I recently joined a dating site to try to meet new people. I'm not necessarily looking for a date. I'm looking for friendship, and I've made that very clear on my profile... but I am so very disappointed with the guys on the site, and I find that is a constant with each site I've tried.
So here is my rant/series of tips for you guys who are tired of the girls just deleting your messages.
You want to find a decent woman who is looking for love? Stop being a douche and take my advice. You may finally get a reply.
If you do not have a picture, don't expect a reply.
I'll admit, the very first thing I do when I get a message is look at the picture to determine if I could ever be attracted to you. If there is no attraction, why waste my time or yours?
A picture says more about you than your profile.
Whatever happened to a nice headshot with a handsome, genuine smile?
Those are the types of pictures that I want to see. When I think about the guy I want to end up with, I think of a happy guy who is going to be sweet to me. It doesn't so much matter if you're Adonis or... not... but I'll fall for a personality before I fall for chiseled abs any day. So choose a nice pic that shows off your fun, nice guy side.
A silly picture is great as a second pic.
I want someone with a good sense of humor... just don't set that as your profile or lead with it, because I want someone who doesn't come off as a clown. By putting that pic first, you're telling women that you can't be taken seriously, and most of us looking for a serious relationship won't waste our time.
I don't want to see your penis.
So... Here are some things that I see in guys' pics that bug me to no end... so you probably shouldn't do them..
1. Why scowl at the camera? That's an instant turn off.
2. Trying to look punk, thug, or gangster is a nono.. I want nothing to do with a guy who tries to look like a bad-ass. I got over that when I was a teenager. Now that I'm an adult, I want my partner to act like one too.
3. Posing with guns creeps me out. I don't want to be murdered on my first date... or any date, for that matter.
4. I understand that parents are proud of their kids, I'm a mother myself... but I don't agree with posting pictures of your kids on the dating site. I really don't agree with posting pics of kids who aren't yours on your profile either. That's borderline disgusting, in my opinion.
5. I see more nipples on a guy's profile than I do in a triple X film. Seriously, If I want to see your body, I'll ask. You don't need to post that... it's overkill. The girls who are looking for that exclusively to determine whether or not they want a date are generally shallow and not worth your time if you want something serious.
6. Don't flip off the camera. It's offensive. Grow up.
7. Don't post pics of you and another girl. Ever. She's your sister? Bullshit.
8. Maybe it's just a personal preference, but I don't want somebody who seems like a party boy. In general, if the guy's profile pic includes alcohol, I delete it. Same with cigarettes... I really dislike it.
9. If you post pics of you holding a stack of cash, what does that say about you? You think it says 'I'm well-off' but I think it says 'I'm insecure. I want my girl to like money more than she likes me.'
10. Don't be overly sexual. If you have 400 women friends, I'm assuming you're a woman-hopper/player. I only 'Friend' somebody I feel an initial connection with. We chat almost every day. I couldn't do that with 400 guys, and I'm not going to pretend to.
11. I don't care about your truck.
I'm sure I could rant on and on about crappy pics, but it's time to move on.... the Profile!
Your profile
I look at a profile thoroughly before I ever respond to a message.. so here are some notes to keep in mind...
Your screenname can mean instant 'BLOCK'
If your screen name has anything to do with sex, peepees or vajayjays, 69, illegal substances, gangs, or violence... I won't have any contact with you. Your name or initials with random numbers is fine.
Job title and salary info
I want to know that you have a job. If you post that you are 'self-employed' I'll generally take that as you're unemployed unless you elaborate.
I leave salary info blank, and I don't mind if a guy does too. I'm not looking to marry your wallet.
The about me section
This should be well thought out and personal. Spellcheck it.
Know the difference between There, They're, and Their
Know the difference between To, Too, and Two
If you appear uneducated, I'm not interested.
Don't be afraid to be lengthy. Just touch on or mention a little about your many interests, so that when we find something in common, we can talk about it in detail together.
Sometimes this is more important than your photo. This is your substance. If we have a ton in common, you'll soon be my favorite to chat with... even if I'm not initially that attracted to you.
So now it's time to send a message!
