Know how I know? Because my children are VIBRATING, they are so excited. I had to ban jumping. Now, I don't know about the rest of you with kids, but for me, the weeks before Christmas are pretty sweet; I really don't know of anything else that has the raw disciplinary power of the "phone call to Santa Claus". I have him on speed dial on my home AND cell phones. The very suggestion that I might call has the power to turn naughty little boys into angelic little boys in the blink of an eye! And sadly, there are less than 24 hours of that power left. This time tomorrow, I know I'll be jonesing for it pretty bad. Thank god there'll be wine.
I'm noticing that a lot of you are weighing yourself and junk this week. Good for you guys! However, I cannot include myself in your ranks. My scale is currently under a stack of clothes. This morning, I thought about moving them, but then I figured...why do I want to do that? If there's a gain, then I'm just going to feel sad and guilty and let it ruin my day at Christmastime. If there's not, then I'll take that as my xmas gift from Karma, and I might be less careful. Either way, it's just not happening.
I can't help looking back at this time last year. Dec 22 was the day I was supposed to start my liquid diet, but I got special permission to wait until Dec 26. I was so focused on my upcoming surgery, I barely remember last xmas. I vaguely remember being pissed off when I was too stuffed to eat one more bite on xmas eve. I believe there was some baked brie left, and I was very disappointed that I couldn't cram it in. That's so not who I am anymore. It's weird. I'm re-trained. A year later, and while I still LOVE crap food, I don't feel like I've GOTTA have ALL of it. Best Christmas present ever, no?
Anyway, I want to say Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate it...Merry Xmas to those of you who, like myself, tend to worship more at the altar of Santa Claus than the other dude...basically I guess, Happy Chrismukkah! Now go...live your lives! And have lots of joy and merriment...and wine!
Crap, Gilly! That was one long liquid diet even with them letting you wait until the 26th.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that I was banded, especially at times like holidays and special occassions. No two ways about it, I am different now. I eat differently. I think about food differently. It is a miracle!
Merry Christmas!
He he. The power of The Call. When Pookey was little and acting like The Snot Face From the Dark Planet, all I had to do was reach for the cordless (no cell phones in common use, back then ;)) and he would instantly snap to, toe the line and go from screaming demon to shining angel. I miss having The Power. ^^
ReplyDeleteWeigh when you are ready. You will know when the time is right. Yes, you will. I am so glad that your band is a wonderful thing for you, that it has helped you so much, and not just physically.
Merry Christmas to you, lovely lady.
Merry Christmas G! And to your hubby and little cuties, too!. This is my first year with Claus power (boys didn't get it before), and it's awesome! Gonna miss it too.
ReplyDeleteChristmas + weigh-ins = DEVIL! Blech.
ReplyDelete"A year later, and while I still LOVE crap food, I don't feel like I've GOTTA have ALL of it."
YAY!!!! You're amazing! I am working on training myself to be like that. :) Thanks for your look-back to remind me to keep looking ahead.
Merry Christmas, Woman. I no longer have the power of Santa; however, I have the power of what time we will get up to open presents. If my girls piss me off (which luckily is very rare) we add 15 minutes on to the time we wake up in the morning. :) Just something you might want to think about when you can't use Santa any more.
ReplyDeleteOh I love the Santa threat - how much longer do we have to use it??? I hope you have a wonderful Christmas with your family.
ReplyDeletexoxoLinda
"... the raw disciplinary power..." spoken like a mother after my own heart!!! Merry Christmas to you and yours. I'm glad the wine will be there to help ease the transition... I'm thinking about a nice G&T.
ReplyDeletehappy ramahanukwanzmas!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas mama.
ReplyDeleteHappy Cmas hottie bo-bottie! Me loves you to death!
ReplyDeleteYour posts are always funny, Gilly, but this one is hysterical.
ReplyDeleteI hope Christmas was great for your boys, and they had a great time playing with all their loot.
xoxo
Happy Xmas :P
ReplyDeletei hope it was wonderful for you and yours.