BOSSYBELLY's SparkPeople Blog BOSSYBELLY's Blog on SparkPeople, home of free diet plans and a healthy living community High blood pressure I was officially diagnosed with high blood pressure a week or so ago. Last night, I took my first Lisinopril tablet, and I hate being on medication. Hopefully, with better health habits, I'll no longer need these little things. Here's to getting healthy. Thu, 13 Jul 2017 12:47:21 EST Here, There, and Everywhere Bruh bruhs, <BR> <BR> The winter break has brought out the night owl in me. Since I don’t have to work tomorrow morning, I thought seriously about attending yet another event tonight. (That makes five nights! That’s like a workweek of being “in those streets” as mama likes to say.) <BR> <BR> Instead, I have decided to sit in my bed with a cup of soup, a turkey sandwich, and the World Wide Web. <BR> <BR> (I normally post everything here on Sparkpeople, but I have a lot of links that look cr... Sun, 23 Dec 2012 21:14:55 EST Waiting to Exhale It has been politely suggested that I try a torso shaper. Thanks. But now I think that you’re trying to kill me. <BR> <BR> I have seen them, and already I shiver in fright. I am not trying these without some more guidance. Now, I must admit I like my Spanx, but sometimes they are not enough. Are there such things as Flogx? <BR> <BR> First of all, why do catalogs always show skinny people modeling body shapers? I want to see a true before and after. I don’t want to see someone who can’t pi... Thu, 20 Dec 2012 19:41:50 EST What Not to Wear: A Gut and G-Cups Today I have discovered Fashion bloggers. I’m not going to say anything about any of them yet because I don’t know internet blogging etiquette . . . <BR> <BR> OK. I lied. I just came across Fatshopaholic. That lady is the business. I would like to marry her blog and let our hypothetical, chubby, ultraliterate progeny take over the blogosphere. <BR> Alas, Computer Love is only a song. Sigh. <BR> <BR> Well, I’m looking for information on plus size bloggers because I need help. I’ve said it,... Mon, 17 Dec 2012 15:11:02 EST 12-12-12? That's like a dozen donuts to the third powder! . . . Go ahead, groan. This will be short and sweet, like my encounters with Krispy Kreme donuts. <BR> <BR> Listen, I eat too much. You know it. I know it. <BR> <BR> Somebody stop me. <BR> <BR> Today I ate two paltry meals at home. I ate breakfast, a milkshake, and a meal in my car. I also ate one meal at work, and one meal at a restaurant. I would like to say that I’m just really healthy and I’m trying to rev my metabolism with mini-meals. That would be a lie. I’m just enjoying too many meals each day. <BR> ... Wed, 12 Dec 2012 21:39:03 EST $240 Worth of Pudding <BR> Well, $241.00 actually. That is the approximate dollar amount that I spent on food – this week. <BR> I guarantee you – I ain’t got it like that. I don’t even want it like that, but between eating out at King, Donald, Bell, Kentucky, or anyone else’s kitchen over my own, I’m stuck. <BR> <BR> Granted, I did spend about $100 on groceries. I saw a show once that suggested that people who eat a lot of fast food could benefit from buying frozen dinners. The meals are still convenient, but ... Fri, 7 Dec 2012 23:58:54 EST PG-13 Mons pubis. <BR> <BR> I can spot mine. Can you spot yours? <BR> <BR> Seriously. <BR> <BR> Don’t take it for granted. Well trimmed or not. Brazilianized or bright eyed and bushy-tailed, appreciate the view. There are some people who cannot enjoy the same. And I do not mean the handsome young men with whom you would like to fornicate but refuse (and rightly so), I mean those women whose bodies resemble the Venus of Willendorf more closely than they resemble Venus Williams. <BR> <BR> You kn... Thu, 6 Dec 2012 17:45:22 EST Unthanksgiving. Thank you very much. Tomorrow I go back to work! Ugh. I know that I am supposed to feel grateful and glad that I have a job in this recession. However, I don’t. I feel like I already know what’s about to happen tomorrow—and it aint’ pretty. <BR> <BR> Tomorrow, I will get up. I will drag myself to work late. I will push through another day and get into the groove around noon. I will make it through. I will eat out because I did not cook anything this evening. <BR> <BR> I will go home, play, and fuss with the d... Mon, 26 Nov 2012 21:07:06 EST Blast from the Past Yesterday, I bought a size 18 dress for my high school graduation. I worried about acne, making friends in college, and whether I’d ever have a boyfriend. <BR> <BR> This morning, I woke up to a size 28 body. Then, I worried about acne, making friends, and whether I’d ever find a husband . . . or what the (if-only-there-were-an-expletive-strong-en<BR>ough) happened to the last decade of my life. <BR> <BR> In ten years, I have dug the deepest, darkest rut EVER. <BR> <BR> When I try to jump... Sat, 17 Nov 2012 22:59:45 EST One More, Twenty More to Go OK, so I finally got my calories under wraps today. Normally, I let them hang out like a third and fourth boob from a too-tight bra, but today I had them all neat, tidy, and close to my chest. Alas, I cannot celebrate because as that one area fell into place, all the others started jutting out. <BR> <BR> And by all, I