February 2009 Archives

It's been 24 hours since I last had a soda.

I am dying for one.

Just a sip.

Just a taste.

I want the cool, refreshing taste of a Pepsi. It is my favorite soda and comfort. It's my personal reward for any and everything.

Had a good day? Have a Pepsi.

Worked out like I was supposed to? Have a Pepsi.

Went to the evil grocery store? Have a Pepsi.

It's Monday? Have a Pepsi.

No more.

The soda is one of the things making me fat. So, I had to let it go.

It is not easy. I miss it already.

But I am sticking to this. I have a goal. I have discipline.

And lots of iced tea.

(P.S. - I'm doing the spring "Biggest Loser," 12-week challenge. Stay tuned.)

Is it just me,or is saying that you're going to do something almost certainly means you won't?

I was thinking about this because of all the conversations I've had and been part of that included the fatal "going to."

You tell a friend, "I'm going to start going to the gym more."

It sounds really good. I think it makes you sound like you really are going to do it.

But we all know it leaves you lots of wiggle room NOT to do it.

I sometimes wonder if we say stuff like this to people knowing good and darn well we aren't planning on doing anything.

I'm going to. . .buy groceries, learn a new language, be a better friend, clean out the garage, work longer hours, eat less carbs. . . whatever it is, this phrase helps us impress people - but doesn't hold us to actually doing it.

We should. We know we need to.

But we don't.

My point?

I'm been telling folks how I was "going to" do lots of stuff to get back on track with my weight loss.

I've said I'm going to. . .

work out more

eat less

be a better gym buddy

cut out sodas

actually go to the gym

eat out less

eat healthier

go to the grocery store. . .

How many things have I done on this list?

Uh. . .

Well. .. .

One.

I went to the grocery store yesterday, after about three weeks of stalling and eating out for almost every meal. I couldn't really afford it, but I used my would-be grocery money to eat out and avoid shopping.

Sad, huh?

That's it. I'm really going to do more. Really.

I'm serious.

Does anyone else struggle with this one?

Hello?

Bueller? Bueller? (80s movie reference. . . )

It's official.

Nicole Richie and her rocker beau Joel Madden are expecting their second child.

Yay!

Their daughter, Harlow, is 1. She's so cute. She's one of my favorite celebtots, mainly because she's just so freakin' cute.

The couple celebrated their new baby, and announced it after the Oscars. They are excited about a new addition to their family.

Maybe now Nicole will marry Joel. . .he's been hinting at since right after the birth of the couple's first child.

Nicole's baby is due sometime in the summer.

It will, however, be nice to see the child gain some weight. She is soooo thin!

I know. I'm behind the curve on this one.

Here's a pretty good round-up of the worst Oscar fashion. I really love the letter from Sharon Stone's nipples to her.

Awesome.

Kate Winslet's dress wasn't bad, but her own daughter hated it.

The divas at OMG! also didn't like Winslet's dress.

To view dresses and styles from the Oscars - without judgement - you can look at this Access Hollywood gallery.

A lot of the fashionistas also hated Beyonce's dress. Here it is on the Entertainment Weekly best/worst list.

And the worst of all time - and the best - can be found here in another www.ew.com list.

I have really tried not to leave this one alone. I can't.

What is up with the crazy Octomom?

You know, Nadya Suleman, who was the first to give birth to the longest-surviving set of octuplets.

She is basically homeless, unemployed and had six kids BEFORE the eight new babies were born, for a whopping total of 14 children, all under the age of 11!

To add insult to injury - this woman is asking for donations online!

It's like these babies are some publicity stunt for her and the specialist who helped her have them. They are babies, you moron, not little cash cows!

Ok, perhaps I'm being ugly about things. I'm not a mom. I'm a devoted and doting aunt to three beautiful kids, Godmother to one and a general "mama bear"-type when it comes to protecting those I care about.

I would, however, hope that if I become a mother, and mom to more than one child that I would first have the means to support them.

And not have what appears to be a plastic surgery addiction.

