 year old child. I talked to him a few months ago, and he's truly gone Fruit Loops. I'd like to know he's okay. I'm still friends with his twin sister, who lives around the block from him and raises his child. I'd love to visit Oregon again - I lived there with Rob 20 years ago. I seriously doubt that Chris would have a problem doing a little salmon fishing. Nope, no problem!

Well, I got up this morning and planned on staying in, cleaning up a little, watching TV. But my horoscope said to go enjoy the day, so I got on my bike and rode like the wind. I even got on the freeway for the first time - just one street though, then there's this big interchange section that freaked me out, but at least I tasted the real action. But I had a lot of time to think while riding, and it's so hard, but Ginny, you took the words right out of my mouth. I have been very careful, walking on eggshells, to keep Chloe in my life as long as possible. But there will be a day when she's ripped out from under me, and I'll have to buck up and face it. As far as keeping an eye on Babs, I literally have not called her in a few weeks. We see each other several times a week, but that's cuz she calls me or stops by. Our garage door is almost always open cause Chris smokes. And like I said, she lives across the street from our best friends, so it's not easy avoiding her. Babs has somewhat of a split personality, so there really is a good side to her, ya just never know which one you're gonna get. She doesn't work, so I would have loved to spend the day with a girlfriend, but I avoided her entirely. Michelle, Babs adores Chloe, she spoils her with kisses and love, but at the flip of a coin, Chloe takes control. I'm glad you saw a taste of it, because sometimes I just need someone to share this kinda thing with. She tried interferring with CJ and Coco's relationship; she'd say one thing to CJ, then another to Coco, just to get them fighting. During the whole time that Chris bought the bike, all my friends were telling me to "just try enjoying the bike" while Babs was "divorce the asshole." It's nice because Chloe knows how to call me all by herself, so she calls me just about every day to tell me hi, or to give me the latest kindergarden gossip. She taught me the Tootie Tot song, and I can't believe she forgot to sing it for you! The saddest thing about Babs is that all she wants is attention, and she's not appreciating the attention she gets. Can you believe her body after having 4 kids? And she actually had a breast reduction, so those perky C cups are real. She gets so much male attention when we're in public, but somewhere along the line she lost all her self-confidence and allowed self-destruction and loathing to surface. Not my problem.

OOOPPS... I forget there are more than one of me! Lisa, the whole "Zoe" thing confuses me. What's up?

Donali, can you shrink the pic of me in my tiara for my avatar? By special request. And I love it! But Chloe is very stressed out because she's dying to borrow it, and I'm just not ready to let the 5 year old play with my toys.

Michelle & Donali, I feel so damn special that your avatars were taken in my house. Awesome, absolutely fabulous! We shoulda put Penni in the purple bra & taken a pic with the boa & red gloves. I can't believe you guys forgot to remind me to get out the red gloves! Thank God for that! Donali, if John actually found traces of gold in the rocks, please tell us immediately. Chris will probably wet his pants if he hears that. We'll want to know where John found it. Did he find a lot more after we left you? Did you play much longer? And thank you, thank you, thank you for the presents. I don't even know where to begin with the thank yous. I'm sitting here wearing my new favorite jammy dress - compliments of the leftovers from the clothing exchange. I was swimming when the exchange went down, but there's so much left that I can dress for a year and never wear the same thing (unless I get back on track and lose some more.) I haven't even had a chance to open the MP3 player that Donali bought me, but I'm dying to hear the female vocal's CD. I'm gonna hide in a corner and open it when Chris is eating. He already tried referring to it as "his" but I nearly gave him a knuckle sandwich, so he apologizes. WOOF. I haven't even had 2 seconds to open my chocolate egg, which melted (I asked Chris to bring it home and keep it safe, not too smart.) It's in the fridge all shriveled up. Carol, you're right, everyone was so wonderful, generous, kind - and forgiving? Come on, I must have done something to piss someone off! I wonder what it was? I laughed myself silly, and hugged and cried. Then it was all just so overwhelming that I jumped in the pool. I wanted to spend more time with each person individually. Unfortunately, the week before the bash went haywire. Something different going on in my life every single night, so I never got a good night sleep. By the time Friday came, I was a sleep-deprived wreck. I get really spun out and overly anxious when I don't sleep well. So everyone please come back over next weekend to give me another shot. Me, me, me - yes, Penni, it's all about me! So come back and play with me. I took today off of work because I needed one day for myself. I actually got geared up in Lisa G's jeans (thank you for the Tall sizes, and perfectly broken in) and the Jamaica Harley shirt from Penni. I got on my scooter and rode it all day long. Did a bunch of errands, and just acted the way biker chicks are supposed to act - cool, chillin', hip. No hurries, no worries. Wish I could take tomorrow off, too. Peace n' love.

