It's a long one. How does everyone keep their posts and vlogs so short and sweet so as not to bore the pants off of everyone? Am I just a hopeless rambler or what?

So I didn't have a chance to post much last week, or this week for that matter. There's a few things from last week that I just wanted to get out there and talk over/think through.

For starters I had my friend A from college over for dinner Wednesday of last week. It was kind of a "I haven't seen you in a couple months, we need to catch up and I want to show you my new place kind of deal." I'm still trying to figure out what exactly went down that night, it was so strange.
The plan was that I'd give her a call when I got home since she had some errands to run blah blah blah and then she'd come over. Guess the errands took care of themselves and I got a call while I was on the bus on my way home
"I'm at your place, I'll just wait in my car for you to get home." Ok....
So when I got home I went to go open the door and even though she looked right at me and waved she didn't get out of her car. Maybe she was texting/talking with someone and I'm looking too much into this. So I went over to her car and she got and and just gave me this bizarre "Hey"
We went inside and without a word of a lie that first thing out of her mouth was
"I'm not too sure about your neighborhood, it's kind of sketch." Well, gee, thanks for your support!
I gave her the grand tour and the only thing she had to say about the whole house was
"They're kind of crooked." In regards to the stripes I so proudly pointed out that I painted myself in my office/craft space
At this point I'm just really hurt that the few words she's said to me are so criticizing and rude. We made dinner and put a movie on. The conversation really just focused on her boyfriend and her job. That's just fine don't ask me about my life, it's pretty non-eventful, I've got nothing to share. I know we've been out of touch for a year and just started to hang out again but you may or may not have noticed I've lost about 40 pounds and oh yeah kind of had a surgery to help with it!!! It wasn't until later on that I got cold and went to put on an old sweater that I got the
"OMG have you lost weight?? I was with you when you bought that it's huge on you!" Yeah, thanks for noticing b****
The whole time we "watched" the movie I tried talking with her but she was somewhere else, namely in a conversation via text, with someone else and clearly not interested in talking with me. So really why did she even come. Make up some lame excuse and cancel or bail out early it would've been better than spending the evening lonely with someone.
Some where along the way she then felt the need to share that she hated my dog. Uber b**** that's my baby you're talking about! It wasn't until right before she left she asked how I've lost so much weight. So I told her flat out. I had a surgery, so I've got a band around my stomach making my portions smaller, y'all know the deal. Her reaction? NOTHING! Well I guess not nothing:
"Oh ok, well I'll talk with you again soon." WTF??????
Right now I'm trying to figure out what to do. Cut her loose for good or try and talk it out. We were close for a while but I don't know if it was just a phase for me, trying to fit in with certain people/needing a friend. I just don't know. She's a couple years younger than me but I million away maturity wise. Maybe we were just friends out of circumstance while we were in school and that's all it was meant to be. I wish friendship came with a manual sometimes.

Drama part aside, last week was my first "partay" at my place. Call it Girls Gone Wild or just Girl's Night In. Whatever you want to call it it was a blast. It was a pot luck of sorts with munchies like olives, marinated feta, roasted garlic, veggies and loads of other yummy goodies. And.... alcohol. I made mojitoes and electric popsicles. While some may have gotten out of control I had max 4 drinks since I was feeling it after the first. Thank you tiny tummy for making me a light weight! We talked, we danced, we sang. And some of us got carried away.
Of those who did some made it to their own home before tossing their biscuits while others choose to loose it in my home. If only you could see the clearly unimpressed look on my face now, perhaps this warranted a vlog oh well! Now I should put it out there that my house is nearly 100 years old and while the plumbing works and is not capable of handling certain things.
So if you were to come over and PB into the toilet all would be well in a few flushes. The sink however, just don't tempt fate. If you haven't guessed by now said guest who I will henceforth call H did not make it to the toilet but only the sink. Instead of asking for help thought she would just rinse it down and no one would be the wiser. OMG!!! This resulted in an overflowing sink containing someone elses grossness. Once we realized that H wasn't around someone went to check on her and discovered the dilema. V knows that while I can handle my own mess and dissecting a rat don't ask me to clean up after someone else or there will be two messes to deal with so she took care of it.
The chaos and what is kind of humorous looking back now that unfolded might as well have come from a movie it was so disgusting. V up to her elbow's in H's mess trying to scoop it into the adjacent bathtub. H on the phone with her husband asking him to bring a plunger (haven't made it to that part of my shopping list yet), R and D1 having to pee so bad but afraid to use the washroom so they're peeing in my backyard. R getting caught in backyard peeing 2nd time by neighbor returning home from work at 4 am. Me waking up the next/same day at 3 in the afternoon and realizing that despite the amazing job V and H's husband did cleaning up the bathroom they didn't realize there's a 1.5 inch gap between the vanity and tub. During this whole debacle said mess spilled into this gap and waited for me until a got up only to start dry heaving and nearly starting the cleaning process all over again. Can you keep up with this??
So the expense of Girl's Night In? 1 bottles of rum, one bottle of gin, 4 bottles of wine, lots of laundry, a new shower curtain liner, tons of cleaning products and two rolls of paper towel. Oh and all the excitement not only wore me out but also the dog who slept through until 5 pm on Saturday, didn't even get up for food.

