Pattman

My bigggest "no-no" to date is fried rice {god how I miss it, not even so much as a small spoonful :sick . I also (which is a good thing) can't do most breads - an occasional piece now and then is ok sometimes, but it's a case-by-case basis). I'm sure I'll edit more later. Speaking of foods, time to "strap on the feed bag" {just kidding, but I do need to go find Breakfast and then get ready to go to work.) :Banane56:

A guy falls asleep on the beach for several hours and gets a horrible sunburn. He is taken to the hospital by ambulance and is promptly admitted after being diagnosed with second degree burns. With his skin already starting to blister and noting the severe pain he is in, the doctor goes ahead and prescribes continuous intravenous feeding with saline, electrolytes, a sedative and a Viagra pill every four hours. The nurse, who is rather astounded, asks, "What good will Viagra do for him now, Doctor?" "It'll keep the sheets off his legs." :faint: :clap2:

way too funny!!!!

Haven't yet put any of the pic's of My Bug on my site yet, but yes .. this is what I drive during the dayAt night you can find me in a 2004 Saturn ION {and no, that is not a 10-N. Actually had some lady ask me that while at the dealership getting mine serviced. I was kind enough to correct her, and yes (truthfully and reluctantly I tell you SHE WAS BLONDE! - no, not bashing blondes, some of the smartest women I have known are blondes, and some of the dumbest <take my ex ......PLEASE, take my ex ... far away and strand her some where remote :clap2: >

Poplar Tree

Have to agree - all the 'post racing' greyhounds I have had the pleasure of being introduced to are very loving friends.

We have 2 dogs (and 4 cats - I'm mostly a dog person, don't tell my wife but the cat's are starting to grow on me). My wife leaves at 5am and gets home at 3:30pm. I am mostly 9am to around 6pm. This leaves the animals (cat's are self sufficient, dogs aren't) 'alone' from 9 am til 3:30 pm. As long as we get them out before we leave and as soon as we get home, it no trouble. Both our current dogs came from the pound. I recommend "pound pups" mostly cause the good part of them are good pups that just need a good home, some love, and attention. The reason they are there are they didn't get it at thier last home. Better to take in a good dog, then to have it put down. Besides they'll already be house broken (most times), you can still get a 'young pup' (most times) if you wanted to, or you can make an old dogs "last home" his most memorable, and provide yourself with wonderful memories down the road. Just my $0.02, you can always tose it in the wishing well (he he

count me in the crew as "Voodoo Fowler" Kind of fitting in many ways: 1: I perform Voodoo magic on PC's for a living (check the avatar). 2: I've been known to be fowl <grins, don't ask> 3: Mystery sorrounds me (spent 4 years in the Navy, 3 of them on submarines). Guess I better quit now ......

I was thinking you could probably make something (using watermelon) to make it go down even smother and easier - Like Watermelon Sorbet???? <how yoummy would THAT be?????> Tried to do a search on www.foodnetwork.com, under watermelon sorbet (only found 1 recipe under Emeril's page for Spiked Watermelon Sorbet http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_30405,00.html otherwise if you do a search there, you get 144 results for sorbet <can be found here http://web.foodnetwork.com/food/web/searchResults?searchString=sorbet&site=FOOD&searchType=Recipe Hope this gets the brain 'perculatin'

Unfortunately I've had less time (and less good days - take your pick, high heat and humidity or rain) to get my bike out of the garage. It's been so long I am sure I'd look like a goof ball starting out on it again, but I know I need to. We also need to go out and get my wife a new bike and replace the seats on both with 'something that has more cushion'. Since loosing the weight I have even less of an ass then I used too (I'm still as much of an ass as I was before though ). I've come to find the 'normal' seats sold on bikes, kill my butt and make my back hurt all the way up (of course mt falling off a rough in '89 tends to be an attributing factor there as well). Getting back to the point, I need to get back biking!!:faint:

Self manipulation only does so much!! I've got the energy, and no one to burn down the town with!

Reeizbooje - Don't know how I missed your post earlier, all I can say is .......OMG, excuse my while I step out for a smoke! I've been known to "pen some good stories", but THAT rocked my socks!

WOOOT - WOOOOT !!!!! May I be the first to say, congrats!! Not an easy achievemnet, but hang in there! You can do it!

