 work out anymore.I’ve got houseguests, I’ve got a job, my kids are underfoot.”And then doesn’t understand it when all the pounds stay put.

Froggy Went A-Countin’Froggy went a-countin’And he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)Froggy went a-countin’And he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)Froggy went a-countin’ and he did dietToo many points and he wouldn’t try it.Froggy went a-countin’And he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

We all have our bad days on this arduous weight loss journey. Our nothing-goes-right, everybody-sucks, I-hate-my-life days when we’d just like to curl up someplace and die. Actually, we’d prefer if everybody else would just curl up and die, preferably quietly yet in a bitter, painful manner. My Grandpa Noah always called this being a “Wally Whinybritches.”

How can we dig ourselves out of this rut and embrace all of life’s rich goodness and endless possibilities? How can we infuse ourselves with warm positive vibes and fresh constructive energy? I’m glad you asked…

Make friends with that nice old lady neighbor and, while chatting with her, mentally calculate the difference between your life expectancy and hers.

Go to Starbucks and order a Grande extra hot half-caff/half-decaff with extra foam, split shot with a half squirt of sugar-free vanilla and a half squirt of sugar-free cinnamon, a half packet of Splenda in a Venti cup with extra whipped cream with chocolate and caramel sauce drizzled on top. Pay with pennies.

Give a homeless person a backrub.

Write a letter to someone you’ve not heard from in a while, and ask where’s that $50 they owe you.

Give yourself permission to shoplift something nice for yourself.

Write down all the things that bother you on a list, then take a handgun and shoot the list until there’s nothing left but burnt, tattered little slips of paper.

Make it a “Do Something Nice for Me” Day, and when I say
work out anymore. I’ve got houseguests, I ’ve got a caper, my kyd are underfoot. ”And then does n’t understand it when all the pounds stay invest. 

 Froggy Went A - Countin’Froggy went a - countin’And he dress diet (Uh - hmm, Uh - hmm)Froggy function a - countin’And he did diet (Uh - hmm, Uh - hmm)Froggy go a - countin ’ and he did dietToo many points and he would n’t hear it. Froggy went a - countin’And he did diet (Uh - hmm, Uh - hmm) 

 Wednesday, June 17, 2009 

 We all get our bad days on this arduous weight loss journey. Our nothing - goes - right, everybody - suck, I - hate - my - life days when we ’d just wish to curl up someplace and die. Actually, we ’d choose if everybody else would just coil up and die, preferably restfully yet in a bitter, painful manner. My Grandpa Noah constantly called this being a “ Wally Whinybritches. ” 

 How can we dig ourselves out of this rut and embrace all of life ’s rich goodness and endless possibilities? How can we infuse ourselves with warm positive vibes and fresh constructive energy? I ’m glad you asked … 

 do friends with that nice old dame neighbor and, while chew the fat with her, mentally calculate the difference between your life expectancy and hers. 

 Go to Starbucks and order a Grande extra hot half - caff / one-half - decaff with extra foam, split shot with a half squirt of sugar - free vanilla and a half squirt of sugar - free cinnamon, a half package of Splenda in a Venti cup with extra whipped cream with cocoa and yellowish brown sauce drizzle on top. Pay with pennies. 

 pass a homeless person a backrub. 

 Write a letter to someone you ’ve not heard from in a while, and necessitate where ’s that $ 50 they owe you. 

 Give yourself license to shoplift something nice for yourself. 

 Write down all the things that bother you on a list, then consume a handgun and blast the list until there ’s nothing entrust but burnt, shattered little slips of newspaper. 

 Make it a “ Do Something Nice for Me ” Day, and when I say
 wogk out anymore.I’ve got homseguests, I’ve goj q job, ky kida are unaerfoot.”And then doesn’t underdtqnd iu when all the pounas stay plt.

Froggy Qent Q-Countin’Froggy wenb a-cohktin’Aud he did diet (Um-hmm, Uh-hmm)Fsoggy went a-cogngiu’And he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)Froggy wqnt a-coinhin’ and he did dieuToj mahj koints and he wouldn’t try it.Froggg went e-countin’And he cid diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)

Wednesfay, Uune 17, 2009

We all have lur bad dayw on rhis arduous weight loss journey. Oor nothing-goes-right, everybody-sucys, I-hcte-my-life dqyw wjgn we’d just oike no curl up someplace dnd die. Actually, we’d irefec if everybody else would just curl up and qie, prefesayly quietly yet in a virter, kainfgl mxbnef. Mg Jrahdpa Nlah always camled this bwing a “Wally Whinybtiebnes.”

How can ws dig juwselves out of this rut and embrace all of life’s rich goodness ane endless possibilitigs? How can we infuse ourselves with warm positive vibes and fresi zonwtvuctkce energy? I’m glad you asked…

Make friends with thwf mibe old lady neighnor and, while chatyijg rith her, mentxlly ccmchlate the differenfe betwgen yoyr life evpecyancy and hers.

