Oh boy have I been busy the past couple of weeks! My husband took a week off from work, which ended up turning into two weeks because our three day painting and redecorating job actually took us twelve days. Yikes!
I’ve posted all about the daunting task on my Crazy Woman blog, complete with before and after pics, as well as the most horrendous photos of me that only a true crazy woman would ever post of herself. Tsk…I’m still amazed that I posted those eyesore photos, but I did.
Ahhh…this winter, when it’s dark, gloomy and rainy here in Portland, I’ll be basking in the sunshiny pale butter-yellow walls with snow white trim of my newly redecorated office. Life is good.
You can find out more on my The Crazy Woman Inside Me blog.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
What’s Red and White and Makes Daisy Shudder?
I’ve posted a cringe-worthy new tale of gag-reflexology (not sure, but I think I just coined a cool new term--LOL) on my crazy woman blog.
You see, I came across a plastic bag full of Weight Watchers-related stuff like point calculators, booklets, my weight records and my food journals from the last time I attended WW a couple of years ago. One section of my journal detailed my strict adherence to the program through the holiday season from Halloween through the new year. And there, adorned with my grisly red-ink doodling of dripping blood and screaming faces, was the page I’d written about…(*drum roll*)…The Beef Fat Incident. As I read my notes, my thoughts were immediately hurled back to my childhood where my sorrowful history with beef first started…
Oh it’s a memorable story indeed (if I do say so myself)! If you’d like to find out what happened, pop over to my latest post, “The Beef Fat Incident (Oh the Horror, the Horror!)” on The Crazy Woman Inside Me blog.
You see, I came across a plastic bag full of Weight Watchers-related stuff like point calculators, booklets, my weight records and my food journals from the last time I attended WW a couple of years ago. One section of my journal detailed my strict adherence to the program through the holiday season from Halloween through the new year. And there, adorned with my grisly red-ink doodling of dripping blood and screaming faces, was the page I’d written about…(*drum roll*)…The Beef Fat Incident. As I read my notes, my thoughts were immediately hurled back to my childhood where my sorrowful history with beef first started…
Oh it’s a memorable story indeed (if I do say so myself)! If you’d like to find out what happened, pop over to my latest post, “The Beef Fat Incident (Oh the Horror, the Horror!)” on The Crazy Woman Inside Me blog.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Not Dead, Hopefully Not Forgotten
Oh dear, I’ve been AWOL here for a while, haven’t I? Sorry. Just wanted to let you all know I’m still alive and kicking and I sure hope you haven’t forgotten me!
I have been quite active online, actually, with my personal blog The Crazy Woman Inside Me and my personal Twitter account at http://twitter.com/MyCrazyWoman. There’s a good reason why I’ve been focusing most of my attention there instead of here lately--because I’m in the vitally important process of transforming my health and my life, little by little, one step at a time.
I’ve blogged here so many times about my endless diets and diet disasters that I’m sure it comes as no surprise that I’m a yoyo dieter, compulsive overeater, battle food addictions and am just a plain old foodaholic and chocoholic. But something I don’t blog about as “Daisy” is the very serious health crisis and struggle I’ve been dealing with for years. It caught up to me last year and I was faced with a life-altering decision.
You can learn about it in the new ”A Single Defining Moment that Changed Susan's Life” post on my personal blog.
If you’re having a difficult time with diet, food compulsion, facing a serious health issue, or just having a hard time with life in general, I encourage you to read this post. I do believe it will inspire you, at least that’s my hope. If you like the post, please leave a comment there or here to let me know.
Many thanks,
--Daisy
I have been quite active online, actually, with my personal blog The Crazy Woman Inside Me and my personal Twitter account at http://twitter.com/MyCrazyWoman. There’s a good reason why I’ve been focusing most of my attention there instead of here lately--because I’m in the vitally important process of transforming my health and my life, little by little, one step at a time.
I’ve blogged here so many times about my endless diets and diet disasters that I’m sure it comes as no surprise that I’m a yoyo dieter, compulsive overeater, battle food addictions and am just a plain old foodaholic and chocoholic. But something I don’t blog about as “Daisy” is the very serious health crisis and struggle I’ve been dealing with for years. It caught up to me last year and I was faced with a life-altering decision.
