And, that was August........

Thank you for traveling the August road and every road on my 3 year journey.......

It's been quite a journey....hasn't it?

And, it ain't over yet!

I'm looking forward to the Judiland mysteries unfolding.......here on Stories from the Road!

Here's to the road of September!!!!!!!!

By the way.....before I forget, I just have to share this unforgettable recipe for Chilean Sea Bass with you. I never tried making this particular fish on my own!
Now, I have no idea why I waited so long!
Yummmmmmy!
This dish is an absolute stunner and tastes phenomenal.
I made it for a moon-lit empty nester's dinner on the deck last night.
I served it with a new Italian white wine that I recently discovered--Marchesi di Barolo Gavi 2008.
It was the perfect end to a pretty okay Monday.....

Tuscan Style Sea Bass

• 4 (6-ounce) pieces Chilean sea bass
• 1/4 teaspoon salt, plus more for seasoning fish
• 1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper, plus more for seasoning fish
• 2 cups all-purpose flour
• 3 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, plus 3 tablespoons
• 3 garlic cloves, chopped
• 4 Roma tomatoes-crushed (retain most of liquid)
  
• 1/2 cup white wine
• 1 tablespoon chopped fresh parsley leaves
• 1 tablespoon chopped fresh basil leaves

Directions

Season both sides of the fish with salt and pepper. Put the flour in a shallow bowl, dredge the fish, tapping off the excess flour to create a light coating.

In a medium nonstick fry pan, heat the 3 tablespoons olive oil over medium heat. Cook the fish until golden brown, about 3 minutes per side. Transfer fish to a plate.

Wipe out the pan with a paper towel and heat the remaining 3 tablespoons olive oil over medium heat. Add the garlic, tomatoes, wine, parsley, 1/4 teaspoon salt, and 1/2 teaspoon pepper and cook at a simmer for 10 minutes. Add the basil and the fish and heat for 2 minutes. Serve immediately.

Please try it!!!! You will be so happy you did!
Don't wait as long as I did!

If I can brag for one moment......

A small, not so fancy party in my family.......
This was just one table of sweets......baked up by just one very talented cousin.
There were five.....count-em---1-2-3-4-5--- similar tables at this small, casual family gathering.
Five of my cousins got to show off their own handy work at their very own tables!
It's just what we do.....
Well, it's what they do....I don't bake. Do you blame me? Who could compete....
This table was my favorite (shhhhh....don't tell my other cousins).....I just think it's so fresh looking that it looks healthy!

Just another reason why I needed my Lapband!!!
And....why I am thankful for it!!!

To college and back........

Year 2

One vehicle packed up....
Taking my precious and pink cargo on the road.....

Arriving at the college apartment! Who in world picked this couch?
Lots of work to do!

Unloading!
Meredith and Toni.....life long friends, sorority sisters and apartment mates!
That's Mike...Meredith's dad.....pulling up the rear!
Thank God for Dads!

Piling it all in.......kitchen and living area.
An up-close look at the bad taste couch!

Toni's bedroom......the pink has arrived.....

Putting dad to work! Banishing him outside! All that pink was getting to him!

Transforming.......

Making it hers.....

Welcome to Toniland!

We pinked it out! A job well done!

With touches of animal print and shoes.....a few of our favorite things!

Ooooh-La-La! A place fit for Divas......

The Divas.....Meredith, Erin, Franki and Toni......

My partner in pink and animal print crime.....
my long-time, dear friend Patty (Meredith's mom)

Meredith's darling room......
Where all the college cooking (Mom....send food!) will take place......

Back home again.....leaving all the pink behind.
Hello biege and white!

That's a wrap.

Fully loaded.......

and ready to go!!!

Taking my girl back to college.....Toni: Year 2!!

Road Trip!!!!

We'll talk when I get back!

This is what experienced EMPTY NESTERS LOOK LIKE.......