You've found that stunning woman you're just dying to know more about. How do you make sure she replies to you?
1. Make sure you have your nice, smiling-dude headshot set as your profile pic.
2. Read her profile. Make a connection by telling her you have so-and-so same interests. Be specific.
3. Compliment her.
4. Be sincere.
5. Try not to have too many spelling or grammar errors. Nobody's perfect, but pay special attention to detail!
6. Please, for the love of God, come up with something more original than "wazzup?"
Don't overdo it.
If she doesn't answer, assume she's not interested and casually, maturely walk away.
I'd say it's ok to try again a few days later... because you never know the circumstances. Maybe she was sick, or just got a mass flood of creepers sending her messages and she decided to delete them all... I've been that woman...
But only send that ONE message. If she wasn't interested, she probably won't answer a second time, but it's worth a try if you think you could be a good match.
Any messages beyond the initial one and the check-back would be considered stalkerish. You should be blocked.
For example... A guy tried to send me a message but his profile pic gave me a bad vibe, so I only deleted it. When someone creeps you out, it's best to have no contact, if possible. This guy sent me about a dozen messages over the next day or two asking me why I wouldn't answer his messages.
I see him as unpredictible, unstable, overly-emotional, and controlling. Block.
There was another guy who asked me what he could change about himself to get me to be attracted to him. A decent woman will never ask a guy to change things about himself.. until they're married ;)
I know there's more, so I may come out with a part-2 later.
That's enough to get started for now
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Untitled, jumbled mess of thought
I guess I can unload the crazy..
I can't afford a shrink, so this will have to do.
I just want to write until my fingers fall off.
I don't know how I've become this angry, delusional lemon.
As far as finances go, I'll be better than I've ever been.
Why, you ask?
Because I got a new job that I didn't tell you about, silly goose.
I start next week.
It's a company that has the word 'Engineering' in its title, and when I told my old friends about it.. the super smart friends in my geeky circle of smartness.. they asked what my job title was.
They expect me to be the lead engineer or something. I graduated second in my class in a school that only accepted the top 2% of school dudes. So far, I haven't answered them.
In reality, I'll be working in a warehouse.
To be honest, it has it's perks. Great perks. They're matching what I made as manager at my last job.. and that's only to start. I get a raise after 60 days. Paid vacation and sick days. Retirement plan. No nights, weekends, or holidays.
The job itself's not glamorous by any means, but it will pay me well, and the people I've met are kind.
As far as home life, I'm completely miserable.
The bills are all in my name, yet nobody gave me their share this month. It's either pay the bills and be broke, or wait for them to cough up what they owe and have my credit hammered into the dirt. I have a feeling that my credit is important, so I paid the bills.
I used my last $30 to buy groceries for the girls. It was supposed to last all week.
Well, Hello!
Berto's mom decided to invite her grandkids over for 2 days and let them tear apart my kitchen.
All the food I bought yesterday to last a week is halfway gone. I'm out of money.
And I really, really hate his mom now.
She makes more money per hour and more overtime than Berto and I, yet she never has any money.
She didn't give me her portion of the bills, she NEVER buys groceries, and she takes my car every day to work. On her days off, she leaves with my car before I'm even awake. Last week, she left my car at her daughter's house and brought a different car - and the grandkids - here. So, not only am I fuming and miserable, but I can't leave! Berto's made so many copies of my car key that I don't even know how many there are around the house.. I've tried collecting them all. She always finds one though. Tell me why I should be paying insurance on a car I don't drive? She actually told me that if I bought a car for myself, she'd start paying half the insurance to 'help me out.'
Dear Lord, Every time I see this woman, I fight the urge to punch her in her selfish, take-everything-that-doesn't-belong-to-her, inconsiderate face.
I never thought I'd feel this way about a person.
Oh, but she did pay to have the cable on. Cause to her, that's more important than making sure my kids eat.
I tried asking Berto to talk to his mom about all of this, and he refuses. He just gets angry with me for being angry with his mom. She's taking complete advantage of us. How on earth do I make a fraction of the money that she does, pay all of my bills, give Berto gas money, buy all the groceries, and be ok until the next payday - broke, but okay - and she can't afford anything but the cable bill (when she decides to pay it - They've disconnected service twice already. Thank God that bill's in her name.)