You can learn about it in the new ”A Single Defining Moment that Changed Susan's Life” post on my personal blog.
If you’re having a difficult time with diet, food compulsion, facing a serious health issue, or just having a hard time with life in general, I encourage you to read this post. I do believe it will inspire you, at least that’s my hope. If you like the post, please leave a comment there or here to let me know.
Many thanks,
--Daisy
Friday, April 24, 2009
Can You See Me Now?
I found this wonderful video and had to share it with you. A lot of work went into creating this fabulous trick. Here's what's going on--the mirror in a women's public restroom was replaced with a plain sheet of non-mirrored glass. Then a set of identical twins took their positions in identical rooms opposite each other.
Watch what happens when none of the women in the restroom can see themselves in the mirror. Very funny! The video isn't in English (I think it's German) but no language is necessary, believe me.
(If you can't see the embedded video above, you can view it on YouTube here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bG1-nehyQYg&feature=player_embedded)
This week on my crazy woman blog you'll find a post titled Caught Red-Handed by the Diet Police! Or, perhaps it should be called Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire. :-0 This is a cringe-worthy post from my alter ego that I'm sure most yoyo dieters will be able to relate to quite well!
Watch what happens when none of the women in the restroom can see themselves in the mirror. Very funny! The video isn't in English (I think it's German) but no language is necessary, believe me.
(If you can't see the embedded video above, you can view it on YouTube here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bG1-nehyQYg&feature=player_embedded)
This week on my crazy woman blog you'll find a post titled Caught Red-Handed by the Diet Police! Or, perhaps it should be called Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire. :-0 This is a cringe-worthy post from my alter ego that I'm sure most yoyo dieters will be able to relate to quite well!
Friday, April 17, 2009
How is it Possible to be Organized and Disorganized at the Same Time?
I'm no Suzy Homemaker. I'm about as far removed from being a domestic goddess type as one can possibly get. However, since I'm married to Mr. Clean, a man who actually likes to clean, my house looks pretty darn good.
That's not to say I'm completely without any talent in the domestic realm. I'm a great, intuitive cook. I'm simply sensational with interior design. I'm amazing at creating an array of imaginative artwork for my home. And I even do dishes. Aside from that, I'm a lazy, lousy, disorganized, disinterested housekeeper and a struggling-to-reform packrat.
My desk is full of stacks of paper that my husband is just itching to toss so he can make a nicer, cleaner working environment for me. I tried to explain to him that I like my haphazard home office. Those stacks of papers with their meaningless scribbles that mean nothing to me now somehow give me a warm, safe sense of comfort. Mr. Clean thinks that's crazy. I don't dispute that. It's just how I am.
Mike and I have discussed the merits of organization and how it makes life easier (his philosophy, not mine). I've always been spontaneous, while he's a methodical planner. As they say, opposites attract.
But you know what? I'm not nearly as organized as I thought I was (or as my husband thinks I am).
I discovered that when I created another blog recently (The Crazy Woman Inside Me). Since it's a personal blog about my decades of dieting and my quest to lose the weight once and for all and keep it off forever, I'm writing it under my real name. My inner crazy woman also has a Facebook page, a website and she Twitters, just like Daisy. Between my real name and my penname, that's a lot of stuff to monitor and keep track of.
Interestingly enough, as I worked on creating the graphics (I do all my own) and the web design (I'm my own web mistress) and profile information and all the rest, it dawned on me that the folders and subfolders on my computer are perfectly, precisely neat and exceedingly organized. Why, they're almost downright geek-like in their systematized structure.
And so today here I sit at my messy desk, an anomaly, wondering just what in the hell all of this says about my mental state.
On second thought…I don't think I really want to know! :-0
~~~~~
Speaking of my alter ego's blog, today's post there is titled A Wicked Pre-Diet Chocolate Binge and Weight Loss Fantasies. It's revealing and funny. Stop by and say hello!