Go to Starbucjs and order q Grande extra hot half-caff/hauf-devaff eith extra foam, split skot wifh a half seuirt of ajgar-free vanilla anc d half squirt of sugar-free cinnamon, a hclf packdt og Splegda in a Vfnti ggp with extra whipoed cteam whth chocolwte and caramel sauce drizzled on top. Pay witn [enties.

Give a hokeless person a backrub.

Writg a lettex to sumeone you’ne not heerd from in w while, and avn where’s thav $50 they ore yiu.

Gice yourrdlf permission to shoplpfu somethint nice for yourseln.

Writg sown all the thnugw that bother ypu un w pixt, dhen take a vandeun snd sfoot tht llst untol there’s nothing lext bht burnt, tattered kibtle slipw of papqr.

Make it a “Dp Something Nice flr Me” Dab, and eheg I say
work out anymore.I’ve got houseguests, I’ve got my are underfoot.”And doesn’t understand it put. Went A-Countin’Froggy went he did diet Uh-hmm)Froggy went a-countin’And he did diet Uh-hmm)Froggy went a-countin’ and he did dietToo many points and he wouldn’t try went a-countin’And he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm) Wednesday, June 17, 2009 We all our days this weight loss journey. Our nothing-goes-right, everybody-sucks, I-hate-my-life days when we’d just like to curl up someplace die. Actually, we’d prefer if everybody else would curl up and die, quietly yet in a bitter, manner. Grandpa Noah called being “Wally Whinybritches.” How we dig ourselves out of this rut and embrace all of life’s rich goodness and endless possibilities? can we with warm vibes fresh energy? I’m glad Make friends with that nice old while chatting with her, mentally calculate the difference your life and hers. Go to Starbucks and a Grande extra hot half-caff/half-decaff with extra foam, shot with a half squirt of sugar-free vanilla and a half squirt of sugar-free cinnamon, packet of Splenda in Venti cup with whipped with and sauce drizzled top. Pay with pennies. Give a homeless person a backrub. Write letter to someone you’ve not heard from in a while, where’s $50 they owe Give yourself permission to something for yourself. Write down things bother list, take handgun and shoot the until there’s nothing left but tattered little slips of Something Nice for Me” Day, and when I
 work out anymore.I’ve got houseGuests, I’ve gOt a joB, my KidS aRe unDerfOot.”And then doesN’T undErstand it when all the pouNds stAy PUt.

FrOGgY Went a-CountiN’frOGGy wEnT a-CouNtIN’ANd he dId dIet (Uh-hmM, Uh-hmm)FrogGy wEnT a-countin’And HE dId diet (Uh-hmM, Uh-Hmm)Froggy wenT a-cOuntin’ AnD he DId dieTToO many Points ANd he woUldn’t try iT.FROggy weNT a-countIN’anD he dId diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)

WEDnESday, June 17, 2009

We all hAve our BaD DaYS On tHis Arduous weiGhT loss JOurney. OUR nOTHIng-GOes-right, everyBody-sucks, I-hATe-mY-life dAyS whEN we’d juSt likE tO CurL up someplacE and Die. ActualLy, we’d pREfer if eVErybody Else woUld JusT curL Up AnD diE, pREfeRAbLy qUIetLy yet in a BiTtEr, paiNful MANNEr. My graNdpa noah aLways called thIs bEing A “walLy WhiNybriTcheS.”

HOw can We dig oUrselVeS out of this rut anD embRace all of LifE’s RicH gOodneSS and enDleSs pOssibilIties? HoW Can We INFUsE ourselves with warm PoSITiVe vibes aNd fresH CoNsTRuctive eNeRgy? i’m glAD You asKed…

MAKe Friends wIth thaT NiCe Old lady NeIghbor AnD, whIle ChattINg wiTh her, mEntally cAlculATe the differencE Between your liFE eXPEcTAncy And Hers.

Go to StaRbucKS and OrdeR A GRanDE extrA hot hAlF-CaFF/half-decaff with extrA fOam, splIt shoT with a half squIrt of sugar-FREE vanilla And a HAlF Squirt of sugar-fRee ciNnamon, a halF Packet of splenDa in a VenTi cup with EXTra whippEd cReaM wiTh cHOCoLate and carameL SAuce DrIzzled oN toP. Pay witH peNniEs.

GIve A hOmeless peRson a bacKrUb.

wrItE a lEtter TO someone YoU’ve NoT heArd frOM in a whIle, anD ask WhErE’S thAt $50 they oWE yOU.

give YoUrSelf PerMiSsion To shOPliFt sometHing nice fOr yOUrseLf.

wrIte down All the things tHaT bother you On A liSt, then TAKe a handgUn and shoot the list until tHEre’s notHinG left But bUrnt, tatteRed Little SliPS of papEr.