It baffles me.
I want her gone.
And now Berto refuses to speak to me.
I don't mind much anymore, to be honest. I'd rather be alone.
Scratch that, I'd rather be on a nice date that could potentially turn into something safe and comforting to me.
He said I both laughed and cried in my sleep last night.
The dream was so... I knew it wasn't real.. but the emotions were so intense.
I really liked this guy... and it was amazing when we were together... and I can remember smiling more than I have in years. He was handsome, charming... and off limits. I found out halfway through my dream that he was married and I was heartbroken.
Hmph.
Even in my dreams I can't catch a keeper.
So I just feel like I'm in this deep, dark place and I can't escape... at least not just yet.
AGH!
Butt's numb.
As far as the crazy goes, I'm pretty sure it's time to go get checked out.
I had a panic attack a couple weeks ago at work because I though I saw a person in my store. I worked alone during the daytime... so there couldn't have been anyone there. And there wasn't.
You know how some kids have imaginary friends? Well... I didn't. At least, she wasn't my friend, and she wasn't real. I mistook her for my sister a couple times. I even dreamed about her. She was as real and solid to me as you are... if you're real.
At daycare, I followed a boy in the playground who turned around and vanished behind a tree. I thought he was real.
Things like that have always happened with me. I've shut out a lot of it...
But I don't feel like I can ignore it any longer.
I spend a great deal of time staring at poings in space just KNOWING that something was there... but I know that there really couldn't have been..
I also spend a great deal of time talking to myself. Full on conversations. It's weird. I'm usually two different people, and I never know how the conversation will turn out.
I thought I was just creative and amusing myself... but I doubt it's normal.
I don't think it's a personality thing.. because it's never the same people. More like role-play. What I'd say during an interview or what I'd wish I had said to so-and-so earlier that day.
I could just be over-imaginative...
Until my paranoia sets in and I talk to empty chairs like I'm doing now to not feel so alone because something about the living room is creeping me out right now.... and I want to go to bed, but I don't want to share it with Berto and I don't want to be alone either...
Maybe that's enough for tonight.
I just don't want to be alone.
At least writing to you, I'm not alone
I can't afford a shrink, so this will have to do.
I just want to write until my fingers fall off.
I don't know how I've become this angry, delusional lemon.
As far as finances go, I'll be better than I've ever been.
Why, you ask?
Because I got a new job that I didn't tell you about, silly goose.
I start next week.
It's a company that has the word 'Engineering' in its title, and when I told my old friends about it.. the super smart friends in my geeky circle of smartness.. they asked what my job title was.
They expect me to be the lead engineer or something. I graduated second in my class in a school that only accepted the top 2% of school dudes. So far, I haven't answered them.
In reality, I'll be working in a warehouse.
To be honest, it has it's perks. Great perks. They're matching what I made as manager at my last job.. and that's only to start. I get a raise after 60 days. Paid vacation and sick days. Retirement plan. No nights, weekends, or holidays.
The job itself's not glamorous by any means, but it will pay me well, and the people I've met are kind.
As far as home life, I'm completely miserable.
The bills are all in my name, yet nobody gave me their share this month. It's either pay the bills and be broke, or wait for them to cough up what they owe and have my credit hammered into the dirt. I have a feeling that my credit is important, so I paid the bills.
I used my last $30 to buy groceries for the girls. It was supposed to last all week.
Well, Hello!
Berto's mom decided to invite her grandkids over for 2 days and let them tear apart my kitchen.
All the food I bought yesterday to last a week is halfway gone. I'm out of money.
And I really, really hate his mom now.
She makes more money per hour and more overtime than Berto and I, yet she never has any money.
