1. What is the ratio of sexy panties to granny panties currently in your possession?

100% granny panties. Sad, yet true. Bottom line - I like comfort. I have always worn them. Didn't bother Chris when we were dating - doesn't bother him now! I guess I'm lucky.

2. Pretend you won one of those "make your dream come true" deals that Oprah is always giving away. What would you ask for?

A vacation home at the beach - preferably someplace north like Martha's Vineyard. I would say world peace, but if Oprah can't handle that one on her own with her resources, I'm sure I won't do much good either.

3. Describe your high school days in one word.

Outcast. I went to a co-ed Catholic high school. I wasn't one of the prettiest and I managed to stay in AP classes (ugly w/brains - not the best combo in high school). I wouldn't go back for all the money in the world.

4. If you could shag any celebrity in the world, who would be your top three picks?

1) Colin Firth (I am so excited that Amanda picked him too!)
2) Rob Lowe
3) David Boreanaz

5. If you had all the money in the world, more than you could ever spend in four lifetimes, would you eat some??

NO!! I work at the Federal Reserve Bank in the Cash Division and have seen some downright NASTY things on money. I would not suggest EVER putting money in your mouth.

6. Tag Three People:
Bob: This Bob's World REVISION FOR #1 -- Boxers or Briefs?
Sophia: Sophia's Spot
I think everyone else has been tagged! At least everyone that I read!

I am totally sick of being "on program". I hate, hate, hate this so-called love affair that I have with my scale. I call it a love affair because I keep getting screwed every week when I step on the g-damn thing. It f**ks with me every time. Gain - no change - lose weight that was gained - no change - gain - no change - lose weight that was gained, ETC, ETC, ETC!

So, today I threw it all away (don't worry, not my NS food). I threw away all common sense and I got it out of my system. Chris and I went to the movies this afternoon with another couple (saw The 40-year-old Virgin - highly recommend - laughed my ass off (does that count as exercise?)) and ate a movie-sized package of M&M's with a regular Coke. Then, we went out to dinner at LongHorn Steakhouse - ate the Renegade (seemed appropriate) - an 8 oz. top sirloin with a sweet potato (covered in butter/cinnamon) along with a few bites of Texas Cheese Fries and a tomato & onion salad (included bleu cheese crumbles (which I ate) and balsamic vinigarette dressing (which I did not eat)) and washed it all down with an unsweetened iced tea. Then, we came home, watched Big Brother and then went to the local dairy farm for fresh ice cream - one scoop of rum raisin in a cup, if you please - thank you very much.

The scary part is that I do not feel one bit sick physically from all the high-calorie, sugar-laden foods. I think if I felt just a wee bit ill then I wouldn't be so tempted to repeat my day. If anything, I feel better - my all week headache is gone and feel no pressure to watch my weight. I know that this is not good to say the least.

My evil nemeses Discouragement & Disappointment are slowing rearing their ugly monster faces into my focus and I am having an extremely difficult time - once again - fighting them back.

4 months - 22 lbs

I should be at least at the 30 lb mark by now. What is my g-damn problem? Is it the stress of my job? Is it the stress of my marriage? Is it the stress of my family? Is it the high expectations that I place upon myself that I feel I'm not living up to? Is it because my birthday is in 2 weeks and I'm another year older and still fat?

Anyway, I did what I did today with no regrets. I do not like to say that "I was bad" today because I feel that it just places negatives on my actions. I may not have been wise, but I was not bad. Bad is stealing or cheating on your spouse or intentionally hurting someone. Unwise is eating not-so-good-for-you food.

I may be wrong to rationalize it this way, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I read this article on the Web today. I like the idea that a size 14 is considered a "good size" for women.
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A Big Advantage For Curvy Women
Curvaceous, voluptuous women are more likely to live longer than their slimmer friends. For good looks and good health, the feminine ideal really should be an hourglass figure with well-defined hips. Think Catherine Zeta-Jones and Sophia Loren.

It turns out that those wide hips help protect women against potentially fatal heart conditions, according to researchers from the Institute of Preventative Medicine in Copenhagen. Why? Hip fat appears to contain a beneficial natural anti-inflammatory protein hormone called adiponectin that actually prevents arteries from swelling up and becoming blocked, report the BBC News and the Manchester Evening News. Here's the magic number: Your hips need to measure 40 inches with a dress size of 14 for the most benefit.

The results: Compared to the group of women with the smallest hip circumferences, women with the biggest were found to have an 87 percent reduction in deaths, reports the BBC News. The curvier women also had an 86 percent reduced risk of developing coronary heart disease and a 46 percent reduction in the risk of cardiovascular disease. Sorry, guys. This benefit is for ladies only. (Sorry, Bob!) Large hip circumference was not found to offer better heart health for men. "It seems that the protection is not a matter of wide hips, it's the detrimental effect of narrow hips with a lack of muscle fat, or bone or a combination of both," study leader Berit Heitmann told the BBC. "Fat on hips is different than fat on the abdomen. If you do not have enough of this fat, you may risk heart attacks."

The classic apple shape where the fat is located in the belly area really can be dangerous to your health since fat cells produce chemicals that can change the insulin system. That in turn raises the risk of diabetes and heart disease.

I saw this on Edith's blog, tried it and then promptly laughed myself silly!

You Are 20% Weird

Not enough to scare other people... But sometimes you scare yourself.