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Wait, I'm thinking you're not from the US considering I have no idea what a Kit is. Also, are you talking about Jelly or what we call Jello? Cause if you're talking about Jello, as in gelatin, then you can make a whole pool with just ice cubes. It won't be as firm as you'd like it, but just buy two kiddy pools. fill the bottom one up with ice, then set the second pool on top of the ice. Make the Jello using minimum water and almost all ice cubes. It won't set hard-hard, but it will be floppy fun!

One question, Annette... where the HELL have you been all my life? I lied cause I have another question. Where's my invitation?

I guess I'm weird cause I just pretended I was part of some scientific experiment that would cure the world. Yep, they stick electrodes anywhere and everywhere, then they cram tubes in your nose or over your face and you're expected to sleep comfortably (think Houdini.) But because I was finally getting air for the first time in a decade, I was actually able to sleep through most of it, which was Heaven.

I would snap straight up like an arrow out of a dead sleep gasping for air. Sleep Apnea closes off your airways when you sleep and causes your heart to stop beating. It used to scare the hell out of me. In a nutshell, it sucks. I went for the sleep studies. They were quite comfy, but they might not let you use a fan since they are trying to get some real readings... they might think you need the fan to help you breathe (does that make sense?) Then again, maybe they'll let you use the fan with no problem. Go get the study - it will give you peace of mind, and if you have Apnea, they'll give you a machine to sleep with. Once you get used to it, you'll sleep like a baby for the first time in years.

I had some negative TJ experiences as well, and my heart breaks for anyone that loses their band. I still have my band, but I don't have a port (thanks to Mexican doctors I've had two ports removed.) Good luck to you, and thank you for posting your experience to warn others against the dangers that can take place. Good luck.

Just think of my place as Hippy Haven where anything goes! Come barefoot, drunk, naked... Actually, the only thing I'm not into is drugs (unless my Doc prescribes them, then Oh Yeah!) So just hide your Ganja and party till you puke. Okay, don't really puke, but let your hair down or shave it off if you gotta but just come on in and have a good time.

I know how you feel because I freaked out and wanted to pull my Band out in the beginning, too (I think a lot of us felt that way.) Take it from me, it will get better. And I'm the resident expert on complications since I've already had 4 major Band related surgeries and two ports removed. I am in debt up to my ears, but I know there's hope, and I know one day I'll start losing weight again. Just be positive, it will get better.

Do you think it was easy to admit my husband was right when he bought a new Harley? That's when the fun began! I highly recommend it to anyone. My dog has this toy called a Jolly Ball. She bugs me to death to play with her, but all I have to do is sit on the pool edge and she goes nuts with that thing (but leaves me completely alone.) But if I walk in the house, she instantly stops playing with it. My point is that it's so much more fun when you share good times with friends, so thanks everyone for sharing my weekend Kelly, no bash required - the key is always under the rock for you.

Trish, that's the coolest thing I ever did see at LBT! How the heck did you do that, and will you make me something cool for my signature? I cut and pasted this from Penni way back: "OK here goes. September 9, 10, and 11 weekend in Vegas for the BASH is set in stone. Plan accordingly." Penni, is this still accurate? I guess I should know which weekend to clean the house and polish Sachi's nails for company. You can bring anything or nothing... I will be doing a huge salad bar and poo-poo platter (appetizer finger food type things.) Trust me, nobody - I mean nobody - has ever gone hungry at my house.

Heaven isn't all in one place, you just gotta drive far to find it! Jack, what's wrong with a pink Harley? What's wrong with a pink anything? Just think pink.

Actually, I don't think I could ever do it. I had Carpal Tunnel surgery and nearly had the same nervous breakdown when they removed the bandages to take out 8 tiny stiches in a scar less than 2 inches. Some people actually enjoy all the bodily injury stuff, but I'm with you!

You know what, girl? The pain will be so, so worth it in the end. I bet everyone else will be as envious as me! I'm glad to see you back home safe. You'll start feeling a touch better every day, then suddenly you'll be this hot thang and the pain will be a distant memory. I'm really happy for you and smiling to think of how great you'll look and feel.

Screw it. Call in sick and go to the doctor. Cry your brains out, shake, hyperventilate. Tell him you can't face your co-workers due to the humility, then have him write you a prescription for anti-anxiety meds, therapy, and 30 days of disability due to post-traumatic stress. Then they'll fire the bitch. You can flush the pills and spend the next month floating on a raft drinking Crystal Light out of a coconut. I am going to throw up now. This sickens me, and I'm sorry she caused you so much pain.

Is this a joke? Cause you knew dern well that I'd be the first to respond! But I ain't saying anything till someone else does! XXX

I got a few at JC Penny. They work great cuz I have a tiny cup size so I can't buy many plus-size bras. Only a couple bucks each.

We left this morning before Sunrise and had to stop our bikes to let Bambi cross the road.... no lie. Next weekend - Choppers rally in Big Bear, California. Wanna come? Nope, haven't been to Sturgis yet but will probably go this year... we just can't confirm our plans till we find a house sitter? Are you available, ha ha? Thank you all for visiting!

Smoochy smooch & a reach around... the mountains do that to married people. I won't show you ALL the pics (hee hee.)

Did I mention the romance?

Danger danger... couldn't resist taking this of hubby while riding my bike blindfolded, but he's just as dumb for riding backwords to give me the thumbs-up.

And this is what we had to leave to come back to 118 degree Vegas Heat. Shameful. Brianhead Summit, 11,000 feet - still snow on the ground.

Chris calls this one "Drunk Girls."

Riding behind Lou & our peeps in Bryce.

Riding through Bryce Canyon from the back of the bike.

Saturday we went on a 150 mile poker run. I rode on back of hubby's bike so I could take pics. Here's his head in Bryce Canyon. Like I said, Heaven!

This one's from the Biker Games. Chris was too chicken to enter, but he says we'll enter next year cuz he knows his wife could win this one hands down.