Monthly Archives: July 2008

The Ish I’m Snackin’ On

I admit I’m a self-professed snackaholic. I HEART SNACKS-sweet, salty, crunchy, sweet/salty/crunchy. I’m always looking for new and tasty treats to satisfy my finicky palate. I just don’t snack on bull-ish just because I need a snack. Although my palate is finicky, it’s very refined (okay, I’m lyin’.) One of my fave go-to snacks is granola bars. I love that they incorporate the sweet/salty/crunchy-let’s just call it swaltchy. If a snack is swaltchy, it’s a keeper, and granola bars or trail mix usually fit the bill. See, the only problem is, I can’t just stop at one bar or a handful of trail mix. COME ON!!!! A snack is supposed to satisfy, not tease.

My latest discovery was found completely by accident. Myia and I were at the grocery store one night, and I was picking up a few things when I happened across these little wonders called Fiber One bars. OMG!!! These joints are off tha hook!!!! Each bar has 140 calories and only 4g of fat. The best part? They have 9g of fiber!!! Can’t doo-doo? Eat a couple of these, and you’ll be as regular as rain! I have bought every flavor, and my favorite hands-down is the Oats & Chocolate. The Strawberry and Almonds come in a close second. I have one of these a day without fail. It’s my newest addiction, and it’s healthy! I give Fiber One Bars 2 big thighs up! Check em out for yourself.

The Joy of Shopping….

in your own closet. Are you like me and have clothes in your closet that you know your fat ass can’t fit but can’t bear to part with for sentimental reasons or because you were once the ish when you wore it? Well, I hold on to my “skinny” clothes for both of those reasons. There’s one particular dress that holds so many wonderful memories for me.

One, I found this LBD (that’s little, black dress for all you non-fashionistas) on the clearance rack at Banana Republic for $24.99 back in 2001! It’s made of matte jersey and Lycra, and it hugged my sexy frame in all the right places. It has a v-neck slit that shows just the right amount of cleav, and it hugged my ass so sweetly. The dress was a Large which in my opinion runs kinda small at Banana, so I was even more happy to be able to fit it. This was my go-to outfit if I wanted to be the bomb!

Two, I wore the dress for my 30th birthday dinner, but it wasn’t just any old dinner. It was this massive, surprise party that Myia put together for me. I thought she and her man, and I and my man would just have a quiet dinner that night, but when we were lead to our table, all of my close family, friends, and co-workers were there. Talk about a surprise! It was one of the most memorable moments of my life. Not to mention the fact that a sista was looking “SPLA-KOW!!!!”

Lastly, this dress turned my man ON!!!! He’d get pissed if I talked about wearing it to work, and I’d always mess with his head by threatening to wear it. When I wore this dress, I knew I was gittin’ some! Ah….the memories. TMI? Whateva!

So, here the dress hangs on the back of my closet door begging to be worn. Now, I could squeeze my fat ass in it, but I’m not hardly trying to look 4 months preggers! My ass has spread a little wider than I’d like, and the stretch marks on my arms do not need any extra attention right now. BUT I’M WORKING ON IT!!!!! So, I leave you with a pic of me and the dress during the good times, and the dress looking sad and pathetic on its hanger. LBD, I’m coming baby. Hold on….

       

Slackin’ Hard-Somewhat

Yeah, I know I haven’t posted anything in about 3 weeks, but I’m going to play the life card. I kid you not. I’ve been busy. I’m a budding entrepreneur who’s on the grind practically 24/7. I run a soap and candle website, and I’m trying to be successful, translation, profitable. I’ve been blogging, networking, sending products to various reviewers, making product, and so on. In my chase of the almighty dollar (that sounds so shallow), I’ve been neglecting my health somewhat. I have fallen off the water wagon completely. Does Powerade Zero count as water? That stuff is awesome-not too sweet and not bland like water either. It reminds me of Kool-Aid with only a scoop of sugar in it. Anyway, I wanted to check in with our readers to let you know that I’m still struggling, still striving, still working out-somewhat.
I leave you with this parting message: The scale is a damn liar! Those big digital numbers read back 178.5, but I’m feeling a good 170.0 right about now, LOL!!! My clothes are comfortably loose or comfortably fitting, however you want to look at it. Look at me in this size 14 skirt from Vicky’s Secret. Their stuff runs small, and I’m not sucking in my gut. This, my sisters, is what keeps me motivated. I promise to be more diligent with posting. Please share your triumphs and setbacks. Remember, we are here to support one another.
 My Size 14 Vicky's Secret Jean Skirt
My Size 14 Vicky’s Secret Jean Skirt

If It’s July 4th, Then There’s Bound To Be A Cookout!

Didn’t we just celebrate Memorial Day and I lamented about how I pigged out? Well I’m about to do it again!!!! I know. I’m shameless, but I’m a sucker for good barbecue. I can’t restrain myself. Besides, it’s the only time my family gathers together besides Thanksgiving and Christmas, and that’s a while away.

What’s my plan of attack? I’m going to get up early in the morning, have a banana with a glass of agua then do Level 3 of Jillian’s 30 Day Shred. Then I’ll take a cool shower and exfoliate with my back brush and my own soap from The Soap Seduction (plug alert!) Vaseline Intensive Care makes this delicious cocoa butter lotion and gel. It smells so lovely-not too strong or sweet, but just right. Then I’ll throw on an over-sized tee while I prepare a breakfast of Dan Active fat-free strawberry yogurt and a Fiber One Bar in Oats & Chocolate. I’ll wash that down with another glass of water. I’ll pop a multi-vitamin and a fish oil supplement then ponder my wardrobe. I’m in D.C., so it’s going to be steamy. I’m not ready to bare my arms, but I have great legs (although they are covered in mosquito bites right now. I’m scratching them as I write this post.) My toenails are painted a lovely shade of hot pink. I know I’ll wear my 5 year old tan platform flip flops that I bought from Old Navy. They add a good 2 inches to my shrimpy 5’1 frame. I feel like a supermodel with those 2 inches of added height. A girl can fantasize right? My complexion isn’t the clearest, so I’ll wear a little foundation-actually I’ll mix my Clinique cream with a little mineral foundation. I cannot live without mascara, so I’ll coat my lashes with about 3 layers of Maybelline-the one with the comb wand. It makes my orbs pop. Since my face will look like an oil slick within an hour of being in the sun, I’ll forego any blush or eye shadow. I’ll wear some Covergirl lip gloss in Raspberry?? I don’t know. It’s the one Rihanna wears in their ads. It looks great on her, but it’s virtually non-existent on my mocha complexion. I just like the way it smells. I’m deathly allergic to sunblock, so I’ll be wearing none. Titanium dioxide makes me look like a pasty crackhead, so I’ll alternate my time out by the grill with my crazy uncles and helping my aunt in the kitchen.

So I’m saying all this to say: I will eat moderately, not depriving myself of anything that I may want. Saturday I will work out extra hard and long. I may even take a walk. How will you spend your Fourth? However, be safe!