DeLarla

I can't imagine having a PB in public! I walk around the house with my eyes spinning in circles pounding my chest. I have so few that hubby does't "get it" so he stands there talking to me, trying to have a conversation. I keep telling him "go away, I'm having a bad moment" but he's right there, in my face. Now he keeps telling me that he's having a PB (he's a skinny guy with no band.) He eats too fast so food goes down wrong all the time. Geeze, can't I even have a PB without him trying to outdo me?

Darn, I tried to attach my horse-teeth picture but it wouldn't work! Maybe there is no such picture... maybe I'm dellusional?

I laughed so hard the walls shook! Sue, you slay me. My momster's side of the family is still re-using the same aluminum foil from the 70s. They slice toothpaste open with a razor to scrape the inside. Once I got attacked by over 100 laundry baskets that fell on me when I opened a door. Momster said they were on sale at the 99cent store, so she bought every one. I tried to take one but she snatched it back cuz “they are mine.” How is spending over a hundred bucks on dollar baskets saving money when you only need one or two your entire life? She accusing me of stealing her used gum. I admitted having seen an odd plastic cup filled with what appeared-to-be used gum wads and told her where to find it. She used it to patch the holes in the house before painting, and then got really pissed when the weather hit 90 degrees and the gum slithered down the sides of the house. Then there was the time I stole the spring/stick thing that holds the toilet paper in the roll, and the time I stole her trashcan lids. I must be a klepto. Momster screwed my older sister up real good so now Insaina (Elena) is a narcissistic freak that lives in this delusional plastic world. She thinks she’s a Hollywood and "fixes" all our pictures before sharing them. She literally shaves 50 pounds off every one of my pics and erases all my chins. I've had huge fights telling her to leave my pictures the hell alone and stop making me into something I'm not. She finally promised to stop "adjusting" my body. I should have chosen my words more carefully cause today she sent me the attached picture. Take a close look at my bondo teeth. I look like one of the "Swans" after total dental reconstruction. My real teeth are a lovely shade of yellowish gray (appropriate for my age) and I have big gaps on the sides of my top teeth. My deceased grandparents left us with a picture from their 50th wedding anniversary. Grandma died at 300 pounds, but Insaina put her on Jenny Craig (via the magic of software) after she died. Now Grandma’s wearing a svelte size 12 in her portrait. Who does she think she’s kidding? Is it too late to sign up for that serial killer gig?

Now T H A T is an avatar! Look at that smile! Where is Penni, she'll save the day!

This thread saddens me. I dream about having my chin, belly, arms & thighs done, but the money is not in my future... not for at least five years. Big, sad, sighhhhhhh.

The family across the street had 6 children. Five grew up, went to college, became successful, married and had wonderful families. The sixth (3rd son) started an early career as a criminal and spent his youth in and out of Juvenile Hall and entered adulthood in prison. All you can do is your best, the rest is up to him. If you pressure him about getting the band, he'll only abuse it. The band is not a toy, and it takes a lot of hard work to maintain it and keep it safe. He has to want it himself or he'll only hurt himself. If he eats too much/too fast/too often, he'll PB (productive burp similar to vomitting) which can cause the band to slip.

Time for a new avatar to show off that beautiful face! Fantastic pictures. Your current avatar doesn't do you justice! Thanks for finally sharing!

I'm still up 2 pounds. I can't get back on track... HELP. I keep eating at night and eating goodies. Getting worried.

Hi Aubry, Dr. Kuri did my 2nd surgery, nice guy! It's always nice to see new people having such an easy recovery. Cramps & ability to drink sound normal to me. Good luck to you & keep us posted.