When's the next party? When H gets herself knocked up and therefore can't drink and is also past the whole ill feeling of pregnancy. Here's a question for you guys too. I felt really guilty about not helping to clean cause I was afraid of adding to the mess. What proper hostess/host etiquette here people? I gave V a Starbucks gift card but I still feel terrible. Anyways, tomorrow is Friday! Have a fantabulous day I know I will!
Wow! A ton of stuff went down in blog land while I was off in my own little land, it's hard catching back up on the stuff you've missed.

I noticed when I logged on today that I have miraculously in the past few weeks jumped from 9 followers (from when I really started blogging regularly this past month) to a whopping 27 followers! 27!!! Thanks to everyone who has decided to follow me it is really encouraging and well down right flattering to have people click that button.

I have created for myself a little reward type goal. I really really REALLY need to get my hair done. So I've decided that once I reach 170 pounds I'm going to book my appointment. I don't get my hair as often as I should, you know touching up the roots every two months or so and getting a trim, cause lets face it I can't really afford it. It is minimum $110 every time I get it cut/highlighted and I have a hard time coughing up that much money for my hair more than 3 times a year. I'm currently sitting at 175 pounds YIPEE! So in that time it takes me to loose the 5 pounds I have to figure out what to do with my hair. With the newer "symptom" of hair loss I'm experiencing I'm kind of lost on how to get it cut since my overall volume of hair has decreased so much. Maybe I'll just let my stylist figure that bit out.

Speaking of hair loss, I know that this is directly influenced by my protein intake. I've been working really hard on making sure I get my protein in but I've been reading about some alternative products/sources of protein out there and wondering if anyone has tried them. I'm really interested in the protein bullets that have 45 g of protein in a approximately 3 ounces of fluid as well as IsoPure with 40 g of protein in a 20 ounce serving. If you've tried these let me know what you think please!

I'll leave you with a picture from my Girl's Night In this past Friday. At another day I will have to do a post sharing all of the hilarity that was that night.

What's a PPB you ask? I'm sure everyone knows that a PB is a "productive burp," you throw up ok?? How about a PPB? It's a public vomititious epimasode.

**Side Note: I quite enjoy adding random syllamables to words, it just makes life more interesting so you might as well start getting used to it.**

Anyways, back to my story... Today I had my first and hopefully one of only a handful of up-chucking in public epimasodes. I didn't have time to pack a lunch this morning (kind of slept through my alarm and the back up alarm on my cell phone woops!) so I had to buy lunch. I thought I was playing it safe and picked up a bean burrito of sorts at Taco Time (the Canadian version of Taco Bell). After the fact I realized that I wasn't chewing as well as I should have been the the flour tortilla did not sit well at all. The public part is included in this since I was at work at the time. We were sitting around chatting, eating lunch, when all of a sudden. That doesn't feel so great... Oh! Sliming is starting.. Quick! Get to the bathroom. So I spent about 5 minutes standing over the porcelain shrine sliming/drooling praying it wouldn't go any further. No such luck. In one swift hiccurp lunch was gone, down the drain that is. I really don't think anyone noticed my abrupt departure from the lunch table, flushed face and watery eyes and if they did they didn't say anything. There was one comment something like "You haven't eaten much? Isn't it good?" from R. A quick "No" and a glance gave her all the info she needed and she came and gave me a big hug. I love some of the girls I work with and will be so sad when they leave!

On the plate for tomorrow and the weekend: Friday is Girl's Night In. My house wreaks of roasted garlic that I've made for it and my kitchen counter looks like I might have a slight problem with alcohol consumption. Hopefully we don't get too out of control. Other than that my weekend is going to be pretty chill. I've got to get to my parents to do laundry (I can afford the house but not a washer and dryer yet). I'd kind of like to see a movie as well, we will see.

On completely unrelated life info I've decided to become a Partylite consultant. I really like their products and I've been looking for a way to supplement my income now that I'm paying a mortgage etc. It seems like a flexible for me to be able to do this. Wish me luck! I probably won't have time to check in tomorrow before the party so I hope that everyone has a fantastic weekend!
So I haven't written in a few days since I've been rather busy. I'm having one of those "Why aren't the days longer?" type of situations right now. There never quite seems to be enough time. I'm going to try my best to update you on the last few days.