At first, I was willing to give her a break. It's not easy being a single mother. Hell, sometimes it's not easy being a mom when you have help from a partner or husband.

But then more and more details came out about her life and the conditions her children live in.

It's not right.

What would possess her to have eight more babies when she is barely caring for the ones she has?

Should people help her? My concern would be that the donations would not be used properly and may end up being used to remove the lines from her forehead or lift up her breasts.

Any thoughts?

Officials at the L.A. Police Department are trying to figure out who leaked photos that allegedly show Rihanna.

The gossip Web site, www.tmz.com, posted the photo Thursday night.

That is sooooo not cool. I know people are curious, but abuse victims usually are afforded some privacy, and photos of their bruised and beaten faces are not used in publications.

Most legitimate news organizations, mine included, would probably opt not to show the photos. I understand Rihanna is a star, but I just think it's in poor taste. My fellow blogger, and resident cool entertainment diva, Erin, takes publications who are now using the photo to task in this blog post.

And because Rihanna is a star, this photo is everywhere now. I feel for her.

Here's the story on the photo from the Associated Press.

Again, not cool. Not cool at all.

Tiger Woods and his wife released photos of their new baby.

He is sooooo cute!

In these photos, the family is shown with the new baby, Charlie.

These photos are cute, but the ones here show more of the family.

Sam is really adorable too.

(Catty part coming. Stop here if you do not want to read more. . .)

Tiger's wife looks kind of goofy. Perhaps they got her at a bad angle.

This is how I feel when someone suggests I have a "shopping" problem:

Ok, maybe not that wacky, but close.

This woman is very upset (understatement) about missing her flight.

According to this story from Reuters, the middle-aged woman was seen charging at a security guard at the departure gate, before screaming "aieyyahhhhh," at the top of her lungs in a rant that lasts about three minutes.

Awesome.

Talk about a public meltdown.

This would be a publicist's nightmare. Poor lady.

She's funny.

My new fav movie: "Confessions of a Shopaholic."

I went to see it this weekend with my shopping buddy, Nikki. We were so excited about it.

And Isla Fisher did not disappoint. She was awesome.

Like the rest of us, she enjoys fashion.

Ok, she REALLY enjoys fashion. So much so that she put her self in thousands of dollars in debt to have really cute outfits.

And she did have some super-cute clothes.

She could've been singing my song, or the song of any woman who uses shopping to soothe her troubled soul.

Who hasn't been out for a little "shopping therapy?"

Sometimes, a new pair of shoes can brighten even the darkest of days.

Such is the movie's main character's, Rebecca Bloomwood's, problem. Even when the sun is shining, she shops. When it rains - she shops. When it's cold outside. .. well, you get the idea.

Fisher is great at showing us shopping to the extreme, and it's a journey you can enjoy, especially if you've ever been there.

I haven't done this in a long time, but it needs to be done.

Guess what time it is?

That's right - It's peanut butter/jelly time!

I have failed you.

My name is Michele, and I am a fashion victim.

As your blogger and resident pleasantly-plump person, I cannot in good faith ridicule the bad fashion choices of others without pointing out my own missteps.

At my fashion heights, I worked at a cool clothing shop for plus-sized women, had a closet of stylish clothes, matching shoes and great accessories.

Roughly a year later, I'm showing up for work in wringled jeans and a baseball cap at least once a week.

It is a sad state of affairs. Where did I go wrong?

Yesterday, I made an awful outfit choice. Very bad. In my defense, it felt really good when I put it on.

It was really comfortable.

I know, that's no excuse for bad fashion.

While searching for Grammy fashion flubs to criticize this morning, I found this AP photo of nine-months pregnant rapper M.I. A.

The Associated Press caption: "M.I.A. poses for a photograph backstage at the 51st Annual Grammy Awards on Sunday, Feb. 8, 2009, in Los Angeles."

Wow.

That's about all I can say. I sent the photo around to my co-workers, who had the following caption suggestions:

Education reporter Nikki: "Rapper M.I.A. is nominated for the best performance by a nine-month preggers rapper wearing a Halloween costume."