Thank you, thank you my darlings! I snatched that beautiful white blouse from Vera during the Vegas Bash days during the summer. It was snug, but I hoped to fit into it by Christmas. And now I look at those Christmas pictures and wished I wore something tighter and more flattering. That "too-tight" blouse from the summer was really floppy and loopy on me! I LOVE MY BAND - DEAR SANTA, CAN KEEP IT? PLEASE???????????? OH PLEASE????????????/

Michelle, do I get a special "I PB-d today" sticker? I took it easy all morning, but I ate in the afternoon. I'm cracking up cuz I feel like a big pig today. But that's hysterical considering I didn't belly up to the feeding trough for a huge meal. Normally on holidays, I eat several enormous plates of food. Big whoopie, I ate 2 Cookies, chips and a couple brownies. That's childsplay compared to my old ways!!!!!! And I went to the Avenue - AND THEIR SIZE 20S ARE TOO BIG! I bought three pairs of SIZE 18 JEANS TODAY. I must be dreaming. There's no way in hell I'm in an 18. I realize The Avenue cuts their jeans really big, but that's the size I bought. I think sleep in them tonight!

The Festivus Pole is being ejected tonight. I poll dance as part of the anti-festivities.

Hey girl, are you feeling any better today? Did you get any news from the doc?

How about now?

Are you back yet?

Super duper, Tooper! Darcey, you lucky girl. You got a band before hitting the big 300. You're in good hands with Ortiz and Martinez. I look forward to following your journey. Peace n' love.

Shallow? Are you crazy? Sharing pictures is such amazing inspiration and therapy for a lot of us. Those pictures look like father and son, not Leo and Leo. Your a skinny little kid now, which is EXACTLY what I want to be when I grow up. You blow me away.

Last night I had my worst PB, slime and all. I'm the girl that felt left out because I never PB, then BOOM, it was awful. I'm coming down with the crud so I was on cold medicine. I think I know what I did wrong - I waited too late to eat dinner. I went shopping after work and shopped till I literally dropped into a chair at 10 p.m., super hungry, with my plate of the same old food I always eat (chicken, refris, tort chips.) I chewed really well, but I must have swallowed too fast. I only got a few bites in. An hour later I was really hungry, but Michelle's voice was in my head saying, "only liquids for a couple days." Well, I opted for a piece of fudge, which slid right on down. Not a good choice, but I was so hungry and there was nothing else soft around (a little Christmas fib.) Today I will try to stick with liquids (chocolate is a liquid cuz it melts.)

Fine, Miss Penni, I see how you are! If you & Michelle leave me behind, there will be a serious price to pay - mark my words.... is that a pallet of Cheetos in your driveway?

I have squared shoulders now, like a marine, not the Pillsbury Doughboy. I can fit a lot more clothes into a load of laundry. Picking stuff off the floor is graceful and ladylike. Before I looked like a Sumo Wrestler (sp?) going after the last fallen peanut M 'n M. Last night I tried on size 22 pants hoping for a Christmas miracle but they didn't fit... they were too big. Boo hoo. I started in size 28. Last night my friend bought me my first pair of size 20. When I'm done posting this I will stand up but I won't have to use my hands to make sure the chair doesn't come with me. How many of you have had chairs stick right on your butt?

I LOVE THIS POST! Awesome, good job, congrads, woo hoo, and right on! Thanks for sharing cuz I can't even imagine getting to a medical goal. Good for you.

My suggestion is to be patient... a few nice people around here know how to do it, but it's quiet around here due to the holidays. I posted a similar question a long time ago, and somebody offered to fix my picture for me. I'm sure someone will respond soon. For now, did you try saving it as a .jpg file?

I wish I wrote that! I've seen it before but just got it again so I had to share. Love it!

Human body makes no sense. If you put mush in, mush should come out. We are all aliens. Good point, Zoe. I had the opposite problem to the extreme after surgery. Couldn't stop pooping to save the planet.

Time to get down and dirty. I had major problems in this area many years ago. You have to train your body to make poopy at the same time every day. It took a long time for me to get on schedule, but now I can set my clock to my potty habits. A good solid walk first thing in the morning gets things moving if everything else fails. Think movement, dance, walk, laugh... when you move, so will your bowels. Works for me, anyway. Every - body - hang - chung... (singin' along.)