Ok well here's the deal my co-worker was supposed to come pick up his dog that as you know I was a little less than impressed with. He actually got back into the city Saturday night be we agreed that I'd take her Saturday night still so that the family could settle back in for one night. So noon rolls around on Sunday and I still haven't heard from him, I send him a text and nothing. I phone him and nothing and I'm just sitting here thinking "What the hell! Come get your stinky dog!??!" 5:00 rolls around and a still haven't heard anything. Well I had plans to be at a friends place for 7 (which I will tell you more about) and had to leave shortly in order to get a bus there on time. So I ended up leaving at 6:15 to get the bus and I still haven't heard from him. During the middle of this dealio at my friends my cell rings and guess who it is? Really? Really! You waited this long to call? Yup. There was some story about his phone breaking or something but can I get the dog tomorrow? Fine whatev, we'll take care of it tomorrow.
So this deal I was going to a friends place for was a Partylite party. Don't know what partylite is? It's those home party type idea's and they sell candles and other house accessories. I ended up getting a few lovely items as well as some candles. The first thing I got is this pretty reed diffuser that looks like a bloom from a chrysanthemum.
 The other item I purchased was a set of candle holders. It includes one tealight holder, one votive holder, two taper holders, and two different pillar holders.

Wasn't that just today? No it wasn't. It was rather boring in all honesty. I worked... and I came home... I think my parents were here for a bit and then I went to bed. Nothing stands out regarding life or the band so it must have been a good day.

Tuesday (Today)
I was busy at work and I needed to get certain things done and I knew I had to leave early. So what did that mean, it was "Ask stupid questions to annoy Leslee day." Sometimes I wonder how people make it so far in life, if you would just stop and think for a second I'm sure you could figure it out! So I had to leave work early because I had an appointment booked at the clinic for a fill. Now I don't need a fill but they like to see you anyways and check on your progress, it doesn't cost me anything either so I like going and checking in with the doc's and the nurse. I weighed in at 177 on their scale, which is always 2-3 pounds heavier than mine so this was no surprise to me since I'd figured theirs would most likely say 178 even though my home one has me at 176. Had a good chat with the nurse about how things were going and how things like stress can influence my band. Also had a good explanation from her about the band being tight in the morning which I will post at another time. After my appointment it was time for my dog to go see the doctor. Poor Summer somehow caught her nail on something over the weekend and cracked it in half so it was consistently clotting and then re-opening and bleeding and she was gimping around feeling sorry for herself. She might be more upset with the solution though. The broken, barely attached peice of nail was removed and she is not sporting a rather snazzy fluorescent pink bandage on that foot. I should add that the vet put the cutest purple flower on it too to "match her collar." Tee Hee! I love it!

So tomorrow is hump day. I'm having a girl friend from college over for dinner. Who I might add I haven't told about the band yet. I haven't had any hesitation about telling anyone as much as I have with her. I don't know why, maybe since we're not as close as we used to be. Hope everyone has a great remainder of the week and I will try to check in on Thursday since I'm sure there won't be time tomorrow.
So I realized that I don't really have an pictures up here of myself for everyone to compare and see how I'm progressing. I don't know why it took me so long to figure that out, but it did. Maybe I just didn't really want to look at them, ever. Part of this process so far for me has been coming to terms with the fact that yes I once was that big but I'm not anymore and I'm not going to let myself go there ever again. Looking at my pictures now if anything is serving as a reminder to me when I so desperately want that chocolate, ice cream or what have you that maybe the reason I want those things isn't so much out of hunger as it is a need to fill another void. So without further ado I present to you:
Leslee Before Band

March 2007 approx. 218 pounds

July 2007 approx. 218 pounds

April 2008 approx. 205-210 pounds

January 2008 Cuba approx. 218 pounds
I realized putting these up that I don't have many pictures of myself and those that do exist someone else is usually in them. That would have been part of my fatobia (fat phobia) that when a camera appears I usually hide. Enjoy your weekend chiquitas I know I am!