I CALL DIBS ON THE BIG ROOM (not the water bed though, Chris needs a hard bed.) And yes, we are bringing Sachi & Voodoo! Okay, the next bash is under way at Penni's. Even if it's just her & me. But we'll fine-tune it just a tad. I'll volunteer to coordinate games and a gift exchange. Someone needs to volunteer to get everyone's numbers. Someone else needs to volunteer to run the clothing exchange. What's the theme? I need to start planning what I'm going to be cooking. Why wait?

There's my little Vera! Chloe thinks your very special, too. I'm bummed that I didn't get to out with you guys, but I was having too much fun here. I always wondered why Mother Nature won't let me have babies. Chris and I have both been medically checked, and we are both healthy in that department. Haven't used birth control in 13 years, but we never got pregnant together. So I figure there's reasons, and Chloe is one of them, I suppose. Vera, you got Johnny and Babs pegged as control freaks. I can't believe she had the nerve to tell you her child is a monster. My friends live across the street from them, and CJ is on the board of the Association. They are trying to get speed bumps on their street because people fly down doing 50. Babs lets Chloe ride her bike and/or her scooter at night. No shoes, wearing shorts, no lights or reflectors. Just a crazy five year old zipping carefree down the street, while Babs & Johnny are inside the house. Nobody watching Chloe at all. Coco & CJ are very concerned, and they try to keep an eye on Chloe. We've all talked to Babs about not letting Chloe ride her bike at night in the streets. But hell, a five year old shouldn't be alone outside at all, whether night or day! We were all at a barbeque once and Chloe was missing for several hours before Babs said, "where's Chloe?" Chloe decided to walk home all by herself to ride her bike in the street.

Silly, I'm totally kidding. I refuse to watch movies that have words like dead, zombie, blood, kill.... It was a joke, Goofus!

Gee, thanks, Penni. I was gonna run out and see that today, but now you ruined the ending.

Marie, that's funny! We went to a counselor... ONCE. Chris almost beat the guy up. Chris said, "what the hell do you know, you sit behind a desk all day." I was horrified and totally embarrassed, so we never went back.

Last night my next door neighbor saw me and rushed over. He said, "what's wrong, what happened?" I said, "nothing, why." I was walking like a crippled. My calves and feet and arms are killing me. What the hell went down here? I just think it's because I didn't sit down for three days. Penni, did you try flipping me in the pool? I'm still gimping and limping!

Zoe, there's no stable family here in Vegas. Chloe's father is a famous hockey coach & her uncle is a professional hockey player. Babs refers to Chloe's father as "my annual "F" buddy." That whole relationship screws her head up even more, because she wanted to marry him, but all he wanted was for her to get an abortion. She was on Prozac during the entire pregnancy and didn't even know she was pregnant till she was 5 months along. The father lives in Switzerland and has only been here once to see Chloe in the past year. He's happily married with a todler, Aiden. Chloe brags about her baby brother, but there's barely a relationship there. I'd like to talk to her dad, but I'd have to sneak through Babs's stuff to find a number. He's a high profile sports celebrity, so he's not listed anywhere. Maybe one day I can get Chloe to get his number. She's pretty smart. Zoe, the only reason I haven't called Child Protective Services is because I don't feel like playing God. I totally understand how severe things would get. So I'm taking it one day at a time. When and IF that time every comes, I'll take action. Till then, I'll just keep loving that precious darling. But she's never, ever a monster at my house. Just a smart little angel, much brighter than other 5 year olds. She knows her boundaries here, and she knows that the only ones she can control is her Mom & Johnny.