She didn't give me her portion of the bills, she NEVER buys groceries, and she takes my car every day to work. On her days off, she leaves with my car before I'm even awake. Last week, she left my car at her daughter's house and brought a different car - and the grandkids - here. So, not only am I fuming and miserable, but I can't leave! Berto's made so many copies of my car key that I don't even know how many there are around the house.. I've tried collecting them all. She always finds one though. Tell me why I should be paying insurance on a car I don't drive? She actually told me that if I bought a car for myself, she'd start paying half the insurance to 'help me out.'
Dear Lord, Every time I see this woman, I fight the urge to punch her in her selfish, take-everything-that-doesn't-belong-to-her, inconsiderate face.
I never thought I'd feel this way about a person.
Oh, but she did pay to have the cable on. Cause to her, that's more important than making sure my kids eat.
I tried asking Berto to talk to his mom about all of this, and he refuses. He just gets angry with me for being angry with his mom. She's taking complete advantage of us. How on earth do I make a fraction of the money that she does, pay all of my bills, give Berto gas money, buy all the groceries, and be ok until the next payday - broke, but okay - and she can't afford anything but the cable bill (when she decides to pay it - They've disconnected service twice already. Thank God that bill's in her name.)
It baffles me.
I want her gone.
And now Berto refuses to speak to me.
I don't mind much anymore, to be honest. I'd rather be alone.
Scratch that, I'd rather be on a nice date that could potentially turn into something safe and comforting to me.
He said I both laughed and cried in my sleep last night.
The dream was so... I knew it wasn't real.. but the emotions were so intense.
I really liked this guy... and it was amazing when we were together... and I can remember smiling more than I have in years. He was handsome, charming... and off limits. I found out halfway through my dream that he was married and I was heartbroken.
Hmph.
Even in my dreams I can't catch a keeper.
So I just feel like I'm in this deep, dark place and I can't escape... at least not just yet.
AGH!
Butt's numb.
As far as the crazy goes, I'm pretty sure it's time to go get checked out.
I had a panic attack a couple weeks ago at work because I though I saw a person in my store. I worked alone during the daytime... so there couldn't have been anyone there. And there wasn't.
You know how some kids have imaginary friends? Well... I didn't. At least, she wasn't my friend, and she wasn't real. I mistook her for my sister a couple times. I even dreamed about her. She was as real and solid to me as you are... if you're real.
At daycare, I followed a boy in the playground who turned around and vanished behind a tree. I thought he was real.
Things like that have always happened with me. I've shut out a lot of it...
But I don't feel like I can ignore it any longer.
I spend a great deal of time staring at poings in space just KNOWING that something was there... but I know that there really couldn't have been..
I also spend a great deal of time talking to myself. Full on conversations. It's weird. I'm usually two different people, and I never know how the conversation will turn out.
I thought I was just creative and amusing myself... but I doubt it's normal.
I don't think it's a personality thing.. because it's never the same people. More like role-play. What I'd say during an interview or what I'd wish I had said to so-and-so earlier that day.
I could just be over-imaginative...
Until my paranoia sets in and I talk to empty chairs like I'm doing now to not feel so alone because something about the living room is creeping me out right now.... and I want to go to bed, but I don't want to share it with Berto and I don't want to be alone either...
Maybe that's enough for tonight.
I just don't want to be alone.
At least writing to you, I'm not alone
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Zantrex-3 Blue 2-week update
I have to say, there's something to this product.
I do not intentionally go out to exercise, nor have I changed my restaurant based "diet" and I have still lost weight.
With the exception of two days, I've only taken one pill with breakfast.
The first day I got back on the pills, I also took one with lunch, and it took forever to fall asleep.
Earlier this week I took 2 with breakfast and felt jittery and sick all day.
For some reason I haven't been drinking enough water lately. I lost my perfect water bottle, so I don't know exactly how much I've been drinking, but I can definately tell it's not enough.
I guess that because of all the salt I'm taking in, I need extra water anyways to flush it out. At night, my hands start to swell like they did through my pregnancies... it's very unpleasant. I've had this problem even before I started the pills. I just chug a bottle or two and by morning I'm normal again.
So now I'm making a conscious effort to drink as much water as possible throughout the day.
Hands are normal today. Awesome.
So... 2 weeks results still eating crappy food and not exercising, only one pill in the morning...