We love you Vince and Toni!
Good luck in PhDland & CollegeLand!

See ya soon!

Blog Free Wednesday........

I needed to take a little break from blogging this morning!
But, I will be back tomorrow!
I promise!!!

Nutella, Nutella....where have you been all of my life?

We interrupt the current back-to-college programming to share the most incredibly intoxicating taste experience since gin.......

Yes.....I, my friends, had been a Nutella virgin.
Until now.

Now, I'm a NUTELLASLUT NUTELLAHOLIC!
This is what happens when you've been deprived all of your life.......
Heaven help me, please!
I can't keep my finger out of the Nutella!!

Nutella...the cultural icon of generations of Italians.
The smooth, creamy, chocolatey Hazelnut spread beloved by all Italians.
I knew nothing and I mean....nothing....about it.
N.O.T.H.I.N.G.
It never graced my lips, touched my tongue or even made it into my cupboard!
I, my friends, lived a very sheltered life--despite my penchant for contraband smokes, gin, aging rockers, cage dancing and the occasional front porch toke ......


Where have I been that I never had the joy of Nutella consumption?
And, yet I sit here and spew about the Italian foodie blood that runs through my veins.
I'm red-faced. Ashamed. Disgraced. Not just for me. But for my entire famiglia.
What kind of Italian mother did I have...depriving me of an Italian delicacy?
What was wrong with my Italian aunts.....not offering me a taste of one of Italy's amazing culinary inventions ?
And, what's the deal with my Italian mother-in-law......didn't she want me to know the amazingly sensual power of Nutella?
Were they hoarding the Nutella all for themselves all of these years?
How is it that I'm 51 years old and just found out about Nutella right now?


I blame my current Nutella whoring behavior on my mother, my aunts and my mother-in-law and all those other so-called Italians who professed to love me.......

MUST. MAKE. UP. FOR. LOST. TIME.
Open cap. Insert finger.
Will probably need a contraband smoke after wards......

The Monday edition.........

Hear-ye, hear-ye, hear-ye.......it's time to go back to college!

Your tired mother has cooked every one of your favorite meals.
She's entertained you and coddled you and spoiled you like the princess you are.
She's waited up for you, fell asleep waiting for you and even got up after falling asleep waiting for you....to come and get you.
She's shopped till she dropped, laughed till she cried and cried till she laughed.
Yes, the time has come, my sweet Toni,......to go back to college.
To be with your friends.
To make new friends and find new dreams.
To have fun and to learn and to grow.
To get to know yourself and the world around you.
And....to continue to follow your destiny!
From the looks of things....it's a pink destiny. Oh well.....

It's been a joyous summer sweetie....
BUT....
the dining room is overflowing with pink, pink and more pink....on top of the table, under the table, on every chair, crammed in every nook and cranny.....pink, pink, pink......and there's piles and piles of.....um.....ah....pink stuff.....littering every corner....and boxes and bins of pink who knows what blocking the back door.....there's big pink bags (undoubtably filled with pink stuff) sitting by the front door and pink cartons overflowing with more pink stacked near the stairway......
Everywhere I turn.....pink reminders......threatening me that the time has come.
College:Year 2 (as we are referring to it as) is looming.
The Year of The College Apartment.

Stay tuned......

Sunday.....a day of rest.....

you must be kidding.......not when there's more pink things to buy.


Honestly, friends, the last time my legs ached this much and my body felt like it had been stomped on by wild horses was April 2007---I was teetering on 250 pounds, on a 4 day Disney World vacation marathon. I swore I'd never do that again.....
Back-to-college shopping is not for wimps.......0r 250 pound mothers!
I will be truthful here---115 pounds ago, I could. not. have. done. this.
Thanks to my Lapband.....Toni's apartment will be as stylish as she is and my bank card will be as beat up as my legs.....

We're back at it today.......looking for more pink stuff....as soon as I unload all the other pink stuff from last night's shopping adventure.
I never knew there was so much pink in the world.....

