For In Your Easter Bonnet..

A lot of Easter Bunnies are going to lose their ears today. For this noble cause I just wanted to take a moment and reflect upon for the last twenty five years these bunnies have given their lives and hearing for my own personal enjoyment of the chocolately goodness that lies inside each and every one of them.

It is only on Easter that these wonderful creations appear. How lucky we are to enjoy such a brief wonderful moment with them. Let us today on this wonderful Easter Sunday bow our heads and give a moment of silence for all those who so willingly give up their lives for our enjoyment.

Thank you for making me love candy!

HAPPY EASTER!

Sugan I'm Going Down and other undenifable objects

(Pictures are coming! Promise!)

Have you ever had those moments in your head when your excerising and you can see yourself running and it looks between a cross of Chariots of Fire opening sequence and a Nike commerical? No? Well maybe its just me then. Everday that I put George and Martha (George is the left foot Martha is the right foot shoe) I see myself running and it looks effortless. I am focused. I am strong.

But then reality hits.

I went running yesterday and I was thinking oh look at me I am doing so well..then I looked in the windows as I ran.I looked like I was ready to have a heartattack.

Oh dear.

Good thing I didn't submit myself in for one of the models for the next nike commerical.

In Which I Finally Reemerge from Seclusion.

There were so many great openings for this post inside my head. Wonderful words strung together making it sound like I had been gone on some marvelous journey, some deep soul searching adventure, and when I felt ready to pick up the blog torch I would be witty, fun, and exciting.

But in reality I worked so much and stuffed my face that I had nothing to say. I had to go away in order to reevaluate what I was doing. When your life go nuts you often don't have the chance to explain it till it already has happened.


So let me recap for you.

I received an email from anonymous person just ripping my blog, me, my family, and if they would have had the time Canada. So I stopped.

But I missed it.

I missed sharing the oddness that is my life.


So I sucked it up and wrote this post. So if you read me before I've come back. A little fatter, a little weaker, but I'm here. Running and dieting my heart out.

Oh Dear What Can the Matter Be?

I must first be truly absolutely true and honest. I thought once I was going to be free from the overload and bondage of nine years of scooping ice cream and suddenly spring forth and write up a storm. It didn't happen.

That and I have been so busy.

Really crazy busy.

Sorry.

Its Getting Better!

(The following image is from Getty images. No. Its not me. Promise!)

So this post is directed to my dear friend Amy in which I owe an apology and explanation.

To be brutally honest.

I hate running.

This is the inner dialogue inside my head while I run on the treadmill.

OW!!!THIS SUCKS!!! PAIN! OWW!! DOUBLE DONKEY PUNCH!! WHY THE HECK AM I DOING THIS! FAT IS MEANT TO SIT NOT JIGGLE! etc..( When you almost give yourself a black eye due to your man boob it makes you go Oh.this for the sake of goodness I go.)

But the chance.

To run through Disneyland in spandex shorts.

Well more the chance to run through Disneyland (the shorts are another issue but lets not dwell shall we?)

Because I want the chance to say I did it.

I did something that I pushed myself.

I want to be able to show my future kids that I don't have a lot of could/woulda dreams but rather I went after them. Also I hear as you get older the body falls apart. Realistically I have five years then it all goes to hell. So I want to get my use out of it!

So.

After this long rant who wants to join me?

Anybody?

RA RA O LA LA

(Ten points if you can guess where the title of this blog post came from!)

This year is the year of living dangerously. Danger being defined as taking new risks and working on creating my new self. The reason why my this blog fell apart was for the simple fact that I was focused too much on a singular goal to lose weight.

But it was too small.

This time around I made the stronger goal of running a half marathon.

In Disneyland!

Why Disneyland and not some other marathon?

Well how often do you get the chance to run around Disneyland in Lyrca listening to ABBA and Lady GAGA? Yes today on Blake got Fat we are going into the realm of deep questions.

So if you are intersted and want to join me I would love to have you come along!

Sept 5th. 2010.

This blog just got a whole lot more focused.

This could be the One,,

Anybody feeling a little bigger this season?

Did you indulge just a little too much?

Are you in need of a "magic button" for your pants?

(BTW the magic button is an infomerical I saw this morning about an extender you put on your pants to make them fit better. Just in case you were wondering.)

I made a new years resolution with myself. Not to lose weight but to be happy.

To be happy with who I am.

With what I am becoming.

Plus to lose ten pounds will be nice too.

So whats your goal?

Are you going to be ready to meet your new "you"?