I've lost half and inch around my chest,
One and a half inches off my waist,
and a full inch off my hips.
WHAT?!?!?
That's insane.
My jawline is getting more defined, which I love.
I feel more feminine.
Sort of.
My hair's still short.
....
I cut it less than 2 weeks ago, and it's grown half an inch.
Must be all the water.
I do not intentionally go out to exercise, nor have I changed my restaurant based "diet" and I have still lost weight.
With the exception of two days, I've only taken one pill with breakfast.
The first day I got back on the pills, I also took one with lunch, and it took forever to fall asleep.
Earlier this week I took 2 with breakfast and felt jittery and sick all day.
For some reason I haven't been drinking enough water lately. I lost my perfect water bottle, so I don't know exactly how much I've been drinking, but I can definately tell it's not enough.
I guess that because of all the salt I'm taking in, I need extra water anyways to flush it out. At night, my hands start to swell like they did through my pregnancies... it's very unpleasant. I've had this problem even before I started the pills. I just chug a bottle or two and by morning I'm normal again.
So now I'm making a conscious effort to drink as much water as possible throughout the day.
Hands are normal today. Awesome.
So... 2 weeks results still eating crappy food and not exercising, only one pill in the morning...
I've lost half and inch around my chest,
One and a half inches off my waist,
and a full inch off my hips.
WHAT?!?!?
That's insane.
My jawline is getting more defined, which I love.
I feel more feminine.
Sort of.
My hair's still short.
....
I cut it less than 2 weeks ago, and it's grown half an inch.
Must be all the water.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
I think I've found my calling
My new dream is to become a sculptor.
I think it completely suits my personality. It's artistic and I can be as creative and crazy as I'd ever dreamed to be. I can let my imagination run away and do what makes me happiest every day.
I couldn't ask for anything more.
So now I really want to get started...
since I'm now unemployed..
I absolutely loved my job, but the new "boss" is the biggest....
ummm....
karmakarmakarmakarmakarma...
I really don't like him and the way he laughs at my disabled staff and uses intimidation and deceitfulness to get what he wants.
I cannot work for a man like that.
So now I see this as an opportunity to gain complete happiness and do what I love to do.
Maybe I can open up my own studio!
How amazing!
I'm insanely stressed out about having no money,
but I can't see how I could respect myself if I continued to work for those people.
The combination of stress and the Zantrex is making me lose weight. I don't want to eat anymore.. I just feel too stressed out... I feel like I'll throw up every second. I always get this way when I'm stressed.
For the first time in months, my collar bones are noticable. My shirts are loose, but my pants are fitting again. It's about time!
Yay size 6!
For some reason I still feel too big.
Roberto's boss is good friends with the Hooters hiring manager, and he said he'd give me a great recommendation. I'm still maybe 5-10 pounds heavier than the last time I applied, years ago, and they basically told me I was too big, even though I fit the size small uniform. That, and since I cut my hair so short, my neck tattoo is completely visible, and I don't know how I could cover something so dark without spending a fortune on a heavy concealer. Money I really don't have right now.
Ready to live the starving artist life?
Half way there y'all.
I think it completely suits my personality. It's artistic and I can be as creative and crazy as I'd ever dreamed to be. I can let my imagination run away and do what makes me happiest every day.
I couldn't ask for anything more.
So now I really want to get started...
since I'm now unemployed..
I absolutely loved my job, but the new "boss" is the biggest....
ummm....
karmakarmakarmakarmakarma...
I really don't like him and the way he laughs at my disabled staff and uses intimidation and deceitfulness to get what he wants.
I cannot work for a man like that.
So now I see this as an opportunity to gain complete happiness and do what I love to do.
Maybe I can open up my own studio!
How amazing!
I'm insanely stressed out about having no money,
but I can't see how I could respect myself if I continued to work for those people.
The combination of stress and the Zantrex is making me lose weight. I don't want to eat anymore.. I just feel too stressed out... I feel like I'll throw up every second. I always get this way when I'm stressed.
For the first time in months, my collar bones are noticable. My shirts are loose, but my pants are fitting again. It's about time!