mean all the others. My nutritional report looks more raggedy than Anne and Andy’s redheaded stepchild. I’ve got bulges, buckles, and broken limits all over the place. <BR> ... Tue, 27 Oct 2009 23:23:38 EST Five O'Clock Munch Hour OK. I have fully discovered the deliciousness of food, but I have yet to understand the reasoning of my stomach. I normally don’t get really hungry until 4 to 5 pm in the afternoon. It seems like right about then, my stomach becomes a ravenous monster that cannot be filled. I literally go into a feeding frenzy. <BR> <BR> I have contemplated eating the most mundane and insane of things at those times—5,000 calories worth of sausage, food from two different fast food chains, animals from the ... Sun, 25 Oct 2009 22:45:13 EST Maxwell Concert in my Mouth No fries, no burgers, no fish fillets . . . everything that I have put in my mouth for the last four days required me to either take out a pot, pan, or my keys to drive to a restaurant. Even then, I actually had to walk inside of the establishment to place an order. <BR> <BR> Eating better has caused me to feel better in just four days. Also, I'm realizing that I really like food. You might assume that someone who needs to lose half of her body weight would already know that, but I didn't. ... Sat, 24 Oct 2009 22:59:41 EST Fasting from Fast Food 10-20-09 <BR> <BR> Eating wise, today was a little bit better. Instead of being so hungry that I could eat a horse, I just nibbled on a little donkey instead. And, like an ass, I stubbornly refuse to completely admit guilt in this weight problem I have. Denial is not a river in Africa, it is a tiny creek that I have found my way up only to find that I have lost the paddle. <BR> <BR> Who can get me out? <BR> <BR> I guess I literally have to pull myself up by the bootstraps and tug, tug, tu... Tue, 20 Oct 2009 22:13:15 EST McDonald's Experiment OK, OK, I just left McDonalds's, which I normally visit after a long day at work taking care of other people's kids. This night, I visited the clown's stomping grounds to get a late night meal because I knew that I didn't really want to cook anything so near my bedtime. <BR> <BR> Granted, I am aware of weight loss experts who advise dieters to stop eating two or more hours before bed. However, I am not aware of an expert who can tell my stomach to stop being hungry within that same time fra... Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:11:54 EST In Another Life, I'd be a Poet, and a Good One Today I wanted to rejoin my normal habits of eating out of emotion. I am not pleased that someone did not return my phone call. However, instead of eating tomorrow's lunch, I decided to write two less than mediocre poems to cure the intense waves of pissivity that were threatening my shoreline. Here they are: <BR> <BR> 1. Today we have not talked for more than half an hour <BR> But you could not pry yourself from Peter and Powell <BR> For more than five minutes before I tried to go to churc... Wed, 11 Feb 2009 23:25:07 EST Teenage Mutant Muffin Tops It's 2009. There is still too much booty in my pants and too much muffin on top. Last winter, I lost a grand 30 or so pounds that made me feel healthier, look better, and shine with accomplishment. Then I gained it back. <BR> <BR> Now, I'm down in the sewer of disappointment, and there are no Teenage Turtles with pizzas to save me. I did buy the pizzas, but when nobody came, I ate the Dominoes myself. <BR> <BR> That's how I got myself in this mess. . . pizzas, pies, pastries, potato logs, p... Sat, 7 Feb 2009 13:28:50 EST Binging from the Plate to the Pillow The problem starts when I get home. After a highly structured day, I come home to several hours with no one thing in particular requiring my doing. Yes, there are movies to return, service agreements to mail, and clothes to wash but none of those comes with a concrete deadline. No deadline means I’ll do it when I want or I won’t. <BR> <BR> My eating gets worse in the evening too. I just sort of lose it, and the quiet beast begins to unravel itself. Tonight for instance, I ate a frozen dinner... Wed, 8 Oct 2008 22:57:46 EST A Hero Ain't Got Nothin on my Sandwich Once upon a time there was a young woman. The woman loved to eat tasty treats of bread, cheese, and greasy meat. Subs, hoagies, heroes, and especially, sandwiches, left her salivating. <BR> <BR> Like an artist, the woman built masterpieces of meat, cheese, and bread. On top of the meat stood piles of vegetables, seasonings, and condiments like mayonnaise. But more important than all of those was the cheese! <BR> <BR> Ah, cheese! Pepper Jack, Colby, Monterey, Muenster, Cheddar, and even good... Fri, 14 Mar 2008 23:12:31 EST Mirror, Mirror on the Wall. Will the Inches Melt off at All? OK, so I've lost a healthy number of pounds so far. Great, right? Well, sort of. <BR> <BR> It seems that while the scale is cooperating quite nicely, the tape measure is playing its evil stepsister. It's hardly budging! <BR> <BR> I didn't know that I could lose so many pounds while losing so few inches. A peek at my weight tracker shows that since I started at 355 pounds, I've lost 20 pounds. I'm really pleased by that. It took a while, but since