When it starts creeping up my butt, I know that's a sign of weight gain. Oh how I long for my young anorexic days when I had the willpower to say "NO" to food. I want that gaunt, gray, pale look again. You know, the one where skin sags and you have no color? I don't like being pink and fat. I want to be gray. I haven't been able to get back on track. Sexy underwear creeping up the butt isn't very sexy, and I don't want to go back to Granny Panties. Sipping my diet tea. Is anyone here marketing crack cocaine? Do you take credit cards?

I'm so glad I have your support. Too bad we can't let one go on command.

You can't? DAYUM! I sure can...wait....maybe this is one of those topics I should use my inside voice on.....

Am SO trying to be more of a lady. I've decided I want to start dating again and boys seem to like girls who are at least a LITTLE girl-y.

DeLarla -

Why don't you use some good old fashioned honesty on her. Tell her how her actions offend you and how you don't understand for the life of you how a person can be as ignorant of anothers struggles and be so blatantly obtrusive in your weight loss effort. Let her know how you try to respect the common ground of your shared space and that you can't possibly understand what she gets out of the mean childish destructive behavior that she perpetuates on you in this common ground.

Ask her kindly to see that her actions are harmful and useless and that as grown adults sharing common space - things needed to be said.

Sometimes talking calmly, sensibly is a put down enough for others to get the MESSAGE.

If not. Try to find out slyly through conversation what type of smells she hates and start bring those smells around her. Talk about things that make you sick, learn her things and then use them to show her what she is doing to you.

But - above all my motto is KILL THEM WITH KINDNESS....it just confuses them so much - they don't get any joy out of pushing your buttons - so they stop and move on to an easier target - thus leaving you alone.

That's my favorite tactic....works everytime.

Take care -

I look at the underwear thing like a gauge - keeps you aware of things. Thats what I think and why I won't go back to the granny panties either.

open some nasty cheap catfood, cook it in the microwave, then scrape it on top of the trash closest to her... tell her chris cooked and you had to bring it to work, but it's so bad you just can't eat it... shhhh don't tell him 'k?

I have a suggestion to undies creeping and thats a G String. Permanant creepers!!

How about this one? I only know this because I accidentally did it to another co-worker - she couldn't stand the smell of burnt popcorn and I had a bag of it in the trashcan next to our 911 consoles - after she sat down at my console behind me she mad a big to-do about the offending odor of burnt popcorn - so apparently it really bothers some people - I suggest burning a bag of it to the point of damn near catching fire and then drop it into her trash can discreetly - if you can hide some other things on top of it so she'll have to dig to find it.

Lisa, I have been thinking about this post, and the soda post, etc. I am afraid that there is probably only one solution to this problem that you are having at work.

ERIN MUST DIE.

:-)