"British singer M.I.A. is large and in charge at the 51st Grammy Awards," said our Entertainment reporter, Erin.

She added, "Girlfriend is nine months pregnant and can hold her own with the likes of T.I., Lil Wayne, Kanye and Jay-Z. Loves it!"

Assistant features editor, Sue, gave us a good one, "Pop sensation M.I.A. shows off her humble roots by taking advantage of the chiffon and polka-dot cotton sale in the fabric department of the local Wal-Mart."

And from our Web/Weekly goddess, Joan: Rap sensation M.I.A. shows her fashion sense is M.I.A.

Sharing my sentiments, Day Metro Editor Amy said about the photo, "I got nothing. I'm still speechless."

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I guess this is more proof that I'm getting old, because I didn't know who the heck this woman is, or why she would be at the Grammys.

However, that's not saying much. I didn't know a lot of the acts at the Grammys, not just the fashion-challenged ones.

Since we're all about democracy here (unless I don't like you), let's put it out to a vote. Let me know what you think of this outfit.

Before I can give you the dish on Grammy fashion, we've got to address some other business going on.

The big gossip o' the day is what is going on with Chris Brown?

The super-cute Wrigley's gum spokesman, singer and boy-toy of Rihanna is in hot water over allegations that he assaulted a woman during a domestic dispute.

Who that woman is remains a mystery, and some wonder if it's his lady love, Rihanna.

Both stars were a no-show at last night's Grammys, and Rihanna's folks won't say why she didn't make the broadcast.

In all fairness, if my man was in some legal trouble, I might not make an appearance, either.

Our Entertainment writer/blogger and all-around cool person, Erin, give us her two cents on it, in this blog post.

Thank goodness Jennifer Hudson was around. She saved the day with a performance, taking Rihanna's place on stage. She rocked, it, too.

Jessica Simpson can't get a hit song on the charts, but she can't stay out of the tabloids, either.

This time, bloggers and people in general are picking on her because of these photo of her onstage, and saying that she's gained weight.

The tabloids went crazy, with her on the cover of the three big ones, defending her weight.

Those "mom" high-waisted jeans and belt are an unfortunate fashion choice, but I don't know if I'd go as far as to call her fat.

Her family blames Jessica's stylist, and a bad camera angle.

They are, apparently, hopping mad, and have pulled out the big guns - the lawyers.

I can't see it. Jessica looks curvy, but I don't know that she can join the ranks of us big girls. I think she looks fine, but she really should avoid those high-waisted pants.

What do you think?

See, everyone thought I was crazy in my cabin-fever related blog post about surviving a zombie attack.

Perhaps I had watched one too many zombie flicks while at home on bed rest.

Well, it appears that the zombie apocalypse I wrote about is upon us. The zombies are here!!!

Ok, it really hasn't happened, but some pranksters changed those annoying road signs to say things like "ZOMBIES AHEAD," and "RAPTORS AHEAD," in at least three states. One of my office mates, Jennifer, also said she saw a sign right here in York County that warned drivers about zombie danger.

Awesome. Here's the story on it.

In the meantime, you can brush up with this classic blog post on whether or not one could survive a zombie attack.

The hackers who did this totally rock.

Hi everybody.

I'm Ok, and I'm alive.

I've got a really, really bad cold, so I'm at home. Still sad over mom, but that is to be expected.

Just trying to eat better and get back to the gym, which also helps with the grief. So, life is not too bad. I just sound like I'm whispering because I lost my voice with this cold.

But, since you're here, I thought I'd give you something to waste your time with at work today.

In my most reliable source for celebrity gossip, Us Weekly, I found this site, www.fantasyjewelrybox.com.

Love it.

It has all kinds of things, like a cheaper copy of those super-fly earrings you saw some star wearing on the red carpet.

It even has stuff on sale at prices normal (read: poor) folks like us would actually pay.

Take a gander at it. Let me know if you pick up anything cool.