Tag Archives: weight loss
Toxic Best Friend in Vegas Part 2: The Last Stand
The watch I had on is in my bathroom medicine cabinet. It still says 11:03. A few hours after I left Toxic Best Friend and her pussy posse at the blackjack table, I checked my watch again. It had stopped. … Continue reading
And then we’ll get shelves for the garage
It’s January 5, 2012 in Southern California, so naturally it’s 80 degrees. Last year, we didn’t have much of a summer. Maybe we won’t have a winter either. My street is still a mess from the wind storms that blew … Continue reading
Bye-bye, ice cream (I love you)
Yesterday was day one of our diet. I was going to wait until my six week postpartum period was over to start losing my pregnancy weight, but my ice cream, tortilla chips with queso, macaroni and cheese diet was starting to take me … Continue reading
I feel you, Nora Ephron
I feel bad about my neck. Nora Ephron published a book with this title. I have to admit, I haven’t read it yet, but now I have more reasons than ever to read Ms. Ephron’s book, other than thinking “When Harry Met … Continue reading
Scale Woes II
Every day I say I’m going to start eating perfectly for my pregnancy. I start out pretty well. This morning, I had an English muffin with scrambled egg and water to drink for breakfast (but I also drank some coffee … Continue reading
Here We Go…
In August of 2008, I went to an Indian engagement party called a Sangeet. What a party! We danced, we ate delicious food, and boy did we drink. Odie and I, along with our good friends who carpooled with us to … Continue reading
My 13 Year-Old Self was a Douche
If I could go back in time and talk to myself at 13 (thanks, Kelle Hampton for the awesome idea – sponsored by Dove, a company owned by Unilever which also makes Axe Body Spray, the bane of my existence … Continue reading
We are Not Country Club People
I love going to my dad and stepmom’s country club. They have awesome events from seasonal wine tastings to summer volleyball to Sunday barbeques. The thing is, we don’t fit in. We don’t have money and it shows. We drive … Continue reading
Giving up what doesn’t work
If you, like so many others, got here by Googling “I ate too many corn dogs. Now what?” Welcome. I think we both learned a lesson we won’t soon forget. Yes, in my case they were vegetarian, but I dipped them … Continue reading →