Thank you Lapband.

Have card, will shop.......

I've been doing debit card warm-ups all morning.....getting it ready for a big back-to-college shopping workout.
What more could my darling sorority girl co-ed need? Is there anything pink that she doesn't have?
Oh, you'd be surprised!
So, stand back everyone and make way......here we come!




But, first......we must fill 'er up at Starbuck's.


A day without a chai is like a day without love!
Yes, love always wins.

Can I let you in on a little secret?
there's nothing like a chai latte the morning after a wine drenched night.....

Dear Friday,

what the hell took you so long to get here????

No, it wasn't a bad week.
Not at all.
In fact, it was a good week.
A nice week.
But......I'm still so ready for the weekend.
Aren't you?

Tonight we are getting together with my dear spirited girlfriends and their lucky husbands to try out a new local restaurant that's getting some rave reviews.....Il Burloni.
The funny thing about being a Lapbander, going out to dinner takes on an entirely different vibe.
Sure, I'm still interested in the food.....naturally.
And, I'm still all about the entire experience of dining out.....of course.
But, I'm into it all in a very different way.
For instance, before Lapband, if we were going out to dinner, I would starve myself all day long just so I could overeat at dinner.
I had this theory that I wanted to really enjoy the meal.
As if eating a ton of food is what is enjoyable.....
And, of course, I'd have to really think about what I was going to wear.
As in--will I still be able to sit comfortably in it after the meal?
Would I have to unbutton my pants?
And, there was no doubt in my mind that I would have an appetizer, a full course dinner, a cocktail or two, some wine and dessert.
Because I was out to dinner.....enjoying myself.
I guess you can say I have found a new and improved way to enjoy myself.
Yes, new and improved.
Just like me.....

Thank you Lapband.
Thank you Friday.

It's all about getting ready to head back.......

to college!

...of course shoes has it's own category!
Between you and me....we defy this chart
Electronics and textbooks are the least of our expenses
for our little sorority co-ed!

From this day forward, that's what's happening here in Judiland.
Shopping. Packing. Shopping. Packing. Shopping. Packing.
More shopping. More packing. More shopping. More packing.
Getting ready for another year of college.
Getting ready for another year of empty nesting.....
Toni is heading back to college in 8 days.
It all goes so fast.
No, I'm not crying this year.
Yet.
Why?
Well, I'll tell you all about that a little later.



For right now.....I thought I'd share something a little more academic.....

Here we go again......another reason to feel old this week!
The Mindset List is back.....
(just one more reason to buy shoes....for mom)

BTW.....I don't see a category for the wine store.
Doesn't every mom head there in preparation for going back to college?

Mirror, mirror, on the wall......

You know how you look in the mirror on your 30th Birthday to check on the wrinkles?
Maybe that's just me....
I'm sure that's what I did!
I'm vain like that....

Well, that's what I'm doing today.....

You all know that I'm not 30.
No fooling you guys....

I'm 51 and some odd months (yes, some of them have been odd months, thank you very much)
And, I'm proud of it.
For so many reasons....

But, there's something else.....

Today is the day that I will have been doing what I do where I do it for 30 years.
30 years?
WTF..... am I old enough to be doing something for 30 years?
No, not me.
I'm not old enough to be doing anything...anything at all...... for 30 years.....
Or, am I?
Is this how I got my wrinkles?



I'm having a very hard time wrapping my head around the fact that I've been doing something adult-like for 30 years....
Like having a job....

The only thing I will say is that I'm pretty sure if I would have kept my first-day-at-my-big-girl-job outfit, I could probably still wear it today!
Big hair, big glasses, shoulder pads and all.....

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall......what's next?

Inquiring minds want to know........

are you an inquiring mind?

So, did I get a fill at my 3 year Lapband appointment yesterday?
Yes, after much debate with the very (very very) cute new technician.....I lifted my shirt,unzipped my pants and told him to stick it to me....
He was good with the needle......I didn't feel a thing.
And, he had a BIG ONE!