So my boss was scheduled to arrive back in Canada (from Prague) over the weekend and therefore would be in the lab on Monday. What does this mean? Panick! OMG It's been two weeks already?? Quick review your lab book so you can tell him all of the work you've done while he was away. Uh oh. There's nothing written in my lab book since the 1st of the month. Why? Because suppliers are stupid and I was waiting for something before I could do any work. So I'm trying to rationalize it in my head:
"Well, I couldn't do that because the stuff was back-ordered. I made tons of solutions, did some inventory/organizing, isolated cells from pig hearts for R and S, took care of D1's cells and and and..."
But there's no real results to show for that. Luckily this only lasted until about 11am when the admin assistant came and told me that he couldn't leave Prague until Tuesday now because of the volcano ash halting flights across Europe. Volcano? Yeah I totally need to get a TV set up so that I can watch the news, either that or I take some of my daily blogging time to read the paper... not likely but it's an idea. So I'm a little relieved that his return is delayed. My back-ordered product came in and on Monday I will be able to do the assay and send the samples for sequencing. Unfortunately I have to go into work for a bit tomorrow to do some more cell stuff. Crapola for a saturday :(

Yeah, I don't know what my band and I are fighting over. Even though I tossed my salmon for dinner last night I was able to eat sushi for lunch?? Maybe it's cause I had miso soup first? Did the heat relax things and allow the sushi to go down no problem or something? Either way, I had miso soup, 1/3 phildelphia roll and the insides only of an AAC roll. I had picked up some Mangosteen the other day for us to try at work so we had that in the afternoon for a snack. It was surprisingly delish given its appearance.

How much do I love Gen for says that I'm "skinny" and "shrinking". More than words can describe! It's supposed to be warm here this weekend but I'll be working a bit and then trying to get my house in order as much as possible for next Friday. At least so it doesn't look like a natural disaster went through it, at least! Hopefully I'll get to enjoy the weather a bit too. I hope everyone has a fab weekend!

Yeah... So I totally did jinx myself yesterday by being all happy that my band and I were the best-est of friends. I was doing fine up until about a half hour ago when I had the unfortunate pleasure of getting to taste my Salmon for the second time around. It was fantastic the first not so much after. I started out the day really well with an awesome smoothie I made with some pineapple, blackberries, coconut extract, milk and 18 g worth of protein via Beneprotein powder. I couldn't get it all down before leaving for work so I poured it into a travel mug and took it to go. For lunch I yet again had my spinach/red pepper/feta quiche (almost gone!) and some mango and pineapple. Why the salmon wasn't agreeing with me I have no clue. Too bad cause it's really good, i marinated it in this baja citrus marinade and then stuck it in the oven to broil (it's too freakin' cold out to grill and I don't have a BBQ yet anyways).

I feel as though I should maybe clarify something about my post from yesterday, after I went back and read it myself again I realized that I may have sounded a little... rude and ungrateful. I'm amazed that I even got 1 follower. I boggles my mind that anyone would find what I have to say interesting enough or compelling enough to read. It's crazy! So I'm sorry if I may have given anyone the impression of "Well she's a little snobby with her comment about her 13 followers." I think its fantastic and I'm so lucky that be able to share my life with you in some way.

Here's a question/scenario for you all. I'm having the girls from work over next weekend for a "Girl's Night In," it's something we try to do once a month to just let loose and have fun. Now somehow one our strange male co-workers (J) got wind of this and has been constantly asking "When's your party again?"
So the other day D2 just out right said to him "Why do you keep asking about it do you want to come or something?"
J responded "I wouldn't mind coming."
Uhmm... it's a GIRLS night in. Neither one of us knew how to respond so we just kind of ignored his response. But again today
"When's your party again?" Seriously! I just blew it off again but I'm not sure how to say NO you can't come you're not invited. What do I say to him? He honestly has always kind of freaked me out and I really don't want him to know where I live, it's no secret in the lab that he has developed some rather intense crushes on some of our co-workers. I was thinking that the next time he brings it up I'll just say to him in a rather kind/humorous way "J it's a girls night in, girls only! You can't come." I feel bad because inevitably the husbands/boyfriends/guy friends end up showing up at some point in the evening, if for no other reason to pry to liquor bottles from our hands, so it isn't technically girls only. Just... creep free. Any suggestions?
So I may or may not be the culprit that unfortunately brought Drazil's followers back up to 199. While this seems to be distressing her so I can't help but be a little jealous with my fabulous 13 followers, thanks for following me guys!! Actually maybe not how do you keep track of whose who anyways?!? While I'm good with faces and names in person so far in the blogosphere not so much.

I told Drazil that I would post my own number superstition whether or not she cares, or even if you care, I'm sharing it.

So the number 2 huh... Nice even number, in fact the first even number. Everything is better in pairs is it not? Most certainly! Where to start my number two saga, how about my birthday! I was born on February 22, 1985 or 2/22/85. Coincidence or not my home phone number growing up and up until three weeks ago ended in the digits 22285. A year or two ago I entered an online draw on February 2nd and won my self a sweet Body Shop gift basket. Some co-workers and I have a survivor pool and the first time I won I got to make my picks 2nd for both (we draw two numbers to determine the order of choosing a survivor) and my 2nd pick won! I also won the last survivor pool with both of my choices taking first and second, so 2 came in there as well. What else... Any student number or ID I've ever been assigned has had an exceptional amount of 2's in it. I was the second person to interview for my current job and I got it. I realize that I might be starting to sound a little like Jim Carey's character in the Number 23.