<~~~ Deffinitely a ‘perv’, also digitally dixlexic and have been since I was 81 ……. I mean 18

Is there a sex life after banding?? Hmmm, judging by this house, not much of one :-(

Felt compelled to add a male voice in here (thought you ladies might get a laugh from this, this morning) old pair of "fruit of the loom's" (48's and now down to a 38). They don't fall down, but mighty cumfy. Of course, now I have to go run and get my shower, and get ready for work - "The last uniform you'll ever wear" - White Shirt, Black Tie, Black pants, Black Shoes, White Socks, and I lost my GS Tie Tack :-( Will your PC be the next one I fix?????? lmao

Nope haven't named my band (or any other body parts for that matter) ... but cars?? Oh yeah we could talk about that --- but that would be thread hi-jacking, and I won't do it!

Unfortunately, I do drink with "most" of my meals. I don't drink nearly as much as I used to before banding, nor do I chug it down but I can't seem to get away from it. Helps me to clear my throat, but I do make sure I "balance" it with the food I am eating. I only drink enough to keep my throat "clear" and can't remember the last time I had a carbonated beverage {and don't even miss beer - haven't been a big beer drinker since I got out of the service anyway}.

That's happened to me a few times, either at restuarants (with concerened waitress'es and cook's) or going to a friends for dinner. Funniest was when I was at a friends house working on their PC (for several hours) and the ladies two daughters and one of their boyfriends all came over for dinner. I was "guilted" in to joining them. I put a small portion of spaghetti and sauce on my plate and heard "Seriously, we have a ton of food here. Don't be shy". When I told them it had nothing to do with how much I would've liked to have eaten (volume wise especially how good it was); as much as how much I knew I could eat; and why - it floored them all. The one daughter's boyfriend (as I got up from the table) jokingly asked if he could have my "expected seconds, or for that matter my expected firsts". lmao

Being a Double Agent for the Geek Squad, and being on the road ALL day EVERY day; I often have 3 choices 1) Don't have lunch (happens a lot, but I'm not that upset, I have a good Breakfast, and a good dinner and it's helping make up for my lack of walking - lol, I know .... it's still not a good plan. 2) Stop for lunch. Usually don't have a lot of time to go somewhere nice, and not being able to eat much I've already made the mistake of Ruby Tuesday's salad bar and an Iced Tea for $12 (with tip) and only eating one plate! So it's usually Wendy's for a Jr Bacon Cheeseburger plain {I only eat the bacon cheese and hamburger, no buns for me); or small chilli; or 5 piece chicken nuggets (which'll take me about 2 hours to eat!! 3)Bring stuff along ... I usually carry beef Jerky, cheese crackers, Water, rice cakes, peanut tubes (or other nuts) or any combination of all of the above. One of these days I should post a picture of a "Bandster's/Geek Squad average potential food supply rations lmao. As well as what I actually go through some days. So have you seen me on the road? Eating my slim jim, with my laptop in the passenger seat? and expired temp tags????

I have come to think of my stomach like a baloon. No it has a rubberband about a third of the way up to create a small pouch. If I pour enough liquid in it can stretch out of proportion. And yes, you can get the PB's from too much liquid, just like anything else (OMG) I remember attempting a milkshake (it was so good) now if I am desperate for one, I split it with someone! Been over a month since my last one, might be due soon, lmao.

Also, if no one ever mentioned it, watch for the "runny nose". A sure sign that maybe you better push back from the table. I'd of never believed it until I had gotten banded, but know I look for that sign first, or if I am begining to get a stuffy head it's time for me to quit (at least for me).

OMG! This post has been such fun to read this morning .... only wish I had something to add to it ... oh, wait I have just done so (evil grin)

So sorry to hear of your daughter's illness, best wishes to all of you during this time. Give eachother pleny of hugs, you'll look on this later and tease her how she had you "sooo scared"! Hugs, kisses and best wishes to all of you!!

Puddinpie, When I got my band the only ones who knew of it were my wife, stepdaughter and my mom. Next thing I knew, my sisters knew of it, but my mom did not spread it further then that. I was upset with my mom (though I never told her) but understood why when I had talked with my closest sister. I have probably said more to people about it, then my entire family has. It's not going to be easy to forgive your dad, and it will take a while ... but being a guy, I'd like to think he might be like me and (as previously stated) be proud of the courage and risk you have and are taking to control your weight, and take steps for yourself to be "walking the earth" longer then you might've without doing this. My mom is proud of both me and my wife for doing this. She's even been trying to talk my oldest sister in to looking in to it! Try sitting down with him, after you have calmed down and ARE able to discuss it with him (even if not ready to forgive him yet), talk with him honestly about it. Ask him to listen to all you have to say before hearing him out. If he doesn't get all chocked up, and feel real bad - i'd be surprised. (and if he isn't, let me know and we'll T.P. his house together! LMAO)