Okay. Okay. Enough of my gutter talk.....

The question I always get--from blog readers and the everyday curious folks--is this:
When will I stop getting/needing fills?

I have no idea.
I mean--I have no idea if I will be laying on the table when I'm 75 telling another cute technician to stick it to me.
But, what I do know is this---I am the product of a life of dieting.
So, when someone asks me if I want to lose anymore weight and if that person has the power to help me lose the weight--the only answer I know is.....yes.
Sure, I want to lose 5 pounds. Who doesn't?
When in reality, the issue is.....how do I make it so that I don't gain 5 pounds?
How do I maintain this weight loss?
I'm still getting the hang of it. This maintenance thing.
Even though I'm thrilled beyond words that I am where I am, there's always that nagging little feeling that this is all very temporary......
Someday I won't fit into my much smaller sizes.
That's my fear. Rational? Irrational? I have no idea.
But, I own it.
It's a mind game. I know it. You know it. We all know it.
Yet, those mind mind games make me play the defense game.....guarding against the evil weight gain.
And, if filling my Lapband just a smidge will do that then that's what I want!
That's how I want to roll.
Does that make sense?
Is that the right path?
Hell, I have no idea.
So, I got a fill.
A .2 fill.
Just a tad.

Hello mushy food.

Monday has arrived on my doorstep......

Hello Monday.....

Yes, I know.....I didn't blog yesterday.
For that, I send my deepest apologies.
It was a very busy weekend with so much crammed into the space of just two days that I needed just a few extra hours of sleep on Sunday morning if I had any aspirations of looking good.
Forgoing blogging for vanity is definitely forgive-worthy!


Today, I have my 3 year Lapband appointment....
To get a fill or not get a fill?
That's the big question.
I'll let you know what the answer is.
Tomorrow.
So, that's what's happening today.....

But, right now....I want to talk about yesterday.....

My oldest cousin and her husband (on my mother's side of the family....the Italians) hosted a beautiful, family-filled, love-infested, tear-jereker of a celebration.
It was their 50th wedding Anniversary.
They had a gorgeous brunch with amazing food, perfect music, sumptuous surroundings and breathtaking table displays.
And, the cookies were to die for.....
It was the perfect way to celebrate such a celebration-worthy occasion.
Clearly, I must have behaved myself at their wedding....at the tender age of one and a half. Because I got an invitation to return 50 years later.
(Oh.....I was a pretty cute little one and a half year old.....in my princessy dress, darling little shoes and big hair bow---nestled in my mother's arms)

Since when did I become so old that I am actually celebrating an event that I attended 50 years ago?

There were pictures and slide shows and stories and speeches and toasts and fabulous food and wonderful moments.

Yes, yesterday was a beautiful day.
One to remember.
Aunts and Uncles and cousins and kids of cousins and their kids and grandkids came from far and wide to join together to commemorate what was the very first cousin wedding in our family--50 years ago.
Funny how so many of their children and grandchildren have familiar faces.....as if I saw them all before. Many, many years ago. Good looks passed down through the generations.

