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Fitday & Hostess: WTF?

Weight: 195

Log into Fitday to record food / protein.Cakes_header

Cue ghostly fading in of cream-filled cakes both below and to the right of the journal feature.  Have them repeat at every new screen.

3 cakes = 100 calories. 

Wonderful.

This new relationship is not helping my carb issues.  What's next Fitday?  Ads for diet Snicker bars? 

Thoughts anyone?

Added 7/17/08: Alison is right in her second reply.  Below is a screen shot of my journal entry page as of this morning (you can click on it for a larger version).  The words "not really helpful" do leap to mind. 

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For anyone about to helpfully suggest I consider paying for Fitday's software so I don't have to put up with any ads, let me just say I'd love to and have twice tried to do so.  Unfortunately, as they told me 3 years ago, Fitday doesn't think writing a version of their software for the macintosh is worthwhile as "such a small number of people" use them.  I think I know all of you.  Much as I like Fitday, I don't think they're worth breaking off my 22 year relationship with my macs.

Okay, enough.  Grumpy is going to get some iced coffee and a walk.

July 16, 2008 at 11:04 PM in Carb Addiction, Eating, Rant | Permalink | Comments (6) | TrackBack (2)

Carb Loading?

Weight: 170

Okay, the only way I can explain the way I've been eating this past week is as some sort of experiment.  Clearly I've been trying to see what will happen if I eat as many simple carbs as possible.  As it's considered good form in science to share your results, here's what I've discovered.

  • painful gas.  Not just once in a while, but if I eat simple carbs I can have it constantly.
  • smelly gas.  Yeah, and it smells bad too.
  • bowel movements.  Lots and not comfortable either.
  • hunger.  I'm feeling much hungrier much more often. 
  • itchiness.  Carbs definitely make my eczema worse.
  • tiredness.  I'm sleeping a lot more and finding it harder and harder to wake up each day. 

Okay, so with this assortment of symptoms, giving up the simple carbs must be an easy choice, right?  Wrong.  Even as the list has grown I've wanted to believe I didn't need to actually give anything up. 

Today it begins.  I'm going to go back to my protein rich diet and stop eating so much junk.  My fear is that my body won't go back to the way it was -- that I'll be stuck with the worst of the DS symptoms for good.

Not that I tend toward alarmist, worst case scenerio kinds of thinking.

April 14, 2007 at 12:30 PM in Carb Addiction | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBack (0)

The First Day of Lent

Okay, this entry probably isn't going to convince my newest "fan" that I'm not a "Carb Nazi."  The background to that new nickname is an email I got Monday from someone on one of the probably too many boards I read and post to.  She wrote saying that I was a carb and fat Nazi, that I was giving people the wrong impression of the sort of diet one must follow after duodenal switch surgery, that she'd also been successful with her weight loss (!!), didn't have weight loss surgery so she could spend the rest of her life on a diet and basically that I should shutthefuckup and take my negative attitude toward the "magic duodenal switch" (her words, not mine) elsewhere.  All this prompted by my reply a while back to another poster who was about to have surgery and asked for advice on making she lost the 200+ pounds she wanted lose during her window.

What did I tell the poster?  "Don't waste your window on carbs -- try and stay between 50 - 100 a day until you hit goal and avoid all white (simple) carbohydrates."

Radical stuff, clearly meriting being called a nazi. 

My response to my new fan was that better women then her have tried to close my mouth.   And that I did have weight loss surgery knowing that I was going to live the rest of my life following a specifically low carb, high protein diet.  If she wants to spend her days going to the toilet ten to twenty times, having fissure issues, moaning about the last twenty pounds she can't seem lose, taking antibiotics / anti-fungals to control her gas while having a carb count of 200 plus grams a day*, that's her choice (though I do worry that she and others are going to breed some super-resistant intestinal flora that I'm going to end up with). 

Anyway, on to happier things.  Over on Deluzy's blog, she wrote yesterday about Lent and giving up sugar.  I must have read it right after she posted it, but didn't reply until this morning? 

As I've probably mentioned, I was brought up and educated as a Catholic.  Clearly my politics, feminism, opinion on gay marriage, divorce and secular remarriage to an atheist indicates that a certain amount didn't take.  Except that I do consider myself a Catholic and think the opinions I hold reflect the morality and ethics taught at my rather wonderful** Catholic girls' school in the 1980s. 

