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The Definition Of Hope…

Sometimes I get into a mood where I woe is me way more than my tiny violin can handle. Woing is only helpful if you have someone who doesn’t mind listening to the woing, and since that’s not a thing in anyone’s world and definitely not mine, let’s move on past the woing and onto the doing! I got into one of those moods last night… I blame it on near-midlife crisis or at least that’s what the tiny violin I sat on suggested. I’ve been thinking since (DANGER!!) about why I get up every day and I guess I came to the conclusion that I must have hope that one day something will go my way. I determined that has to be the definition of hope, starting over every day hoping to stumble into that pot o’ gold at the end of the rainbow. I guess hope also comes with the desire to work towards the things you want to be better or else the hopeful feeling would be squashed pretty fast.

I’m a rambler… kind of like Kenny Rogers, except he was a gambler… so basically not at all the same except that me and Kenny rhyme… and if you have no clue what I’m talking about you should be ashamed of yourself and need to immediately buy Kenny Rogers’ greatest hits and get yourself schooled, yo!

To sum it up… get up everyday, start over, work hard, and have hope. I guess if we have that in our lives, we’re pretty much set to do anything.

I needed a swift kick in the butt in the eating department this past week (exercising went well, but you cannot outrun a bad diet), so I found a coupon and I’m going to try a weight loss meal delivery service for a week or two. I cannot afford more than that, but I figure a few weeks would give me a good jump start into better habits and 3 square meals plus 2 snacks per day instead of my usual preference of turning into Bessie the Grazing Cow Family. Y’all stay tuned… I will blog about my experience as soon as my first week gets here in the next few weeks.

Meanwhile, how is everyone else doing? Successes? Things to improve upon? Happy First day of spring y’all! If that doesn’t give you hope, I don’t know what will!



Hello long lost friends! We took a week off. We are back!

Update: I am down 13 pounds and I am 5 pounds away from my goal. Then I will set a new goal for myself. How are you guys doing on yours?

This week I am taking on a 5-day workout challenge that one of those following the blog, Chelsea shared with me. It is on Youtube. The workout is on FitneseBlender and it is the 5 Day Challenge. It is 5 days of workouts that last about 1 hour. I am excited to mix up my workouts. I am getting bored of P90X3. So it is time to have something else to look forward to in the workout arena. It will be challenging and is only 5 days!

SO this week, I would challenge each of you to mix something up in your daily routine for 5 days! Whether it is decrease your carbs, increase protein, add weight lifting whatever it is and give it a shot!

Good luck!

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BoBo found some “dear” friends of his. Get it… deer/dear!? Oh stahp!! BoBo has also been really sick with some yucky stomach bug so send him positive vibes y’all!

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Faith, Hope, Love… Peace…

I’ve never strayed political much, if at all, on my blog. Politics make me cranky and goodness knows there’s enough out there to make me cranky without being in constant political turmoil. I don’t like political parties or politicians because they divide us as a country and as a people. I don’t like feeling the constant anger and intolerance that members of political parties on BOTH sides display toward the other side… and I don’t like the feeling of hatred and disdain being thrown around between the 2 groups. The chasm between the Republican and the Democrat is so large now we’d need 50,000,000,000 Barney the Purple Dinosaurs to form a bridge over to the other side. I also do not mean to stereotype every member of a political party. I do know that there are a choice few out there who are able to have an open mind and an open, compromising heart when in political debate, but finding that person these days is like searching for the magical golden unicorn at the bottom of the Lucky Charms box. (There is one… Tony The Tiger came to me in my dreams and told me that Snap, Crackle, and Pop heard that King Vitamin’s brother, Pillsbury Dough Boy told him that Lucky The Leprechan hid one in there. I rest my case.)

Upon hearing about the deadliest weekend in US history, my first inclination was to be sad to be an American… ANOTHER mass murder… can we not get this thing right, people!? It’s a horror and a tragedy for all of those family and friends who have lost a loved one and it’s a horror and a tragedy that yet again evil seems to have won the day. But, has it? I heard stories this weekend of a selfless brother who risked his own life by throwing his body at the gunman who had just killed his sister, saving the lives of who knows how many others. I heard the story of people banding together to raise funds for the loved ones of those lost, almost 1.5 million dollars within the span of several hours. I witnessed a woman concerned about a feeble, elderly gentleman walking across the street into the Macey’s parking lot, offer to give him a ride. I remembered the countless acts of faith and love shown me throughout my lifetime. I took all of these things in and I knew that good still exists… it’s still more prevelant than the evil lurking in the darkness. We’re still here… and we need to be present and loud with our faith, hope, and love… for peace.