Seeing my dear mother--who has been gone for 37 years--flash across the big screens around the room---felt comforting and sweet. Not sad or mournful. She was such a huge presence in all of their lives and had a big personality that has never been forgotten. There were lots of "Din stories" (Din is my mother's nick name). Hearing my cousin call out to me as my mother's face flashed across the screen for the 20th time-- "look Judi, there's your mother again!" ---didn't feel odd or out-of-place. It was fun. As it should be...all these years later. We laughed. We smiled. Just as she did in all of those pictures. We smiled and laughed with her....again.
There were so many faces of so many loved ones we have lost--from my fun 19 year old cousin Ronny (who was killed in 1974) to my beloved Nana and Papa to my own mother,to my dear, dear aunts and uncles. All of them missed. Our tears are now gone. Wiped away by the years and the treasured moments they left behind. All of it a wonderful reminder of what it means to be a family. After the sadness, we find joy. We come together in the bad times and the good times and even the most ordinary times. We are blessed with our history and a feeling of belonging. It's our place....together.
Yes, the food was good, the party was fabulous and the mood was joyous.....but the best part of it all were the people....
My wonderful, sometimes wacky but always perfect....family.
I know them so well I can even predict what conversations we will have.
And....as always---and as I could have predicted....my weight loss was both a show stopper and a big topic of conversation.
I often wonder when it will become old news with them!!
Probably never. They are all so aware and attentive and sweetly vain.
I'm not kidding.....
I come from a big family of good looking folks who know a thing or two about fashion and looking good. From the oldest to the youngest---everyone looked stunning.
And, we even marry good looking, well-put-together people.....
Gee and I wonder where I get my obsession with fashion and jewelry and make up and hair and weight?
My 92 year old Aunt Philomenia....the mother of 'the bride'.....looked radiant and fashionable.
As always.
When she reached up to me....I bent down to kiss her.
Instead, she pressed her lips against my ear and said "don't ever get that fat again."
I'm pretty sure that was an order.
One I plan to follow.



Oh and speaking of celebrations......I know I owe you all one.
My Third Bandiversary Party.....the one I had to delay due to Blogger picture loading issues.
Trust me, it's coming.
I promise.
I'm now having camera issues.
......I need new batteries.
But, first I have to remember to buy them......
This age thing is a real pain the ass....

Hello Monday.

Shopping-squealing day!

No. No. Not for me.
It's for lovely, bride-to-be, blog reader Ashley.
Yes, Ashley is getting married.
Of course, I go bridal shopping with all my blog readers!
Say the word SHOP and I am there!


Today is bridal dress shopping day.
Toni is a bridesmaid.
So, we're going dress shopping with one my dear BFF's MOB (mother of the bride) Martha (who was also a bridesmaid in my wedding!) and all the girls.
They need dresses!
Because I already have my dress....yes I do.
For me.....that's one of the advantages of being a smaller size....
It's so much easier to squeal with delight then BUY IT!
No matter when I find that perfect dress.
Love it!
(thank you Ashely for waiting this long to get married so that I could be in a respectable size..)

I'm sure there will be lots of squealing today.....love, weddings, bridal gowns and shopping can do that to girls!

OOOH......just in case you are reading my blog today because I mentioned the word SHOPPING....
I won't leave you without a squeal......
This past week, I found the bathing suit of my dreams...
Yes, of my dreams....
Isn't it sooo wonderful? SO Hollywood! So squeal worthy!
Can't you just see me in it with a pair of glam sunglasses, fab-sexy beachy shoes and a starlet-y hat?
I can! Oh, yes I can!
I'm thinking......sassy.....aren't you?
It hasn't arrived on my front porch yet.
But I just know when it does....it's going to make me SQUEAL!!!
Oh, come on....let's SQUEAL together.....
1-2-3--------SQQUUUEEEEAAAAALLLLLL!

And, if you haven't done so already....go back and visit my bathing suit....and check out Modcloth...the site where I got it.....love it!
Even more so, I love the story behind it....because it's a love story.....
Kissy-kissy love. And fashion love.
What could be better than that?
More squealing.....
Of course, I have even a little more love for them because of their connection to Pittsburgh and Carnegie Mellon University.
Oh, be still my heart....
Plus, they make shopping so fun.....
Quadruple SQUEAL-WORTHY!!!!!

Yes, it's a day all about LOVE.

SHOP SHOP SHOP SHOP
SQUEAL SQUEAL SQUEAL
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

I need a hanky now....don't you?

Where's the PARTY???????

Well, it ain't here!
The Friday the 13th Blogger gremlins have been messing with my party!
Jealous bastards......