So my point is I haven't given anything up for Lent in years.  But I'm going to this Lent, following Alison's example on sugar.  Further, I'm not going to follow my grandmother's*** Lenten rules, that Sunday and St. Patrick's Day aren't part of Lent.  Forty days, counting today, without sugar, partly as a meditation on the good things I've taken from my semi-lapsed religion.   And I'm going to post here, good or bad, on whether I'm able do this or not.

Let's see how Lent goes, shall we?

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* Please note: I realize that that there are DS patients who have all these side effects and more through no fault of their own -- it's just the way their body has responded to the digestive changes.  But there's a big difference (for me) between something that can't be controlled and something that could be controlled via diet if the person was simply willing to make the changes needed.  Personally I can't imagine taking the risk of being permanently on antibiotics and fungals when I know I can control my gas and bowel movements via diet.  The same goes for my allergies -- I could be on steroids for life to control eczema or I can and do opt to avoid eating the things that make my rashes go from moderate to severe only using the drugs when the eczema slips out of control.

** Notre Dame Academy in West Los Angeles.  It was wonderful then, but the current administration has made some choices, specifically with regard to the firing of gays and lesbians in response to archdiocesan pressure that are, in a word, horrific.  Just for the record, there were gay and lesbian teachers when I was there 15+ years ago, when my godmother was there 35 years ago and when my mother was a student there 45 years ago.  We all knew it and no one I knew thought anything negative about it.  Yeah, I was / am really disappointed in my alma mater and hope they reclaim their former sense of social justice before it's too late.

*** She always gave up candy and alcohol for Lent and Advent.  This stopped, however, 10 years ago, the year she turned 90.  Her reasoning was she might not live long enough to see the end of Lent / Advent.

February 21, 2007 at 08:45 AM in Carb Addiction, Eating, Musings | Permalink | Comments (8) | TrackBack (0)

A Slurpee Weekend

Sometimes I totally forget how fortunate I am but then something happens that reminds me.  What in my very fortunate life could I be talking about here?

The weather.  It was one of those weekends, but even within the weekend, Saturday was one of those days.

We slept in and stayed in bed longer, sunshine streaming through our window curtains.  I could feel the warmth coming through.  I'd decided to go to the Santa Monica farmer's market in search of berries (see Pavolva pics).   On an impulse I pulled out a red sundress (the one from Anthropologie that I wore for my grandmother's 100th party) and put in on with sandels, grabbing a jean jacket as we headed out the door.  I did have a moment of fear, wondering if I'd be cold.  I'm always cold, but decided that I needed to feel sun on my skin and I probably could use the vitamin D. 

Of course you know what happened.  In less than a block the jacket was tied around my waist and I was wondering why I'd even brought it.  It was so warm, with temperatures in Santa Monica well over 80.  It felt like June.  Or even July -- lots of days in the summer don't get that warm.   

I did my berry picking (out of a stall at the market) and met up with Paul at the Apple Store.  When we headed home I realized I was actually hot.  I can't tell you how weird that is -- I'm cold all the time.  Suddenly, walking up Wilshire with Paul, it felt like a summer day from my childhood.  In response to that I suggested stopping for slurpees at our local 7/11.  Big spender, I even made the brain freeze my treat.

Paul got their new flavor, Strawberries and Cream (he wasn't so fond) while I got the Crystal Light SF Raspberry Lemonade (a little too sweet, but it tasted o so good).  Of course I lost control of the spiggot and nearly made a huge mess, but it was all fun and good. 

How is this weight loss related?  Because I remember when just walking to farmer's market and back -- a total of maybe 14 blocks -- would have been too much, especially in any sort of heat.  To celebrate that, not to mention a day in the 80s in mid February, well, how can I not feel fortunate?

February 20, 2007 at 04:35 PM in Carb Addiction, Family, Life | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBack (0)

Go To Foods

A list of some post-op favorite low carb (and sometimes high protein) favorite treats (the links will take you to product reviews ).

Splenda
Stevia (in lots of things, but NOT coffee)
Mrs. May's Pumkin Crunch ( 9 grams of protein, 8 carbs, 1 fiber)
Dove SF Chocolates (especially the mint flavor)
Protein drinks (Jay Robb Vanilla Whey, IDS in every flavor)
Protein bars (Power Crunch and Rockin' Roll)
Feta cheese
Sun Du Bu (Korean tofu soup)
Crab meat
Small curd cottage cheese (but only Knudsen)
My pancakes (::grin:)
Soy and skim lattes
Apple slices with peanut butter
Miso soup

Further thoughts and suggestions are WELCOME!