Onto actual band related life. We're best of buds right now! I haven't had any major issue with food getting stuck/sliming since Sunday. I hope I'm not jinxing it by talking about it.

Tuesday's Food:
- Breakfast/Mid-Morning Snack: Rice Pudding, not a good food choice I know but they're expiring soon and I can't stand throwing food out.
- Lunch: Spinach/Red Pepper/Feta Quiche, Blackberries, 1/2 of a monster cookie
- Dinner: Egg Salad > Two hard-boiled eggs, little bit a mayo, salt pepper and pickle
- Other: diet pepsi
Wednesday's Food:
- Chocolate Latte with Almond flavour shots, just steamed choc. milk with espresso and sugar free almond syrup, they were out of cinnamon :(
- Breakfast/Mid-Morning Snack: Rice Pudding
- Lunch: Spinach/Red Pepper/Feta Quiche, Blackberries, Mango
- Dinner: uhmmm... if I can't remember what I ate I guess that means I haven't had dinner yet. I've had a few pieces of pineapple!

So four more sleeps until my co-worker picks up his dog, not the I'm counting down or anything ;) I mean I love having the stinky little NOT HOUSE BROKEN bugger around. Completely sarcastic of course and keep reminding myself that there will be compen$ation!!

Tomorrow is Thursday, you know what that means don't you?? Yeah well neither do I!

I don't have a whole lot of introspective thoughts today. I'm actually not feeling so hot, maybe a cold starting or just plain old exhausted I'm not sure.

Which brings me to my post title for today. Pulses are great for you. And I'm not just talking about the kind that indicates you're alive. I'm talking about the pulses you eat. Say what? Eat pulses? Oh yes you do! Pulses are the dried seeds of legumes. Think beans, peas, lentils and chickpeas. Ah... now you know what I'm talking about right?

So here's the deal pulses are:
1) High in fiber
2) High in protein
3) Low in fat
4) Low glycemic index
5) Great source of folate and other minerals

We all know that being overweight puts a person at risk of several different co-morbidities including cardiovascular disease and type 2 diabetes. But did you know that including these foods in your diet may help reduce your risk of developing these diseases? Well now you do. So how much of this stuff are you supposed to eat anyways? In 2005 the USDA guidelines recommended eating 3 cups of legumes a week, this works out to about half a cup per day. Currently the average North American eats just 3 cups a month! Wowza! That's a big difference.

I know for us bandsters 3 cups a week seems like a lot so I have a few suggestions for you. I personally love chickpeas! Love love love! And my favourite way to eat em? Hummus! You can make it yourself of buy it pre-made. This delish dip/spread is great as a snack with veggies or used as a spread in sandwiches. Try adding some chickpeas or beans to a salad next time you have one. Another great idea is to add them to soups. Interestingly enough lentils don't have whole lot of flavour on their own. I've been known to sneak them past my father by pureeing them and adding them to whatever I'm making: spaghetti sauces, meatballs, brownies. Yes I added lentils to brownies and he was none the wiser! Now having given you these suggestions if I've gotten you on the band-wagon (heehee "band"-wagon, I'm totally cheese I know) for your own well being and the sake of those around you please gradually add these to your diet if you normally do not consume them. The sudden increase in fiber can cause you to fluff a little more than the usual. I wonder if anyone else calls a fart a fluff?? I think it's much more lady like.

Tomorrow is hump day so keep that in mind if you're struggling to get through the afternoon tomorrow.

I am SOOOO not a Monday person but today my band and I reconciled our differences for the time being and called a truce.

I had been fighting with my band for the past week I would guess trying to get food in and to stay down. It seemed like everything was bothering me that is until today. So yes Monday's can be good. My band and I became friends again and I ate! YAY! I managed to get down for lunch a cup of some chicken/rice/black bean/corn soup with some protein powder thrown in for good measure as well as a few blackberries. This afternoon I had a little snack consisting of one hard boiled egg and a pickle. My circulating levels of salts must be low cause I've totally been craving pickles... and no I'm not pregnant. I haven't decided what to make for dinner yet but I'm thinking a crustless quiche of some sort.