Yay size 6!
For some reason I still feel too big.
Roberto's boss is good friends with the Hooters hiring manager, and he said he'd give me a great recommendation. I'm still maybe 5-10 pounds heavier than the last time I applied, years ago, and they basically told me I was too big, even though I fit the size small uniform. That, and since I cut my hair so short, my neck tattoo is completely visible, and I don't know how I could cover something so dark without spending a fortune on a heavy concealer. Money I really don't have right now.
Ready to live the starving artist life?
Half way there y'all.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Cut my hair
It looks like a mix of Ryan Cabrera and Edward Scissorhands lol.
I've been feeling a little down the past couple of days so I had my hair chopped off so I could play with it. I've tried to mohawk it, but the sides are a bit too long. It turned into this spikey afro-looking thing. I laugh every time I walk by a mirror. So I guess it's doing it's job. Can't go out in public like this though.
Day 5 on Zantrex and I'm eating much less and I don't want to eat at night anymore.
Still drinking an insane amount of water... usually between 120-160 oz each day. All of that water is making my skin clear up finally and I'm hydrated and glowing.
Win-Win.
I even lost an inch off my waist.
The pants that I couldn't button last week fit me again.
Maybe I'm losing too much too fast?
It's got to be just water weight...
Other than that, I'm feeling great.
I wake up in the morning instead of sleeping all day, I get my housework done and have energy to play with the kids. At night I fall asleep more easily because I'm just physically exhausted... but I feel good about it.
I think weekly updates should show great results. =)
I've been feeling a little down the past couple of days so I had my hair chopped off so I could play with it. I've tried to mohawk it, but the sides are a bit too long. It turned into this spikey afro-looking thing. I laugh every time I walk by a mirror. So I guess it's doing it's job. Can't go out in public like this though.
Day 5 on Zantrex and I'm eating much less and I don't want to eat at night anymore.
Still drinking an insane amount of water... usually between 120-160 oz each day. All of that water is making my skin clear up finally and I'm hydrated and glowing.
Win-Win.
I even lost an inch off my waist.
The pants that I couldn't button last week fit me again.
Maybe I'm losing too much too fast?
It's got to be just water weight...
Other than that, I'm feeling great.
I wake up in the morning instead of sleeping all day, I get my housework done and have energy to play with the kids. At night I fall asleep more easily because I'm just physically exhausted... but I feel good about it.
I think weekly updates should show great results. =)
Monday, January 7, 2013
Zantrex-3 Day 2
Today was phenomenal.
I slept in with the kids until 9ish, then we all got up and mosey-d on down to the kitchen.
Kids had cereal and milk while I popped a blue pill and drank a bottle of water.
I honestly forgot to eat something.
We all played Candy Land and Trouble until SpongeBob came on.
While the kids watched TV, I started cleaning my disaster of a house.
I try to keep everything but the girls' room immaculate... but since the holidays I've lost interest in keeping up with it.
I cleaned all day. I scrubbed surfaces I've never touched before. I rearranged every piece of furniture in my home. I took out the trash and did the laundry and dishes. Twice.
One amazing thing about these pills is that they make me want to do something. Anything. I never want to stop moving.
Maybe it's all in my mind, but I like it.
I haven't put my laundry away, but that's all that I didn't accomplish today. I'm proud of myself.
Berto brought me spicy pasta for lunch, and I only ate a third of it before I put the box away. I usually finish it all.
I decided against taking the second pill today, and I'm glad that I didn't. I'm tired now, and I feel like I can fall asleep quickly tonight. I'm physically exhausted.
I don't remember the last time I've had sore muscles.
Yesterday I worked out and played with the kids all day, and today I did house work for 8 hours. It feels so amazing to sit here in bed and relax!
For an early dinner I had half of the leftover pasta before I lost interest in it.
I chugged my water.
but I finished it later with a cup of steamed veggies and a cup of Honey Bunches of Oats cereal for dessert.
So not the most nutritious day, but can't be picky at the moment. It's free food.
As tired as I am right now, I still want to go to the gym or something.
Hmmmm....