So, anyone for a sushi lunch? 

January 23, 2007 at 12:46 PM in Carb Addiction, Eating | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBack (0)

Not Failing: For Melody

No Failures: For Melody

There's been a lot of discussion lately on one of the forums I read about failure, whether it's duodenal switch surgeries "failing" or patients "failing" the surgery.  I know there are rare cases where people's surgeries fail -- where they heartbreakingly lose less than 30% of their excess weight.  My heart goes out to them.  I've known two who've been successful after having had revisions. 

But that isn't what I'm writing about today.

Because what I've been thinking about as I read these threads, read blog entries like Sparkly-Jules and think about my own struggles, what I want to write about is the problem some of us have with carbohydrate addiction.  I know not everyone suffers from this, but there are enough of us (in my opinion anyway) to make this worth bringing up.

I didn't need very much help keeping to a good low carb plan post-op because I knew how to do it from being part of USC's Lifestyle Redesign program for a year prior to surgery.  The program is run out of the hospital's occupational therapy program and based on the idea that a lot of problems many people have with weight are due to sugar consumption and carbohydrate addiction.   For clients that suffer from this addiction, which can go hand-in-hand with hypoglycemia and insulin resistance, the addiction to simple carbohydrates is a profound one that carries with it emotional as well as physical components.

This program is a good one, and not just in my opinion.  Dr. Antoine, back when he was at USC, was very supportive of it, and indeed for USC employees seeking bariatric surgery, 3 months of this program is strongly encouraged.  The program worked for me, to a point, I lost almost 80 pounds.  But my metabolism was wildly out of whack by then.  I stalled at 270, went off the program and regained the weight, finally deciding to have weight loss surgery.

I have a binder that's almost 3 inches thick with all the materials from a year of weekly meetings in it so I can't really talk about all of it.  However, as people discuss knowing they need to stop eating chips, crackers, bread, sweets or stop drinking Coke but find themselves unable to, I wanted to say, of course you're struggling to do this.  It's really really really hard.  The drive to eat is one of the most powerful animal drives, right up there with breathing.  And, for those of us who are sensitive to carbs, once we get in the addiction mode (what USC's LRD calls "bad blood sugar") our bodies feel like we're starving without it.

In addition, carbs are comfort foods.  They make us feel good and have positive associations.  I've found post-op that however bad they may make me feel  in an hour or two, sweets go down much easier than protein.  My mouth craves them.  It's not hard at all the understand and believe that digestion of sugar starts instantly. 

So what's the solution?  The program uses modified versions of two popular low carb diets.  One is The Five Day Miracle Diet by Adele Puhn and the other is The South Beach Diet by Arthur Agatston.   The program director makes the case that both books are full of glib bad writing and self-promotion, but the content and diet plans are excellent.    Both use a very strict low carb phase coupled with the gradual adding back of complex carbohydrates as our blood sugar becomes  more "normal" and sugar cravings recede.  My opinion is that reading both books has value.  I tend toward South Beach myself, but both do a good job explaining carb addiction.

In either case, the hard part is the first 4-7 days while the cravings are still there -- literally going through sugar withdrawal.  One of the things I liked best about the 'SC program was that the difficulty of doing this wasn't underestimated.  In fact, they encouraged us to think of it as a required medical treatment.  To spend a week or so getting ready -- get rid of all the simple high carb food in the house letting family know that it could come back in a week (maybe) but it couldn't be at home for 7 days, buy high protein healthy foods that we liked, use the books to make a week's worth of menus.  They also pushed us to start the program on a Friday, taking the day off of work and also taking the following Monday off as the first 4 days are the hardest and there's no need for extra stress.

And it does, in my experience, work.  After a week of not eating simple carbs, I don't crave them anymore.  It's not that I don't want them or like them -- they always taste good -- but I don't feel a burning need.  For me this isn't just about losing or maintaining weight, but about feeling in control of myself, not feeling the urge to eat myself into a sugar numbness.  As much as I love sugar, it makes me feel pretty crappy and always has. 

I was thinking about this when we were discussing how hard it is to do what we know we need to.  It is hard.  And it should be treated as such.  Melody and everyone else who's identified with your comments, don't belittle yourself for struggling with this.  It's really hard.  But you can do it. 