I have a question regarding Breakfast for everyone out there. What do you eat? I find that I tend to be rather tight in the morning and this creates a little bit of a problem. I have a few pills that I take in the morning on top of my multivitamin and that does not leave room for food. I am well aware that in order to maintain my weight loss I need to be having 3 meals a day. I often find myself having slider foods like yogurt for breakfast only because I know that it will go down and then I can take my pills and be on my way to work without getting stuck and having had breakfast. Any suggestions?

I'm not sure what everyone out there uses, or if they even use anything to increase their protein intake but BeneProtein is what was recommended to me by my dietitian and what I've used in the past and started using again. It's your standard run of the mill whey protein isolate only that it is unflavoured so that you can add it to soups etc without having them taste like vanilla or chocolate. It's manufactured by Nestle Nutrition and one scoop (which I might add is actually rather small at only a 7 g portion) has 6 g of protein and 25 calories.

I'm off to my dinner now and then take the dogs out for some play/exercise time! Spring is starting to arrive here and I'm able to go outside with out my rated to -40 coat/boats and plethora of mittens and toques. A fleece seems to be enough and I have at times even gotten away with shirt sleeves! Shocking I know!

By #1 I mean my first Vlog, it is by no means the #1 Vlog out there!
Now having said that, any feedback is greatly appreciated since its my first one. File size to large/took to long to download, volume, lighting?? Let me know if anything like that needs to be fixed should I continue to do this, which I do have every intention of doing.

I have to admit that whenever I log on to read everyone's blogs I sometime's get really angry. None of you are doing anything or saying anything that a rational mind would get angry at, it's just me. It is also part of the reason I was missing here for a long time.

When you get the band, at least when I did, I had read all of these fantastic stories of people's 100 pound weight loss in the first year and boy was I excited and optimistic! Fast forward a year and well, you know I'm not 100 pounds down no where near that. So that jealous monster in me comes out and for a while I just kind of stopped reading. I didn't want to hear how fantastic you were doing and see how great you looked when in fact I hadn't lost a thing.

I have finally been able to put some perspective to this for myself and rationalize it and not get upset when I don't see the same results. When of my most recent fill appointments helped with this as well. I was expressing to one of the doctors that I was really upset and frustrated and knew that other's who had the surgery at the same clinic were losing weight so what was I doing wrong?? He actually seemed a little shocked at how upset I was and was fairly quick to put me in my place. He said he wasn't surprised that I had lost so "little" so far and still had great hopes for me. He reminded me that there were a few hiccups in the beginning with an un-fill included and that it took some time to get my band at the right volume. He then also pointed out that some of these people I was comparing myself to have maybe lost 100 pounds already but that was just bringing them to my start weight. I hadn't really thought of that before then. My end goal isn't even to lose 100 pounds... at max in the end I would like to lose 90 pounds and that would be on the low end of a healthy weight for me. So really can I expect the same results? My answer: No. Would I like to have lost my 90 pounds by now? Absolutely! Will I still get there? Yes!

It's hard not to compare yourself to your peers. We all want to be "perfect" in whatever way we deem perfect to be. Today I am 30 pounds lighter than I was a year ago. I'm happier and healthier how much more perfect can it get. There will always be things I want to change about myself whether it's weight or the colour of my hair I just have to remind myself that I am perfect for today but there's room to improve myself for tomorrow.
If any of you are computer whiz's of sorts and feel like helping a gal out... I've found this new template that I really like but I hate the title and for whatever reason I can't change the font or anything. I've tried creating my own "graphic" using Paint.NET and... yeah I can't figure it out. No matter what I try setting the background as transparent and such I always end up with a big white box with the text over my pretty template :( Any suggestions?
I just finished reading some of the updates on everyone's blogs and Amy W. had an interesting topic that inspired my post for today. She talked about how she works with the people who actually did her surgery and such.
So while I don't directly work with my surgeon's as the actuall operation is done at a private clinic in the city, both of them happen to conduct their clinical practices at the hospital attached to the research centre I work in. I'm not sure if that makes any sense, the "hospital attached to the research centre". Let me clarify. I work as a lab tech in a research centre. This centre is part of the hospital's foundation but in a separate building and really while it is technically part of the hospital its only in name, it close enough to be connected by tunnels so it's kind of like a campus type deal. Anyways, I remember one incident last summer in particular where I ran into one of my surgeons and boy did it feel awkward. The foundation puts on a big BBQ every summer for the employee's and I met a friend of mine their to pick up our free lunch, she was saving a spot in line for us. And who did she happen to be standing in front of, none other than the cute doctor that did my surgery. It was this whole "Oh Hi Dr. Andrew, nice to see you! Yes you've seen me in all of my naked exposed fat glory... Oh and yes I'm getting in line in front of you to pick up my free hot dog, baked beans, chips, soda and ice cream. Have a fantastic day!" So those weren't the words that actually came out obviously but it sure was what I was thinking. This also happened to be back in June when I had little to no restriction and kind of wanted to ask for a refund because yes I could eat all of that and no I wasn't losing any weight.

