The world’s favorite purveyor of high fructose corn syrup and/or artificially sweetened tooth-decaying fizzy drinks has come out with a new marketing campaign that makes the guys behind Axe body spray look like geniuses. The Happiness FactoryIt all begins with an innocent young lad on a date trying to buy a Coke. From his date’s …
You do things your way. I’ll do them mine.Photo Credits: Web Undies Don’t get your panties in a twist or your boxers in a bunch or your thong in a… well, since a thong’s defining characteristic is that it’s already twisted AND bunched never mind, I guess, because we are going there. We’re talking undies …
Second Son (4 years old): Whatdahet?? (his favorite nonsensical eptithet – heaven help me when he learns real cuss words) I am SO FAT! Just look at me! First Son (5 years old): Yeah, well I’m super skinny. Look at my bones everywhere! I’m just a little boy wasting away! (Oh the drama.) My blood …
Blame it on their friends! (Don’t we always?) But wait, it’s not that simple. In all of my writing about my struggles with anorexia, orthorexia and general bad-self-image-exia, I have come to notice something interesting. Particularly something interesting about you. Every time I write about eating disorders or the pressure to be thin, the majority …
Jane – modeling the Primal equivalent of the thong.(Victoria’s Secret please note the lack of visible ribs on Maureen O’Sullivan. Thank you.) For the month of July, I’m going Primal! (Every time I say that I want to yodel.) Basically, this means I’m going to eat, drink & be merry just like our pre-agrarian ancestors. …
But she can’t make me dinner. That pretty much sums up my reaction to June’s Jillian Michaels’ Making the Cut experiment. The FoodI have weird taste. I admit that. But tastes issues aside, her food plan sucked. Problemo numero uno: the insanely low daily calorie allotment. She expected me to not only wake up every …
We gonna party like it’s my birthday… I’m 30 today!! Or, as my dad likes to remind me, I’m officially part of The Establishment. Yipee! Coming Monday: End of Jillian Michaels (the experiment, not the woman. At least I hope she’s okay. If she turns up dead I had nothing to do with it. Nothing, …
The scene: Ten women seated around a conference table. Cameras and microphones recorded our every word and gesture. Diet paraphernalia was scattered around like so much detritus. Six obese women faced four thin ones. We eyed each other warily across water bottles, coke cans and a plate of mostly untouched cookies. Two older, very overweight …
Confession Number 1: Today I had a candy bar, sugary cereal, skittles, a Little Debbie cake, dried mangoes, jelly beans (thanks Gym Buddy Mike!), and teddy grahams. Oh yeah, and a giant chewy SweeTart. I may as well have main-lined the sugar and saved my teeth the dentistry. In my defense the teddy grahams were …
To any of you who are or ever have been offended by my “funny” pics that I post on this blog. Sometimes I let my sense of humor impede my good sense. Crabby wrote an excellent post today on being easily embarrassed and whether or not she meant to call me out, I really saw …