I don’t know much but I do know that hatred begets hatred and love and tolerance begets love and tolerance, and I do know that S’mores, a campfire, and Kumbaya can bring the world together with a song (hey, Burt Bacharach… that’s a hit tune just waiting to be written, y’all). More LOVE, Less Hate. Amen and hallelujah.



Today marks day 29 of being sugar-free… for all intents and purposes 1 month since I last indulged in the granulated white stuff of wonder and merriment (no, not crack cocaine… good laws). This week was a struggle for me. I had some emtional moments and emotional moments call for cookies and chocolate because that’s how I’ve rolled since 1978, give or take 3 years, but I managed to stay sugar-free… and honey-free… and agave-free. My initial goal was 1 month and then I could go back to once a week indulgence or twice on special occasions like National Doughnut Day (Yes, I’m awary that passed, but I was sugar-free so I’m going to need a redo)! That said, I’m not in any hurry to start incorporating it back, so allow me to take it 1 day at a time and see where this thing leads me. Yesterday in my quest to find a sweet, sugar-free treat that might taste better than dried apricot car tires, I came across this SIMPLE as bean turds recipe, and I skeptically made it.


2 small bananas, smashed
1 cup of rolled oats

The end…

Except, you can add in variations. I halved the recipe and in one half I put in a few raisins and cinnamon and the other half a tablespoon or so of almond butter. Mix it together and lump by spoonfull onto a cookie sheet in cookie shapes… bake at 350 degrees for 12 to 15 minutes… eat! The full recipe makes about 12 small cookies and depending on what you’ve decided to put in as a variation (you have no idea how much I wanted to put in chcolate chips… NO IDEA!!!), they come out to around 50 to 60 calories per cookie lump.

Yep… LOVE ‘EM! Of course if you prefer cookies with sugar and a cavity, these most likely won’t be your cup o’ tea. And due to the banana, they don’t store well, but they’re easy to make, so you might as well just make a few a day to keep the doctor away. Yes, please!

BoBo likes them so much he made messes:

Lookit my nerdy BoBo!

And hims new swimmy pool!


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Leaving the Giving Up For the Quitters!

“Quit” is a special word.  It can be both a positive and a negative thing in the same sentence.  It’s a cause for celebration if someone quits smoking or quits doing drugs or quits being an alcoholic, etc., etc., etc., but one becomes a lame loserite if he/she quits on a goal or a simple task.  Let’s take Britney Spears for example.  When she quit singing and took up drugs, the world rejoiced… especially my ears!  I KID… just the part about rejoicing about the drugs… the singing part stands… forever and ever and always!  Girl can’t sing her way out of a paper bag.  But then Britney went and decided to pass on the torch of psycho drug and alcoholism to Lindsay Lohan… and she took up singing again.  I bought me some earplugs and a bottle of Jack Daniels and so far, so good.  KIDDING, family… just about the Jack Daniels part… the earplugs stand… forever and ever and always!

What the heck are you talking about, Whitney!?  MOVE ON!  I’ve quit many things in my life.  Most of them in the negative sort of light.  I quit on college because I couldn’t fit my receptacle in the chairs and desks any longer.  I quit on every weight loss attempt I’d ever made.  I quit the 12-member, audition-only Jazz ensemble because I didn’t think I was a good enough singer (even though they picked me over tens of other auditioners).  I quit caring about myself and my health and whether or not I died.  Basically, I quit on myself.  I was trying to make myself content… content that I would live out the rest of my life with a view from my favorite couch cushion.  Shut up… that’s the end of it… you’ve tried, you’ve failed, there’s no more hope. 

That was the quitter fairy talking.  I am living proof that there is always hope.  No matter how many dagnabbed times you fall down, there’s always a way to climb back up.  The trick is realizing that.  This is not exclusive to weight loss… this goes for any dream, big or small.  If you fall 7 times… you stand up 8… and that qualifies as a success.  Leave the giving up for the quitters!

Question of the Day:  Have you quit something in the past that you wish you hadn’t?  If so, what was it?