Okay, now I'm crying "on this day." Penni, you're priceless! First I was laughing, then crying. Babs might think she's flirting with Chris. She might think she'll drive a wedge between us. She might think a lot of things, but those are the thoughts of a very insecure manic depressive. There's the whole Kelly drama, also. They were tight friends, but Kelly is now afraid of Psycho Babs. Babs told me "I went to Kelly's to get things she had of mine." But then Kelly called me, petrified. Babs banged on her door for three hours straight, causing a scene in the neighborhood till Kelly finally got the nerve to open the door. Babs is missing a pink shoe, and refused to leave till they found it. Meanwhile, poor Kelly is avoiding Johnny like the plague. What Homewrecker Babs doesn't know is that her husband has the hots for Kelly. Johnny calls Kelly every day and says, "I really miss seeing you every day" and asks, "should I leave my wife?" Kelly only answered 2 of his calls, but he's on her Caller I.D. every day. And Johnny thinks that since Babs & Kelly broke up, that I'm no longer friends with Kelly. But Kelly & I will always be pals, so Kelly tells me every time Johnny calls. So Babs lies to Johnny, Johnny lies to Babs, Babs lies to me & Chris. Johnny looks and acts like the perfect husband while bruising a five year old, surfing porn, and hitting on Kelly, while kissing Babs' neck while sympathetically consoling her with "Honey, I'm so sorry that Kelly isn't your friend any more." And I just sit here appearing innocent and naive... like any one of you would believe that after meeting me in person. HA! But I won't hate Babs. I can't, because she's a very sick woman. My mom is schitzophrenic, and I don't hate my mom. One day they might really need help. I'll be here when they admit it and reach out. Chloe is crazy about Penni now. I wish every single one of you could have seen Chloe's face when Penni gave her all those paints. Chloe literally crawled inside the bag, shoved her head all the way inside the bag - just to get to the goodies. It was the cutest thing in the world.

Did somebody mention the pool water was cold? I didn't even feel the water! I need to go to an AA meeting today and get a 24 hour chip. Last night I scared the hell out of Chris. I put a cup of apple juice in the freezer, and last night I was eating it with a spoon. His eyes were like giant golfballs cause he thought I was into the margueritas again! He said, "OH NO, DeLARLA'S BACK!' But no more boozing it up - not till next year's bash. Or should we make it next weekend? My place is available! Zoe, the clothing exchange apparently took place, but there are piles of clothes left. I'm going to donate them to the women's shelter, but some of us were in the pool when it happened, so I don't know how everyone did. A couple girls left boxes here for me to ship. I was going to do that this morning, but I'm having quiet computer time. I took the day off today to recoup. Thank God for vacation days, because I'm in extreme slow motion today. Oh, that would be one of my Ta's in the pic with Michelle. At least I kept my top on, right?

Wait a damn minute here, I didn't see Leatha's boob! How did I miss that? And who has all the incriminating photos, and how much do I have to pay to keep you from posting them?

Penni, I told John way, way earlier to pick up the guitar, but he was being shy or something! Having our own private concert was awesome. Sitting on the kitchen table in my tiara and 11 karat diamond ring with my dog and Chloe was priceless. Hey, there are no pictures of Voodoo - he's my big baby boy dog that's totally camera shy. But I'm sure he mooched plenty of food, right?

Michelle, we must all be thinking the same. I was afraid of the scale, too, but I decided to get on. I was actually at 252 a week ago but I never posted that. But I'm holding steady - that's the price you gotta pay for drinking a bucket of sugar. I can't believe you lost! Must have been all that hoochie-kooing that went down when I wasn't around.

One of the major problems discussed in the band seminar was the marital problems that many of us face once we get banded. You have to make your husband understand that you are not on a diet, and that "normal" people occasional have a cinamon roll. Sure, a lot of people probably think that's not the best choice of food, but we are all learning moderation. Just keep letting him know that you love him and need him. Chris sometimes reminds me that I have too much food on my plate, but I just keep reminding him that every time he watches what I eat, it just makes me resent him and want to eat more. Little by little he's catching on. But I have other major food issues with my husband because he often eats like a ravenous wolf. He eats from his plate while staring daggers at my food. It freaks me out, like I have to hide and protect it from him. He'll stab at my plate and mess it all up. I'll be trying to eat small and slow, but I find myself eating faster so he can't get to it. I swear, when he's done with something, he'll toss the scrap across the table onto my plate, as if my plate is a garbage can. When I ask "why" he says, "I thought you'd want the last bite." When I'm eating popcorn he crams his hand so hard and tears the package and smashes it into tiny bits then crams the entire handful in his mouth. He's got me so popcorn-paranoid that I refuse to share popcorn even with a friend. NO, get your own! I don't mind sharing, hell, I'll even give him half my plate, but nothing is ever enough for him. If I give him half my steak, he'll eat it while staring at my other half. But at the same time he's staring and stabbing at my food, he's tossing stuff on my plate or feeding me. He loves eating with a partner, but he's not helping my band. It's either him saying I ordered too much, or him trying to cram an enormous bite of something in my mouth when my mouth is already full. He'll never learn.

Darcy you little cutie! Thanks for sharing pics, I love love love them! You're a living doll inside and out!