Think of how much you've already done.

January 11, 2007 at 04:38 PM in Carb Addiction | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBack (0)

The Supervised Diet

Weight 184.4

One of the things that people in the pre-op stage complain about is the requirement by many insurance companies (and/or employers) that we undergo a period of medically supervised diet and exercise before we can have weight loss surgery.   This requirement is generally viewed as just one more pain-in-the-backside insurance hoop we have to go through.  Because my pre-op process was very smooth and relatively fast (six months from my primary care referral to my surgery day), I've been reluctant to weigh in on this issue.  But reading this (damn, I lost the bloody link -- you're pre-op, you're in San Diego, you're blog is cool and green and linked to this one... please comment so I can take this lame part out and put your site in) entry about finding out about the medically supervised diet and her great attitude made me decide to weigh in on this.

I think it's a good idea.  A very good ideal.  Even though we've mostly all done a thousand diets and tried every eating and exercise plan under the sun. 

Okay before you rightly scream "Hey, I've read this blog from the start and YOU didn't do one," let me tell you that I did.  I was in USC's Lifestyle Redesign program for 18 months a year before my surgery.   This is the 6 month program that USC employees are required to complete before they're authorized for weight loss surgery.  I didn't go into it planning to have surgery, but I did see a number of pre-op patients in my group.  Including one who lost 160 pounds in a year and opted not to have duodenal switch surgery.  More the power to her, say I.

I thought I had had an okay experience with the program.  I did lose weight -- though not very much -- getting down from 340 to 270 (and then regaining, as we do, up to 367 pre-op).  I felt like a failure, but then 6 months after surgery someone commented to me that I seemed to be doing especially well avoiding carbs post-op (ha!).  Honestly, I have good days and bad, but one thing I had learned in this program was that for a number of us, carbs trigger hunger.  I knew I could give up sugar for a period of time and that once I did it was going to get easier within a week or so. I also had learned that even at my high weight I could still exercise and pushed myself to start as soon as I was released from the hospital.  I also knew that to make this change and be successful wasn't going to be all about my body losing fat or even just changing how I eat.  It was going to involve looking at my life and making changes in how I do things.

Post-op, I would say that the Redesign program is one of the big reasons for my success.  My wish, if I could have one, would be that patients would be encouraged into it for 6 months post-op as well (maybe months 3-9 which I think are especially hard).  Meeting weekly to discuss how not having food for comfort or activity was feeling.  How losing weight was bringing up other issues in ones family and relationships.  Help figuring out where and how to fit exercise into a busy schedule.  These are all HUGE post-op issues that can either derail someone's loss entirely, or at least make it even harder then it already is.  And a post-op, unlike our pre-op dieting experiences, can't take a break for a day or two from their food restrictions without consequences.  This is not a minor things we did or are doing.  This isn't just the "next new diet." 

I know not everyone has access to USC's sort of program.  But if you know that you have six months where you need to prepare for surgery, I'd really suggest looking at these issues.  Imagine what you're going to do 3 months or however long it is after surgery when something happens and you can't have ice cream or chocolate except (maybe) to taste.  Imagine how you're going to work and take care of your family and also add 5 - 10 hours of exercise to your week.  And then start making the changes now.  Stop smoking, start walking, give up carbonated drinks.  Plan how to give yourself time and space to recover.

Reading this over sounds like a lecture and I suppose it is.   For that I'm sorry.  But I really start worrying when someone writes that they're having DS or RnY surgery within a month or two of their first appointment.  And what I'm seeing is that these people generally (not all, but a number) are struggling more post-op and are more freaked by their complications and side effects.   Eloise, who had RnY surgery, has seem that to an even greater degree in her wls community. 

Maybe think of the waiting period as like the engagement in a marriage.  Time to plan, bring the family on board, make arrangements, imagine what it'll be like to live with the after effects.  Get ready and all that.  I mean, planning a great recovery, like a great wedding does take time. 

August 30, 2006 at 12:13 PM in Carb Addiction, Duodenal Switch, Eating | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

Monday Monday

Weight: 182.8

Okay, that's better.

Thanks for the helpful words, Alison.  It's true that I knew on some level I couldn't really have put on 10 pounds in 5 days, however much I might be eating.  But I will say I felt a sort of panic at the numbers yesterday.   I would have traded the 10 pounds for the relief form the itching though. 