Quitters by Collin Raye

Nobody thinks about that stuff.
Like, how tall he might have been, or how fast he could’ve run.
They just stare as he rolls by.
All they see is a helpless kid, with no chance to live a life.
If they only knew . . .

He’s got dreams of breaking ribbons in a hundred yard dash,
Climbing up a snow-capped mountain & planting his flag.
He believes one day he’ll stand up & walk away from that chair.
He’s got faith, he’s got hope, and all his Mama’s prayers.
He’s not jaded or bitter,
He’s gonna leave the giving up

The doctors say no way he’ll walk,
He’s just smiles and says , I’m gonna prove you wrong.
Lots of falls and failed attempts,
His legs keep giving out but his heart ain’t giving in.
What they don’t know is . . .

He’s got dreams of breaking ribbons in a hundred yard dash,
Pushing Earnhardt down the backstretch in a Daytona draft.
He believes one day he’ll stand up & walk away from that chair.
He’s got faith, he’s got hope, and all his Mama’s prayers.
He’s not jaded or bitter,
He’s gonna leave the giving up

He pulls himself up on the bars and takes a long, deep breath,
Lifts his right foot off the mat and with all that he has left
He takes a step, one step ‘

Toward his dreams of breaking ribbons in a hundred yard dash,
Going long for a touchdown with his buddies out back
He believes one day he’ll stand up & walk away from that chair.
He’s got faith, he’s got hope, and all his Mama’s prayers.
He’s not jaded or bitter,
He’s gonna leave the giving up


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Whitney’s Playlist Wednesday – Little Miss…

Yee Haw!!  Today is Playlist Wednesday!  Get out yer iPODS, friends… it’s time to add a new song to the playlist of inspiration!  Today’s choice is more of a warm up/warm down song.  Not much of a let’s beat someone in the head with some padded mittens song, but the lyrics are quite, for the lack of a better word, comforting. 

Not to get all depressing and whiny on Playlist Wednesday (I just realized that my name, Whitney, is almost exactly like the spelling of Whiny… except without a T and an E… Ma… do you have something you need to tell me?)   There were years and years and years when I was stuck in the “depths of despair,” literally depressed because I had no hope for ever getting out of my current situation.  I was going to be living in my cave in the basement until I rotted and the neighbors called animal control to investigate a dead skunk stuck in the storage closet.  I couldn’t see past my world of sitting and working and eating and crying and sleeping.  That was it… I was going to grow old (unless I died early due to an obesity-related medical issue, which to tell you the truth I would have welcomed at certain times) and I was going to be alone… just me and my food friends.  I even went through a phase where I was learning to accept that.  I would always tell myself… this is how your life is going to be… live with it! 

I don’t exactly remember what the turning point was for me getting out of that neverending cycle of despair, but I did!  And as I lost weight and saw success that way, I found hope… and that hope spurred me on until I began to have dreams that I told myself I could maybe accomplish one day… they weren’t just dreams for the sake of being dreams… they could become reality!!

I was out walking this past October with a brand shiny new album from Sugarland to listen to for the first time.  I love me some Sugarland… you noncountry fans need to reassess your life values, because Sugarland ROCKS… and they are pretty awesome LIVE too!  I was walking and listening to my brand new shiny album when the following song came on.  About halfway through the song I had to stop because the tears were obstructing my view (my grief… it sounds like all I do is walk, cry, and box!)… this was my story and you know what… it will be ALRIGHT! 

“Little Miss” by Sugarland (Jennifer Nettles GIRL POWER!)

Little Miss do your best,
Little Miss never rest,
Little Miss, be my guest, I’ll make more anytime that it runs out

Little Miss you’ll go far,
Little Miss hide your scars,
Little Miss who you are is so much more than you like to talk about

It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright,
Yeah, sometimes ya gotta lose ’til ya win,
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright,
It’ll be alright again, it’ll be alright again,
I’m okay, It’ll be alright again, I’m okay, It’ll be alright again, I’m okay

Hold on, hold on, you are loved…

Looks like this song is copyrighted so none of the videos will embed here, so you will have to follow the link to YouTube to listen to the song and read the rest of the lyrics there… personally, I think it’s worth it… because you are worth it!

Why, yes... I did dangerously stop in the middle of this one-way curvy road so I could take this picture out of my car window... why do you ask?


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