As much as I love a party, I can't tangle with Blogger anymore.....this party girl has to go to work!

Technology......a party pooper!

Strap your hands across my engines.......

because baby, we were Born to Run......

Someday..... I don't know when
we're gonna get to that place
where we really want to go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then....
tramps like us.......baby we were born to run

That's what my journey and this blog is all about.
Getting to the place where I really want to go.
And taking you along for the ride!

As I've told you before.....rock and roll is all about life and life is all about rock and roll.
And......if you didn't already know it........Bruce knows what he is talking about.
He's talking about me......and you.

Think about it.....



Thank you for strapping your hands cross my engines......

Show your shoes!!!

Time is running out!

Don't leave me shoeless!!!

We're having an ASS KICKIN'!!!



And, we are all wearing KICKASS SHOES!!!
or....shoes that kick ass!

The honor of your presence is NOW demanded!!

PLEASE COME! PLEASE COME!
PRETTY SHOE PLEASE!
IT'S
JUDI'S THIRD BANDIVERSARY CELEBRATION!

FRIDAY AUGUST 13 (yes, Friday the 13th!)
(even though my Bandiversary was yesterday)

RSVPs required:
Email me (from my profile) pictures of your best ass kicking shoes
(just put them on your feet and take pictures of them....)
by 11 pm TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Be there or I'll kick your ass!!!!!

Three is a charm.......

Or, so they say.
And, I'm going to choose to believe them.


Today is my THIRD BANDIVERSARY!!!
Three years ago today, I made a decision that changed my life.
Incredibly so.
Yes. Incredibly so.
In fact, so much so that it leaves me a bit speechless.

Given the fact that I'm so emotionally moved that I simply cannot choose just the right words to show just what this day and this choice has meant to me and in honor of this momentous occasion......I'm going to skip all the accolades and streams of consciousness and Hallmarky words and take a look back at where I've been and where my Lapband has taken me.

Three years ago today........I was here.
Two years ago....this is what was going on.
And, here's what I had to say last year.

All of those good words from the past three years still hold true.
THREE TIMES OVER!
Perhaps that's why I'm not saying much more.....
Except....
Now I am right here.
Thinner.
Happier.
And Thinner.
And happier.
I'm so happy I am right here.
So happy.
Happy to the point of speechlessness.

Pretty charming.....isn't it?

And, please don't forget......

The honor of your presence is requested!!
PLEASE COME! PLEASE COME!
PRETTY PLEASE!
IT'S
JUDI'S THIRD BANDIVERSARY CELEBRATION!

FRIDAY AUGUST 13 (yes, Friday the 13th!)
(even though my Bandiversary is today.....)

We're having an ASS KICKIN'!!!

We're going to wipe the world of the REAL SKINNY BITCHES......
To make room for the NEW SKINNY BITCHES.....
And, we come with friends!

And, we are all wearing KICKASS SHOES!!!


RSVPs required:
Email me (from my profile) pictures of your best ass kicking shoes
(just put them on your feet and take pictures of them....)
by 11 pm Wednesday August 11!

Be there or I'll kick your ass too!!!!!

yes, there will be prizes......
what's a party in Judiland without them.....


Thank you for spending another Lapbanded year here with me on Stories from the Road.....

Monday, Monday, Monday......

Monday, Monday, Monday......
Not ready, not ready, not ready.
Don't forget. Don't forget. Don't forget.
We'll talk more tomorrow. We'll talk more tomorrow. We'll talk more tomorrow.
I promise, I promise, I promise.

It's my BLOGOVERSARY!!!

I'll tell you, if I didn't have to scrub the kitchen floor, I'd be crying tears of joy right now.
Even when it's your BLOGOVERSARY, life goes on.
But, not yet.....no, no, not quite yet.
No, it's time to take a celebratory pause.....those mysterious spots on my kitchen floor can wait...

WELCOME!!!