Today I feel better in lots of ways.  Paul and I got to spend some time together last night and this morning talking in ways that made me feel good.  We both tend to take on projects (especially in our virtual lives) that are good and community building, but don't necessarily help us stay connected to what we found fun or useful in the first place.  As I think about being part of a DS blog with a few other people, I want to keep my focus on myself.  Though I'm over a year out from surgery now and ready to "pay it forward" when I can, I'm still not at all done.  My issues with food clearly still remain.  My body image is whacked.  And I need to really start thinking about exercise and plastic surgery in a more systematic way.

These are all great things and I believe that being part of a community is as important as having time for myself, but given what a "pleaser" --that is, someone who does stuff because they want approval rather than because they think it's right for them-- I can be, I need to be aware of what I'm doing.

Funny / sad story about how important it is for me to please the people around me.  When I was an undergraduate I was in therapy for a combination of depression and anxiety.  The problem was that I wasn't getting better.  The drugs were making me feel ill but without the drugs I would regress to the panic attacks that had brought me into the therapist in the first place.  As the weeks went on, I started feeling sorry for my therapist as well as feeling like a failure for not getting better.  So what did I do?  I figured out how to seem like I was getting better.  Both in sessions and even in my day-to-day life I started faking happiness.  The crazy part (okay, maybe it would be better to say A crazy part as so much of this is nuts) is that I did feel happier.  My therapist was clearly pleased and approved of my new choices.  I started being more social and having a healthier relationship with my family. 

So what's to argue with?  Wasn't I really getting better?

No, I wasn't.  Therapy ended and I'd found a new way to cope.  By eating sugar.  If I ate sugar I could deal.  I could sleep, work, study and not stress out.  It was like alcohol is to an alcoholic.   

This was how I coped for another 10 years.  The ironic thing was that in the meantime a problem that had inhibited my recovery from depression in the first place was discovered -- I have very low thyroid.  But by the time that had been found out, my use of sugar was too far gone to let go easily.

I can still feel it some days.  My mind calls out for sugar -- for Jelly Bellys and Wine Gums and the most childish candy you can imagine. 

The hard part isn't knowing this about myself.  The hard part is knowing how and what to answer.

May 22, 2006 at 03:05 PM in Carb Addiction, Eating | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

What I Did to Deserve This

Weight 182

Thanks to everyone for the great feedback on my pictures.  I like the idea that people think I'm hot (especially that it's women, for some reason).  I showed my husband some of the comments.  I'm not sure he thinks I'm a hottie (and I'm not sure he'd ever use that word) but it would definitely be cool to hear.

M_ms_02820050827164038So, how did I celebrate my hottie status?  A trip to the mall?  To the gym? 

No, no.  That would be too simple and not reflect at all my very complex and intense relationship with food.

What I did was:

  • Go to work Tuesday.
  • Get very stressed out because of deadlines and constant interruption's the prevented me from moving forward to meet said deadlines.
  • Resist eating sugar-ry crap candy in the morning.
  • Went and had a very healthy and yummy lunch (Cobb salad mmm).
  • Came back to still more stress in the form of insane graduate students and their demands.
  • Remained polite and helpful to said insane students.
  • Ate a BIG handful of peanut M&Ms because, well, I deserved them don't you know.

So, now follow that train with me if you will.  I'd had a very stressful day and was unhappy.  I didn't vent the stress.  Instead I decided I deserved chocolate candy.  Now 20 peanut M&Ms aren't a lot for someone with a normal digestive system.  Someone like that might well be able to say they deserved candy.

But when I say I "deserve" candy, what I'm saying I deserved is to have very very painful (and smelly) gas for hours.  Which made riding home on the bus an agony as I had to hold said gas inside me for fear of otherwise being thrown off the speeding bus.  And then I clearly deserved to spend the evening resting in bed with a heating pad on my stomach or dashing to and from our bathroom. 

So my question was, what was I thinking? 

I know my body reacts this way to too much sugar.  And I sure know 20 M&Ms would be too much sugar.   Yet under stress, old habits die very hard indeed.

Are you sure you want me as a role model? 

May 04, 2006 at 05:52 PM in Carb Addiction, Musings | Permalink | Comments (11) | TrackBack (0)

Welcome Back MaryBeth!

Weight 188.2

What do you know?  Three days of avoiding sugar and my weight is back to where it was last week.  Or it could be that my TMO is indeed now and the weight was my pmsing.  Or it could have been salt or the heat.  Whatever.  Anyway, it was nice to be back out of the 190s, hopefully never to return.