The other interesting part for me at work was whether or not I would tell people or not. I just happen to be lucky and work in a lab that researches nutrition mostly. Yup nutrition. I was/am totally the black sheep in the crew. Everyone else are masters or PhD students looking to continue in nutrition who have never struggled with weight and always know exactly what to eat but really don't need to worry about it. Several of them also happen to be registered dietitians. So how do you approach the topic with people when you don't know their opinion's on weight loss surgery? You just say "Screw It! This is my life and I'm gonna do what I think is right for me." Or if my grandmother were still around she would say "If anyone says anything just spit in their eye." So I did tell people, and the reaction was good. Mostly curious, how does it work yadda yadda. A few were actually even kind enough to say "I really don't think you need to do this." I still get lots of questions but I'm not afraid to tell people about it. I've since also gone out for lunch with some friends I hadn't seen in over a year and really wasn't sure whether I would tell them or not. I debated it over in my head and at the last second while we're eating lunch this whole "I have a confession" type explanation to my portion came out.
I do understand why a lot of you decide to keep this private but at the same time you will learn a lot about people and their general acceptance of others by being open about it with them. Cause in reality if they are a good friend they should support you regardless of your decision. They should be proud that you are taking control of your life.

On a completely aside note, a co-worker of mine went to San Francisco for a conference for a week. Some how out of my mouth slipped an agreement to take care of his dog for him while he's away. Can I just say that I love MY dog, and wouldn't trade MY dog for anything in the world. But this, this, thing he dropped off at my house is small almost rodent like gets under your feet to the point where you almost kick it across the room trying to walk and farts. Farts so much! My house stinks! Oh and it's ugly! Yes I'm a fan of larger dogs, I tend to think of the smalls ones as rats since my cat is bigger than them but I can usually see the cute part and set aside my preference! It's not even the "You're so ugly you're cute" deal either :( Oh well. I'm getting paid for this as well so I can really complain when all I've got to do is scoop up some extra kibble and hold a second leash on a walk?!?
Ok, so yes I do realize that my posts despite my best efforts always turn into novel like never ending stories/ramblings. I really need to focus and pick a topic about something I want to get out, put out for discussion and leave the rest for another time.

For today I just want to put out there how great it is for me to read all the blogs of all of these strong women. I kind of look to all of you as role-models and a support system. I don't have any real "close" girlfriends. I've got plenty of friends but no one that I really feel that I can go to and ask/say/do anything without being judged. So in the future I feel like I'm going to be exposing myself a bit and seeking some advice. With everything that has been changing in the last year including my self perception a whole other world is opening up and one I've never been part of before. I'm not sure how much of myself I feel like revealing on the internet today so we're just going to leave it at that. There's new stuff going on and I will need advice, and lots of it.

There's just something I can't talk to my friends about and I'm definitely not going to my mother or my sister-in-law. I just don't feel comfortable nor do I know if they will entirely understand how I'm feeling. I love both of them dearly and they have both been strong role-models for me all my life but things have changed. My Mom was never... feminine I'll say. I can't remember her ever wearing make-up unless you count tinted lip balm. So at a certain point growing up things changed and I didn't go to her anymore, I was ten years old when my eldest brother got married so naturally my sister-in-law came around at a perfect time. She had always been the one to ask about make-up, hair and boys. As comfortable as I was around her and still am they have lived in another province for nearly 6 or 7 years now and while she is still my sister that bond isn't quite the same. My parents are moving to another province this summer as well and I'm a little worried how I will make out on my own completely. I suppose I just have to wait and see and there's no point dwelling in the what if's and might be's right? Ok, I'm off to bed to immerse myself in my latest novel (and not written by myself).
So I thought that I would try doing my posts about the house in installments. That way you don't have to dedicate an entire day to reading about only my house, cause that just might get boring for some of you, or maybe all of you. I also created a new recipe today that I thought was fantastic so I thought that I would also share that with you. So here's my newest band friendly recipe:
Red Pepper Spinach and Feta Quiche (Crustless)
By all means go ahead and make a crust for this if you'd like, I just can't tolerate baked goods so I opt for everything crust/carb free to make life less painfull. I really wanted to include a picture of this but alas my camera is dead and the charger lies somewhere in my unpacked boxes...
What you'll need:
1 red bell pepper sliced, chopped however you want to cut it that's fine
2-3 cups fresh spinach (do yourself a favour and buy the stuff that's already washed and prepped in a bag)
1 tablespoon olive oil
1/2 cup feta cheese
3 eggs
1/3 cup cream or milk
Salt and Pepper
Method: (Preheat oven to 475 degrees Fahrenheit)
1. Heat your olive oil in a skillet. Toss in your red pepper slices and cook about 1 minute until soft.
2. Add spinach to skillet with peppers and saute until wilted and tender, again about 1 minute. Remove from heat and season with salt and pepper.
3. In a bowl whisk together your eggs and cream/milk.
4. Into a casserole dish, pie plate or whatever baking container you have around (you may or may not want to spray this with cooking spray or something mine didn't stick but I can't guarantee yours won't) place peppers and spinach in bottom. Crumble feta over peppers/spinach and pour egg mixture over top.
5. Bake for 15 minutes at 475, reduce temperature to 350 and bake for an additional 10 minutes or until set and golden brown on top.
6. Enjoy! This made for me 4-6 band friendly portions depending on the day.