Yes, I'm having a surprise party.......for you.....
It's a blogapalooza blogaversary party!!!!

Why?
Well.....because it's all about YOU!
-YOU are the reason why Stories from the road is 3 years old today!
Sure I might be the girl who sits in my little office off the kitchen in the wee hours of the morning and pounds on my keyboard, shouting out into the world---bringing this blog to life, but you are the folks who, for whatever reason, make these early morning keyboarding sessions so worth it!
And, beyond that, you've been standing by and cheering me on as I meander the windy roads of Judiland and Lapbandom for three--1-2-3--years! You invite me into your lives by being here....on Stories from the Road! And, I don't want you to go anywhere.....I want you to stay!
So, I'm gonna rock my appreciation the best way I know how......by having a party!

So, put on your best rockin' lip gloss, pour your drink of choice in the fanciest glass you've got, wiggle your ass in your seat, and tussle your hair party goers because it's time put the palooza in blogopalooza!


Remember my very first blog posting?
Yes, that one.
Yes, that was me......I swear.
Even I find it hard to believe there wasn't a man with a harpoon behind me....

That posting was three years ago.
It was the first day of an amazing and fun journey.
Although I never knew it when I sat down to post that picture and type out those few words that a gadzillion of words and hundreds of pictures later, I'd still be sitting here blogging it out!
Life is full of surprises.
Isn't it?
Just like this surprise party!

Come on....let's kick her ass!

I'm sick of this fucking party planner.....
Let's show that SKINNY BITCH.....

She didn't think I could get 115 followers???
Well.....I KICKED ASS!!! I got even more....
What do you have to say about that, you SKINNY BITCH?

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.....to everyone who helped me!
And, welcome to all of my new friends....
Now, let's get this party started!



Hell yeah! Let's kick her ass......

The honor of your presence is requested!!
PLEASE COME! PLEASE COME!
PRETTY PLEASE!
IT'S
JUDI'S THIRD BANDIVERSARY CELEBRATION!

Sometime next week
probably Friday
(even though my Bandiversary is Tuesday.....)

We're having an ASS KICKIN'!!!

We're going to wipe the world of the REAL SKINNY BITCHES......
To make room for the NEW SKINNY BITCHES.....
And, we come with friends!

And, we are all wearing KICKASS SHOES!!!


RSVPs required:
Email me (from my profile) pictures of your best ass kicking shoes
(just put them on your feet and take pictures of them....)
by 11 pm Wednesday August 11!

Be there or I'll kick your ass too!!!!!

yes, there will be prizes......
what's a party in Judiland without them.....

Party planning......

Is doing me in.....


Yes, Ms. Partyplanner called again last night to see how things are going with beefing up my followers....
I gave her the news......I still haven't reached her goal of 115 followers to invite to my party.....

Once again, she warned me that she does not do "low profile" parties.....

The woman has some serious issues around image.....

If she wasn't the premiere party planner for the most fashionable jet-set people of the world, I'd be *this* close to kicking her to the curb.
But, I really want this to be a special party.
An over-the-top-in-your-face kinda party.
With cupcakes and confetti and cages for dancing.
And umbrellas in the drinks.
Yes, all of my favorite things....
You know what I mean?
So, I just have to do what she says!
Don't I?

Well? Don't I?

Hmmmmm.........let me think about this one.

I'm not *that fat girl who is intimidated by the skinny girls* anymore.....

I'm thinking.
thinking.
thinking.
thinking.
thinking


Stay tuned....

But, just in case....

I need 115 followers by tonight at MIDNIGHT!!!!
Please follow my blog if you don't already!!

And, if you have a blog....please paste the following on it:

PLEASE PASTE THE FOLLOWING ON YOUR BLOGS (and tell your friends to do the same)!!!
Yes, just COPY and PASTE it!
Judi needs 115 friends to replace the 115 pounds she lost with her Lapband!
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http://judifromthismomenton.blogspot.com/