Fwd: OT - Twas the Diet after Christmas

[Guest guest]

How appropriate!

Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house

Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;

The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,

The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese

And the way I'd never said, " No thank you, please. "

As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---

I said to myself, as I only can

" You can't spend a winter disguised as a man! "

So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip

Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

" Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.

I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---

But isn't that what January is for?

Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.

Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

On the sacrificial fence,

- Pam Hatch in Jax.

" In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than

your fear of failure. "

- Bill Cosby

--- End forwarded message ---

[Guest guest]

How appropriate!

Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house

Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;

The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,

The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese

And the way I'd never said, " No thank you, please. "

As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---

I said to myself, as I only can

" You can't spend a winter disguised as a man! "

So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip

Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

" Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.

I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---

But isn't that what January is for?

Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.

Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

On the sacrificial fence,

- Pam Hatch in Jax.

" In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than

your fear of failure. "

- Bill Cosby

--- End forwarded message ---

[Guest guest]

:

Good one, but remember. No diets, just healthy mindful eating.

Having you been journaling what you're eating?

I still use fitday.com.

Works like a charm because I'm aware of my intake and output

(exercise).

Gotta live in balance, butterfly.

Francisco

>

> How appropriate!

>

> Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house

> Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

> The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

> At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

>

> When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

> When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

>

> I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;

> The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,

> The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese

> And the way I'd never said, " No thank you, please. "

>

> As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

> And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---

> I said to myself, as I only can

> " You can't spend a winter disguised as a man! "

>

> So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

> Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip

> Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

> " Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

>

> I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.

> I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

> I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

> I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

>

> I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---

> But isn't that what January is for?

> Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.

> Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

>

>

> On the sacrificial fence,

> - Pam Hatch in Jax.

>

> " In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater

than

> your fear of failure. "

> - Bill Cosby

>

> --- End forwarded message ---

>

[Guest guest]

:

Good one, but remember. No diets, just healthy mindful eating.

Having you been journaling what you're eating?

I still use fitday.com.

Works like a charm because I'm aware of my intake and output

(exercise).

Gotta live in balance, butterfly.

Francisco

>

> How appropriate!

>

> Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house

> Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

> The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

> At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

>

> When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

> When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

>

> I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;

> The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,

> The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese

> And the way I'd never said, " No thank you, please. "

>

> As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

> And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---

> I said to myself, as I only can

> " You can't spend a winter disguised as a man! "

>

> So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

> Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip

> Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

> " Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

>

> I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.

> I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

> I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

> I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

>

> I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---

> But isn't that what January is for?

> Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.

> Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

>

>

> On the sacrificial fence,

> - Pam Hatch in Jax.

>

> " In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater

than

> your fear of failure. "

> - Bill Cosby

>

> --- End forwarded message ---

>

[Guest guest]

I think thats the ticket....no deprivation....just healthy mindful

eating. But that includes no starbucks....Ive learned I cant do that

in moderation.

PS: I love the butterfly!!

PSS: Im still deciding on doing the marathon or not

> >

> > How appropriate!

> >

> > Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house

> > Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

> > The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

> > At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

> >

> > When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

> > When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

> >

> > I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;

> > The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,

> > The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese

> > And the way I'd never said, " No thank you, please. "

> >

> > As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

> > And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---

> > I said to myself, as I only can

> > " You can't spend a winter disguised as a man! "

> >

> > So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

> > Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip

> > Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

> > " Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

> >

> > I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.

> > I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

> > I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

> > I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

> >

> > I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---

> > But isn't that what January is for?

> > Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.

> > Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

> >

> >

> > On the sacrificial fence,

> > - Pam Hatch in Jax.

> >

> > " In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater

> than

> > your fear of failure. "

> > - Bill Cosby

> >

> > --- End forwarded message ---

> >

>

[Guest guest]

I think thats the ticket....no deprivation....just healthy mindful

eating. But that includes no starbucks....Ive learned I cant do that

in moderation.