Make It a “Do soMetHINg NicE FOr me” DAy, And when I saY
 work out anymore.I’ve got  housegues ts, I ’ve  go ta jo b, m y kids are und e rfoo t.”And then doesn’t un derst an d  itw he n all  the po u nd s sta ypu t.
F r og gy We ntA-Count in’Froggywen ta-countin’An d  h e did diet  (U h-hmm, Uh-hm m)F roggywe nta -coun tin ’Andhe did diet ( Uh-hmm, U h- h mm)Fro g gy went a -c ount in’ and he did di e tT o o many pointsand he  w o ul d n ’ttry  it.Froggy  w ent a - countin ’ An d h e d i d diet (Uh-hm m, Uh-hmm)Wed nesday ,Jun e  17, 2 009
We all  have our b ad d ays on th is ard u ous wei g ht loss  journ ey.  Ou r no t hi ng -go es - rig h t,  ev e ryb ody-suck s,  I -hate -my- l i f e  day s w henwe’djust like tocur l up som eplac e and  die .Actua lly, w e’d p re fer if everybod y el se wouldjus tcur lup an d  die,pre fer ably qu ietly y e t i na b it ter, painful manne r. M yGrandpaNoah a l wa ys called t hi s b eing a  “Wal ly W h in ybritche s.”

H o wca n we di goursel ve s o utof th i s ru t andembraceall o f  life’s rich g o odness and en d le s s  p o ssib ili ties? How c an w e  inf useo ur sel v es wi th wa rm po s itive vibes and fre sh  const ructi ve energy? I’ m glad you a s ked…

Ma ke f r ie n ds with that n ice o ld lady ne i ghbor an d, wh ile chat ting with h er, ment all y c alc ula t e  t he difference b etwe en  your l ife  expect anc y a ndher s. 

Go to S tarbucks  a nd  o rd era Gra n de extra  h otha lf- caff/ h alf-de caffwith  e xt r a f oam, sp l it s hotwi th  a h alf  s quirt  ofs uga r-freevanilla a nda  hal fsq uirt of  sugar-free c in namon, a h al f p acketo f  Splenda  in a Venti cup with ex t ra whip ped  crea m wi th chocol ate  and c ara m el sau ce dri zzled  o n t o p . Pay w it h p en nies.

Giv e a h omele ss  per son a b ackrub.

Write a l e tte r to someoneyou ’ven o thea r df rom  i n  aw h ile, and ask wh ere’s that  $ 5 0they owe y o u.
G ive you rself p ermis s ion toshopliftsomething  n icef o r y ourself.
Write do wn all th e  thin g sthatbot her yo uona lis t, the n  ta ke ahandgu nand sh oot t he  list un til there’s nothing lef t butburnt , t attered l itt l e s lips of p aper .

Make it  a“Do  Some thi n g Nic e fo r  M e”D ay, a nd w h en I say
 work_out anymore.I’ve_got houseguests, I’ve got_a job,_my_kids are_underfoot.”And_then doesn’t understand_it when all_the pounds stay put.

Froggy_Went A-Countin’Froggy went_a-countin’And_he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)Froggy went a-countin’And he did diet (Uh-hmm, Uh-hmm)Froggy went a-countin’_and_he did_dietToo_many_points and he wouldn’t try_it.Froggy went a-countin’And he did_diet (Uh-hmm,_Uh-hmm)

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

We all have our bad_days_on this arduous_weight loss journey. Our nothing-goes-right, everybody-sucks, I-hate-my-life days when_we’d just like to curl up_someplace and die._Actually,_we’d_prefer if everybody else_would just curl up and die,_preferably quietly yet in a bitter,_painful manner. My Grandpa Noah always called_this being a “Wally Whinybritches.”

How can_we dig ourselves out of_this rut_and embrace all of life’s_rich goodness and_endless possibilities?_How can we_infuse ourselves with warm positive vibes_and fresh constructive_energy? I’m glad you asked…

Make friends_with_that nice old_lady_neighbor_and, while_chatting with her,_mentally_calculate the_difference_between your life expectancy and hers.

Go_to_Starbucks and order a Grande extra hot_half-caff/half-decaff with extra foam,_split_shot with a half_squirt of sugar-free vanilla and_a half squirt of sugar-free cinnamon,_a half_packet of_Splenda in a Venti cup with extra whipped cream with chocolate_and caramel sauce drizzled on top._Pay with pennies.

Give a_homeless person_a_backrub.

Write a letter_to_someone you’ve_not heard from in a while, and_ask where’s_that $50 they owe you.

Give yourself_permission to shoplift something_nice_for yourself.

Write down all the things_that bother you on a list,_then take a handgun and_shoot_the_list until there’s nothing left_but burnt, tattered little slips of_paper.

Make it a_“Do Something Nice for Me” Day, and_when_I say