That's not to say I'm completely without any talent in the domestic realm. I'm a great, intuitive cook. I'm simply sensational with interior design. I'm amazing at creating an array of imaginative artwork for my home. And I even do dishes. Aside from that, I'm a lazy, lousy, disorganized, disinterested housekeeper and a struggling-to-reform packrat.
My desk is full of stacks of paper that my husband is just itching to toss so he can make a nicer, cleaner working environment for me. I tried to explain to him that I like my haphazard home office. Those stacks of papers with their meaningless scribbles that mean nothing to me now somehow give me a warm, safe sense of comfort. Mr. Clean thinks that's crazy. I don't dispute that. It's just how I am.
Mike and I have discussed the merits of organization and how it makes life easier (his philosophy, not mine). I've always been spontaneous, while he's a methodical planner. As they say, opposites attract.
But you know what? I'm not nearly as organized as I thought I was (or as my husband thinks I am).
I discovered that when I created another blog recently (The Crazy Woman Inside Me). Since it's a personal blog about my decades of dieting and my quest to lose the weight once and for all and keep it off forever, I'm writing it under my real name. My inner crazy woman also has a Facebook page, a website and she Twitters, just like Daisy. Between my real name and my penname, that's a lot of stuff to monitor and keep track of.
Interestingly enough, as I worked on creating the graphics (I do all my own) and the web design (I'm my own web mistress) and profile information and all the rest, it dawned on me that the folders and subfolders on my computer are perfectly, precisely neat and exceedingly organized. Why, they're almost downright geek-like in their systematized structure.
And so today here I sit at my messy desk, an anomaly, wondering just what in the hell all of this says about my mental state.
On second thought…I don't think I really want to know! :-0
Speaking of my alter ego's blog, today's post there is titled A Wicked Pre-Diet Chocolate Binge and Weight Loss Fantasies. It's revealing and funny. Stop by and say hello!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Failing at Maintaining a Flawless Image
Do you ever find yourself getting depressed after looking at those gorgeous models, actresses or celebrities on magazine covers, or perhaps the sexy models in catalogs like Victoria's Secret? I imagine most of us normal, average women have at one point or another.
It's tough to be bombarded with all those perfect, flawless women with the long, slender thighs we wish we had, the itty-bitty waists we'd kill for, the long, graceful necks and perfectly sculpted cheekbones, etc. We look at them and then we look at ourselves and then we do what any rational, normal woman would do under the circumstances--we head for the freezer for a pint of ice cream. The perfect tranquilizer.
But you know what? Those seemingly faultless, ideal, ever-so-perfect women in those photo shoots aren't really what they appear to be at all. They've been Photoshopped!
I really enjoy following the Photoshop Disasters: http://photoshopdisasters.blogspot.com/ blog. They post published magazine and catalog photos people send in that have been botched. Most of the errors are pretty easy to spot but sometimes they're more difficult.
The careless graphic artists who manipulated the photographs give all of us normal women with average bodies a special peak into how imperfect models suddenly become flawless in those magazine shoots. Some of the mistakes they make while altering the images are seriously laughable. And the fact that the photos were published that way means there are plenty of people not doing their jobs right. You'll see what I mean after you scroll through a few pages of the photos posted in the Photoshop Disasters blog.
It's a crime the way average women strive to attain impossible silhouettes. Maybe if more women saw how those “perfect” women on magazine covers are really created, we'd all feel better about ourselves and our normal, non-perfect, womanly bodies.
~~~~~
Speaking of non-perfect bodies, I just posted a new article on my alter ego's blog, The Crazy Woman Inside Me. It's called The Diet Susan is on and Why She Chose it. I talk about things that I rarely discuss here, like the AS (ankylosing spondylitis), my autoimmune condition, and how it's changed my life. Stop by and say hello!
It's tough to be bombarded with all those perfect, flawless women with the long, slender thighs we wish we had, the itty-bitty waists we'd kill for, the long, graceful necks and perfectly sculpted cheekbones, etc. We look at them and then we look at ourselves and then we do what any rational, normal woman would do under the circumstances--we head for the freezer for a pint of ice cream. The perfect tranquilizer.