PS: I love the butterfly!!

PSS: Im still deciding on doing the marathon or not

> >

> > How appropriate!

> >

> > Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house

> > Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.

> > The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste

> > At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

> >

> > When I got on the scales there arose such a number!

> > When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).

> >

> > I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared;

> > The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,

> > The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese

> > And the way I'd never said, " No thank you, please. "

> >

> > As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt

> > And prepared once again to do battle with dirt---

> > I said to myself, as I only can

> > " You can't spend a winter disguised as a man! "

> >

> > So--away with the last of the sour cream dip,

> > Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip

> > Every last bit of food that I like must be banished

> > " Till all the additional ounces have vanished.

> >

> > I won't have a cookie--not even a lick.

> > I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.

> > I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie,

> > I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

> >

> > I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore---

> > But isn't that what January is for?

> > Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.

> > Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

> >

> >

> > On the sacrificial fence,

> > - Pam Hatch in Jax.

> >

> > " In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater

> than

> > your fear of failure. "

> > - Bill Cosby

> >

> > --- End forwarded message ---

> >

>

[Guest guest]

Remember this word when you go to eat or drink something you not suppose to. HALT, this means that your either HUNGRY (need to eat good food, PROTEIN), ANGER (Food won't fix it, use it wisely and talk to the person who makes you feel this way, or fix the situation), LONELY ( call someone, meet to talk with someone, drop the food and get on here), TIRED (Rest, relax, take deep breath, a bubble bath if there's time). This are things that set off our emotions fast and then the food seems to make us feel better for the second we're putting it in our mouth, then terrible for what we did to our self. EVERYONE yell HALT, now think of what I said it means and when an emotion comes up yell HALT and do what it takes to fix which one it is, and it could be more than one. Now HALT and work with the gift of WLS, and have a HAPPY NEW YEAR! LOL Donna Diane Duenas wrote: How appropriate!Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste At the holiday parties had gone to my waist. When I got on the scales there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared, The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please." As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt And prepared once again to do battle with dirt--- I said to myself, as I only can "You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!" So--away with the

last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip Every last bit of food that I like must be banished "Till all the additional ounces have vanished. I won't have a cookie--not even a lick. I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie, I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore--- But isn't that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!On the sacrificial fence,- Pam Hatch in Jax."In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than your fear of failure." - Bill Cosby--- End forwarded message --- Donna JordonDSJordon@...

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[Guest guest]

Remember this word when you go to eat or drink something you not suppose to. HALT, this means that your either HUNGRY (need to eat good food, PROTEIN), ANGER (Food won't fix it, use it wisely and talk to the person who makes you feel this way, or fix the situation), LONELY ( call someone, meet to talk with someone, drop the food and get on here), TIRED (Rest, relax, take deep breath, a bubble bath if there's time). This are things that set off our emotions fast and then the food seems to make us feel better for the second we're putting it in our mouth, then terrible for what we did to our self. EVERYONE yell HALT, now think of what I said it means and when an emotion comes up yell HALT and do what it takes to fix which one it is, and it could be more than one. Now HALT and work with the gift of WLS, and have a HAPPY NEW YEAR! LOL Donna Diane Duenas wrote: How appropriate!Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste At the holiday parties had gone to my waist. When I got on the scales there arose such a number! When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber). I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared, The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please." As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt And prepared once again to do battle with dirt--- I said to myself, as I only can "You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!" So--away with the

last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip Every last bit of food that I like must be banished "Till all the additional ounces have vanished. I won't have a cookie--not even a lick. I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick. I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie, I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry. I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore--- But isn't that what January is for? Unable to giggle, no longer a riot. Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!On the sacrificial fence,- Pam Hatch in Jax."In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than your fear of failure." - Bill Cosby--- End forwarded message --- Donna JordonDSJordon@...

Yahoo! for Good - Make a difference this year.