But on to happier news!  On February 1, 2005, I used a blog entry to say goodbye to MaryBeth.  She wrote a wonderful blog over a period of years that took a number of us with her through her duodenal switch surgery, recovery, weight loss and the reconstructive surgeries that followed.  It was a beautiful journey, made all the moreso by her candor and wonderful writing.  Last year she took it down for personal reasons.  I understood why, but I've missed hugely.  Therefore it's with great joy that I found out that MaryBeth has a new blog.   Hope you enjoy it as much as I do. 

There are some other great duodenal switch patient blogs out there.  Some are listed in the sidebar, some aren't (I've plans to redo the side bar this weekend).  These are the ones I read (or at least check) daily:  Kim, Sharon, Alison, Starr and Jenn.  I know I don't comment enough, but I always love reading.  So yay chicas!  I'm pointing these out because I know (because I have StatCounter) that a lot of you finding this site via Google are coming looking for blogs about duodenal switch surgery.  This way you can read a variety of experiences -- which is always smart. 

Yesterday was another sugar-free day at work.  That was great and easier then the day before, I think because I told the person I was sharing an office with for yesterday that I wasn't going to eat any of the candy.  Also I was logging in Fitday and didn't want to have to log SweetTarts.  I'm still waiting to get my sf candy until my next pay date (which I think is either Friday or Monday) because with shipping costs it seems worth while to put in a larger order at Bariatric Eating. 

I was supposed to go into work today (ugh) but didn't because my allergies are just going crazy and I had to take some of the super pills (they're Atarax) to relieve the eczema that's breaking out on my neck, chest and arms.  The pills work well, but are like being hit on the head with a chemical hammer.  Seriously, they totally knock me out. So I sent an "I'm sick!" email to my boss, took a pill and fell back to sleep for another 5 hours.   

When I woke up I was down 4 pounds from the day before (yay!) and had my period (oy!).  It was just before noon and I felt like I was playing hooky.  A friend called and we went to lunch at the California Chicken Cafe (I had a pretty good chicken Caesar salad) and then to do some reading (I'm currently outlining a text called Chicana Voices for my dissertation) at Diedricks Coffee on Montana.  She kept commenting on how much weight I'd lost (this is nice from her because my weight, whatever it is, has never been an issue between us... think she's just amazed at how much less space I take up) and remarked that the pants I was wearing looked huge.  I had to sadly agree.

I say sadly because I LOVE these brown cords.  They're from J.Jill and part of the care package that the charming Harriet sent me when I had nothing to wear this past winter.  They're comfortable, but sadly, as my friend remarked, look like they're barely staying up.  (It's not really true -- Fred can keep them up, really).  I'd remarked to Paul just last night that now that the weather was getting warm again, I have nothing that fits me.  He agreed (well, either that or he just wanted me to shut up as he isn't really into clothing discussions) and pointed out that he'd paid down the Old Navy card from the last time I'd had nothing to wear, so perhaps it was time to charge it up again.

Anyway, after a good three hours of work at the cafe, my friend and I went over to Third Street.  She headed off to Banana Republic (they were having a sale I think) and I went into Old Navy.  There I discovered that I'm basically a size 14.  I bought two tee shirts (one black, one brown), two cotton skirts (one black with orange pattern, size 12, the other brown with a tan pattern, size14), a pair of khakis (size 14short),  a pair of jeans (size 12 short -- but relaxed fit) and a tan jacket that's sort of a cross between a blazer and a jean jacket.  Total?  $101 including tax.  There were a few other things I wanted, but they aren't on sale yet and I hate paying full price for anything at Old Navy as they'll probably be on sale tomorrow.

Even with all that shopping and trying things on, I still managed to finish before my friend, so I headed over to Banana to meet her.  She was still trying on clothes so I tried on a few things myself, including a size 14 party dress.  I was a little reluctant because when I tried this two months ago (weighing pretty close to what I do now), the same style dress had been way too small in a 14.  But this one fit quite well.  I'm not sure it's the dress I'll get --I need something really nice for a family party (my Nana is turning 100) in June -- but it was amazing to have it fit. 

So that's about it for today.  Have a happy Friday everyone!

April 20, 2006 at 08:16 PM in Blogs, Carb Addiction, Duodenal Switch, Fashion, Shopping | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

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