I slept in with the kids until 9ish, then we all got up and mosey-d on down to the kitchen.
Kids had cereal and milk while I popped a blue pill and drank a bottle of water.
I honestly forgot to eat something.
We all played Candy Land and Trouble until SpongeBob came on.
While the kids watched TV, I started cleaning my disaster of a house.
I try to keep everything but the girls' room immaculate... but since the holidays I've lost interest in keeping up with it.
I cleaned all day. I scrubbed surfaces I've never touched before. I rearranged every piece of furniture in my home. I took out the trash and did the laundry and dishes. Twice.
One amazing thing about these pills is that they make me want to do something. Anything. I never want to stop moving.
Maybe it's all in my mind, but I like it.
I haven't put my laundry away, but that's all that I didn't accomplish today. I'm proud of myself.
Berto brought me spicy pasta for lunch, and I only ate a third of it before I put the box away. I usually finish it all.
I decided against taking the second pill today, and I'm glad that I didn't. I'm tired now, and I feel like I can fall asleep quickly tonight. I'm physically exhausted.
I don't remember the last time I've had sore muscles.
Yesterday I worked out and played with the kids all day, and today I did house work for 8 hours. It feels so amazing to sit here in bed and relax!
For an early dinner I had half of the leftover pasta before I lost interest in it.
I chugged my water.
but I finished it later with a cup of steamed veggies and a cup of Honey Bunches of Oats cereal for dessert.
So not the most nutritious day, but can't be picky at the moment. It's free food.
As tired as I am right now, I still want to go to the gym or something.
Hmmmm....
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Hello again, Zantrex-3 Blue
I don't know what's gotten into my body... other than all that restaurant food.
Money is so tight that we don't buy groceries anymore. I get food for the kids, of course, but when it comes to buying for myself or the other adults.. it just doesn't happen. Roberto is lucky that he gets to eat whatever he wants at work. He's testing to get into management, which I think is amazing.
So his boss is amazing to him... and he also allows Berto to bring home a dish for me each evening.
Since all I've been eating is restaurant food, I've gained quite a bit of weight. It's so depressing.
The past couple of months I've been slowly adding nicer clothes (from Goodwill lol) into my wardrobe. I tried on my slacks yesterday and I couldn't button them.
Oh my goodness.
I think, honestly, if you don't count the pregnancies, I'm the heaviest I've ever been.
When I got my check yesterday, it was more than I was expecting, so more that I had budgeted for....
and I impulse-grabbed at bottle of Zantrex-3 Blue.
I've had great success with these pills a few years ago. I went from about 155lbs to 130ish in 6 weeks, only using it occasionally. I got off the pills, continued to lose weight, but got pregnant soon after, so all of the weight crept back on with the baby.
Now I'm thinking I can easily get back down to 120 in a couple of months if I use it regularly.
I've read good and bad reviews for this product in the past, and I think I'm one of those people who handles it pretty well. I take one pill when I wake up, and one early early afternoon. I just love the way it makes me feel, and here's why:
I'm a completely different person when I'm on these pills, but I've never felt more like myself.... the person I've always wanted myself to be.
I guess, because of the depression, all I wanted to do was sleep. Every second of the day. All day, all night. Nothing interests me more than my warm bed. I would rather sit on the couch and watch the kids play that get on the floor and wrestle with them. I hate myself for that. I'd sleep in as much as possible... usually at least until 10am... then lounge around before work... go to work... get home... sleep as long as possible. What a life. What a waste of life.
Today I woke up at 7am.... which never happens... dog tired, even though I got my sleep... took one blue pill and actually stayed awake. I quickly had enough energy to WANT to work out. I played on the floor with my kids. I sang and danced around the house until 2pm when the energy started to fade out. At 3pm I had a little nap... maybe only 20 minutes or so instead of an hour or two. I took one more pill. Now I'm awake again, but not overly peppy.
I don't want to eat when I take these pills. I know I should, so I do, otherwise I feel a little sick. I just don't think about food at all, and when I cook for my kids, I don't want to snack off their plates when they leave the table.