House Part 1
I haven't quite gotten sick of telling this story yet and it's been 2 months (yikes) since I got possession. So I originally wrote about having bought a house way back in the beginning of November. For reasons I opted for an extremely far away possession date, 90 days to be exact, mostly because my down payment was being gifted to me by my dad <3 and it needed to be in the bank that long blah blah blah. I digress, so about a month after signing I get a call from my lawyer cause she wanted to touch base and get things started well ahead of time to make things easier. In our conversion she made a comment something like "and you know about everything registered against the property..." At that moment I swear my heart skipped a beat, everything??? As far as I knew there wasn't anything registered against the property! Uh oh! Well it turns out the previous owner wasn't exactly truthful shall we say when it came to disclosing everything about the property and failed to mention that she was pending foreclosure, no biggie right?! I don't know if I told you that when I looked at the place she was there and between myself, my best friend and parents we couldn't figure out if she had some personal problems that needed to be dealt with or if there was more of a drug/substance issue that might explain her behaviour. Turns out that almost a month after the papers were signed her bank issued the foreclosure and a judgment was made that gave the bank permission to seize and sell. Uhmm... excuse me I already bought it?? Turns out that this was kind of the least of my worries. It wasn't until I arrived there on Feb 5 did the real fun begin. The whole foreclosure problem of hers really didn't end up effecting me on the end but it was an indication of how the rest of the transition would go.
I will leave you with that omen and will continue later with the rest of the story. This may need to be done in like 10 installments or something, cause I can't just tell a story I have to embellish it and make it ten times longer :P
to update regularly that is. I feel a little more... I don't know optimistic lately though and I think I might actually make a go of this whole blogging deal. It's hard to do something regularly like sharing your progress when you haven't made any :(
Which is what brings me to the good part. My band is finally working for me! For a while I was really regretting my decision and upset that I seemed to be that one in million that the band just doesn't work for. That is no longer the case. When I last updated I was so excited because I finally found my sweet spot, gained restriction and lost five pounds. I had also entered one-derland and was excited to stay there and keep moving towards my goal.
I figured that if I was going to update I had better have a number for you. So a quick jump on the scale tells me that I am currently sitting at 177.5 pounds. Which is a grand total weight loss of 32.5 pounds so far. So in the past three months not only have I been able to maintain my one-derland status I've lost a remarkable 20 pounds, or 1.6 pounds per week. Right on target if you ask me!
My food intolerance's still continue and I find myself unable to eat cuts of meat (ground is ok), pasta, bread/crackers/cakes and the like, potatoes prepared in any way, and... I'm sure there's other things but I'm drawing a blank. I remember reading some of the blogs when I first got the band/considering and not understanding how one day you'd be fine with foods and the next nothing will go through, but now I get it. Whatever is going on in there it's got a temper that may or may not be very similar to my own :)
Just this past week (on April 1st) to be exact I met a friend for lunch at a deli close to work. I knew that I couldn't tolerate past but for whatever reason the pasta salad looked delish so I had to get some to just try. I also got my fall-back never fail cup of soup just in case. I knew that I could have a piece see how it felt and if it was a no go my friend could eat, she also happens to be 7 months preg-o so I couldn't imagine her saying no to food. Anyways, back to my story not only did that first piece of pasta go down just fine the entire plate and the cup of soup made their way through my band without any hesitation. Now I have not been able to tolerate pasta since I first got the band and really why I even dared to test out the theory is beyond me but what I'd really like to know is why did that plate of pasta salad go down when as I type this I just PB'd less than a tablespoon of rice? I just don't get it and maybe I never will but my band is being a bitch today.
I'll leave you all with that and I promise to update soon cause have I ever got some stories about my new house and all of the adventures that seem to come with home ownership.
~ Les