I've become more serious this year, the pou... Thu, 28 Feb 2008 10:07:29 EST The LORD abhors dishonest scales, but accurate weights are his delight. Prov. 11:1 I guess I should stop lying about my weight! Ha! <BR> <BR> Why has modern society made women such numerical liars? We fib about our weights, ages, dress sizes, shoe sizes, ring sizes, telephone numbers, marriages, and sexual partners tally. The list of our lies is innumerable. <BR> <BR> Liars, liars, pants on fire. You know, the truth will set us free. I'm going to try that on for a change. I'm tired of keeping so many secrets; there are too many to count. I'd rather have the light and fluf... Mon, 11 Feb 2008 22:35:51 EST 24 and Stuck Do you ever feel like you're just on autopilot? That's how I feel now. I'm really scared about actually taking my weight loss seriously. What's more, the road to weight loss is paved with land mines-- that I planted. I have this little dictator shouting from the mic of my mind. She's yelling, "You can never be thin. You can never be one of the beautiful girls." <BR> <BR> I'm 24 and stuck. I have dream that I don't think I will achieve. Not to say, that I lack ability, but I fear that if I ac... Tue, 18 Dec 2007 20:23:08 EST In 2 Deep Today at about 8:20 pm I felt very tired and a little hungry. In under an hour, I managed to eat 2 burgers from Rally's (or Checkers) whatever you call it. <BR> <BR> Calories for the Day? Shot. <BR> <BR> I realized that I'm actually really mad about not being able to find a job immediately. However distasteful for a 350 pound woman to make food allusions--I think the cheese has moved. <BR> <BR> With my itty bitty Bachelor's I was supposed to take over the world, but the only thing I'm ta... Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:01:56 EST Behind these Bars I just realized that I've officially been here for a month. I lost a quick ten pounds and then gained back five. Right now, I'm struggling with a lot of things: unemployment, obesity, isolation, depression (which is exacerbated by my weight), determining a career path, differentiating from others, metrorrhagia. So much is going on. <BR> <BR> "Times is hard." <BR> <BR> I have been able to notice when I'm binging lately, and none have been as bad as the 5K I ran in July. I won't even let a s... Wed, 29 Aug 2007 00:46:34 EST Don't Feed the Gremlin After 12 Just another binge entry. I caught myself in the middle of this, and thought about Gen 4: 7 "If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must master it." W hile preparing a sandwich, I realized I was totally out of control. I know that God has given me a sound mind, so when I see myself like this, I know I'm not leaning on God but on habit (and a poor one at that). <BR> <BR> Then why ea... Mon, 6 Aug 2007 04:20:24 EST 5000 Calorie Binge Brings Insight I'm an only child, in my early 20s. I grew up in a house with a mom who loves chips or salty/sweet snacks like snickers, paydays, and baby ruths. My dad eats whole cakes alone (& he's thin!). So, my 5K devouring spree is something that I learned to do from my not so emotionally articulate parents. Do I blame them for what I did earlier this week? No way, I'm an adult. This is my issue to overcome. <BR> <BR> As everyone can see, today I weigh 349 pounds. Last August, I weighed 310. A year bef... Sat, 28 Jul 2007 23:44:56 EST Midnight 5K Run Last night I had to submit the last copy, photos, information, tables, etc., for a website that I'm helping to prepare. I stayed up until 4 am. To put everything together, I worked for 8 hours straight. <BR> <BR> Besides the website, I also had a job interview today and I REALLY need a job. It's been four months. <BR> <BR> At first I listened to some music to ease my stress: Alicia Keys, Musiq Soulchild, Lupe Fiasco: the good stuff. I even tried a little bit of the bad stuff, but Young Joc ... Thu, 26 Jul 2007 21:34:05 EST I'm scared, but I ain't no chicken. . . unless I'm from Popeye's. OK, sorry, I was reveling in a salty, oily, marvelous marinated moment. <BR> <BR> But I am a chicken, a scaredy cat, and a yellow bellied sissy. There's a monster in my closet and his name is change. <BR> <BR> I hate him! Somebody kill him! <BR> <BR> For so long, I've been wrestling with a desire to change and the inability to change anything. These extra 200 pounds represent so much more than weight for me. They symbolize a childhood that taught me that it was fine to keep skeletons as ... Tue, 24 Jul 2007 00:20:12 EST My evil plan has worked! Ha, I got my boyfriend to join too. This way he can't prance around with McDonald's in my face. Yes! Sun, 22 Jul 2007 01:15:38 EST Gang Banging with Little Debbie Once upon a time, in a land not far away, in a place the the locals like to call LA (lower Alabama), a little girl named Itcould bit into a juicy sourdough burger from Hardees. She was only seven years old, but already she knew what love was--beef and cheese, spooning together on a salty sourdough mattress. Yum, yum. <BR> <BR> When not needling her grandmother to take her back to the fast food hit shop, she asked to go to the bread store where she could dine on honey buns, ho hos, and other ... Sat, 21 Jul 2007 16:12:43 EST