My stomach growled for the first time today. That's my que to eat, because I don't feel hungry until about 7 hours after I take the pill. I get very sleepy and hungry, but I just take my afternoon pill with a small lunch and I'm good to go within an hour.
I think I'm eating almost half the portions I did before the pills, and not missing the extra food.
I'm also inhaling water, I think I've had about 100 oz already, and it's only 5pm.
Can't say I've ever peed clear before today lol.
So we'll see how it goes.
I don't have any negative side affects, but then again, I've taken these pills before and I know the dose that works best for my body.
All I'm loving is the energy I have to be awake and play with my kids. I'm in a good mood.
That's worth the $20/month.
I know I'll lose weight because I'm so much more active and eating significantly less, but it's all restaurant food so I'm still probably eating too many calories..
It's still better, I think.
So as long as I don't have any negative side effects, I'm aces.
I love my blue bottle.
Money is so tight that we don't buy groceries anymore. I get food for the kids, of course, but when it comes to buying for myself or the other adults.. it just doesn't happen. Roberto is lucky that he gets to eat whatever he wants at work. He's testing to get into management, which I think is amazing.
So his boss is amazing to him... and he also allows Berto to bring home a dish for me each evening.
Since all I've been eating is restaurant food, I've gained quite a bit of weight. It's so depressing.
The past couple of months I've been slowly adding nicer clothes (from Goodwill lol) into my wardrobe. I tried on my slacks yesterday and I couldn't button them.
Oh my goodness.
I think, honestly, if you don't count the pregnancies, I'm the heaviest I've ever been.
When I got my check yesterday, it was more than I was expecting, so more that I had budgeted for....
and I impulse-grabbed at bottle of Zantrex-3 Blue.
I've had great success with these pills a few years ago. I went from about 155lbs to 130ish in 6 weeks, only using it occasionally. I got off the pills, continued to lose weight, but got pregnant soon after, so all of the weight crept back on with the baby.
Now I'm thinking I can easily get back down to 120 in a couple of months if I use it regularly.
I've read good and bad reviews for this product in the past, and I think I'm one of those people who handles it pretty well. I take one pill when I wake up, and one early early afternoon. I just love the way it makes me feel, and here's why:
I'm a completely different person when I'm on these pills, but I've never felt more like myself.... the person I've always wanted myself to be.
I guess, because of the depression, all I wanted to do was sleep. Every second of the day. All day, all night. Nothing interests me more than my warm bed. I would rather sit on the couch and watch the kids play that get on the floor and wrestle with them. I hate myself for that. I'd sleep in as much as possible... usually at least until 10am... then lounge around before work... go to work... get home... sleep as long as possible. What a life. What a waste of life.
Today I woke up at 7am.... which never happens... dog tired, even though I got my sleep... took one blue pill and actually stayed awake. I quickly had enough energy to WANT to work out. I played on the floor with my kids. I sang and danced around the house until 2pm when the energy started to fade out. At 3pm I had a little nap... maybe only 20 minutes or so instead of an hour or two. I took one more pill. Now I'm awake again, but not overly peppy.
I don't want to eat when I take these pills. I know I should, so I do, otherwise I feel a little sick. I just don't think about food at all, and when I cook for my kids, I don't want to snack off their plates when they leave the table.
My stomach growled for the first time today. That's my que to eat, because I don't feel hungry until about 7 hours after I take the pill. I get very sleepy and hungry, but I just take my afternoon pill with a small lunch and I'm good to go within an hour.
I think I'm eating almost half the portions I did before the pills, and not missing the extra food.
I'm also inhaling water, I think I've had about 100 oz already, and it's only 5pm.
Can't say I've ever peed clear before today lol.
So we'll see how it goes.
I don't have any negative side affects, but then again, I've taken these pills before and I know the dose that works best for my body.
All I'm loving is the energy I have to be awake and play with my kids. I'm in a good mood.
That's worth the $20/month.
I know I'll lose weight because I'm so much more active and eating significantly less, but it's all restaurant food so I'm still probably eating too many calories..
It's still better, I think.
So as long as I don't have any negative side effects, I'm aces.
I love my blue bottle.
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