But you know what? Those seemingly faultless, ideal, ever-so-perfect women in those photo shoots aren't really what they appear to be at all. They've been Photoshopped!
I really enjoy following the Photoshop Disasters: http://photoshopdisasters.blogspot.com/ blog. They post published magazine and catalog photos people send in that have been botched. Most of the errors are pretty easy to spot but sometimes they're more difficult.
The careless graphic artists who manipulated the photographs give all of us normal women with average bodies a special peak into how imperfect models suddenly become flawless in those magazine shoots. Some of the mistakes they make while altering the images are seriously laughable. And the fact that the photos were published that way means there are plenty of people not doing their jobs right. You'll see what I mean after you scroll through a few pages of the photos posted in the Photoshop Disasters blog.
It's a crime the way average women strive to attain impossible silhouettes. Maybe if more women saw how those “perfect” women on magazine covers are really created, we'd all feel better about ourselves and our normal, non-perfect, womanly bodies.
Speaking of non-perfect bodies, I just posted a new article on my alter ego's blog, The Crazy Woman Inside Me. It's called The Diet Susan is on and Why She Chose it. I talk about things that I rarely discuss here, like the AS (ankylosing spondylitis), my autoimmune condition, and how it's changed my life. Stop by and say hello!
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
The Crazy Woman Inside Me
The Crazy Woman Inside Me
My final diet, the diet to end all diets, started Thursday, April 2. I’m on a medically supervised fast. That means I’ll eat no solid food for six months. I’ve done it before. It works. What didn’t work was me, because I thought I was too smart to bother with the maintenance program. *sigh*
Anyway, while preparing for the fast, I decided my journey to a lean, fit, healthy body would be much easier if I blogged about it and connected with other dieters. But I wanted to blog about it as the real me.
So, dear readers, allow me to introduce myself. The real Daisy Dexter Dobbs is Susan Bodendorfer, and my brand new blog is called The Crazy Woman Inside Me! The subtitle is: Help! There’s a Crazy Woman Inside me who Wants me FAT!
If you're a yoyo dieter or foodaholic, you’ll definitely be able to relate. I hope you’ll come visit me there and say hello (and get to know Daisy’s alter ego)! The Crazy Woman Inside Me: http://thecrazywomaninsideme.blogspot.com/
Wish me (and the crazy woman inside me) luck!
--Daisy/Susan
UPDATE: I’ve had some emails from readers who were worried about me drinking nothing but water for 6 months, so I wanted to clarify what I mean by medically supervised fast. Don’t worry—I’m not that crazy. LOL I’m using HMR and Optifast, which are protein supplements, and taking in between 800-1000 calories per day.
My final diet, the diet to end all diets, started Thursday, April 2. I’m on a medically supervised fast. That means I’ll eat no solid food for six months. I’ve done it before. It works. What didn’t work was me, because I thought I was too smart to bother with the maintenance program. *sigh*
Anyway, while preparing for the fast, I decided my journey to a lean, fit, healthy body would be much easier if I blogged about it and connected with other dieters. But I wanted to blog about it as the real me.
So, dear readers, allow me to introduce myself. The real Daisy Dexter Dobbs is Susan Bodendorfer, and my brand new blog is called The Crazy Woman Inside Me! The subtitle is: Help! There’s a Crazy Woman Inside me who Wants me FAT!
If you're a yoyo dieter or foodaholic, you’ll definitely be able to relate. I hope you’ll come visit me there and say hello (and get to know Daisy’s alter ego)! The Crazy Woman Inside Me: http://thecrazywomaninsideme.blogspot.com/
Wish me (and the crazy woman inside me) luck!
--Daisy/Susan
UPDATE: I’ve had some emails from readers who were worried about me drinking nothing but water for 6 months, so I wanted to clarify what I mean by medically supervised fast. Don’t worry—I’m not that crazy. LOL I’m using HMR and Optifast, which are protein supplements, and taking in between 800-1000 calories per day.
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