Fat people are experts on healthy eating.

Before I get into my huge blog post, I'm gonna share a better photo of my hair!





Dan came home last night and said, "Hey Rogue!" I had no idea what he meant so I just kinda smiled. Then his friend Mark came over and Dan said to him, "Doesn't she look like Rogue?" Mark said, "Yeah!" Then I realized he meant this chick from X-Men:



Or the cooler, comic book version:





So! Anyway.

What I really wanted to blog about today is healthy eating, and how we all freakin' know how to do it. I'll start with a little bit of a back story:

Considering the fact that I used to be fairly thin, was in a variety of weight and gym classes in high school, and have been through the gain and loss of the same damn 50 pounds a few times, I definitely know a LOT about weight loss and health. I know how to eat to lose weight and how to work out to keep your body its best. How to avoid injury in the gym, and what kinds of exercises to do if you have a bad back, pain in your knees, etc. I know the benefits of different types of diets, how to eat if your skin is dry and the differences between various kinds of carbohydrates, fats and sugars. It's pretty ridiculous.


SO. It is hilarious because, though I'm a fat girl, I get phone calls from my brother, friends and my parents with questions on all these kinds of things all the time. I give good advice, I know that. I hear back from people "that really worked!" or, "I can't believe it was so simple" (ha!) -- and it has always kind of perplexed me. You know the old saying, "Don't trust a fat doctor or a skinny chef"? Well, I'm sure as shit no doctor, but I also would be remiss to take health or fitness advice from someone fatter than me.

And I know a LOT of you guys know what I'm talking about and can relate.

We know how to count calories, we know how to work out in our optimum heart rate range. We know how to stretch and run and flex and bend. We know how to grill, sautee, bake, chop, and master those healthy recipes. We've munched on rice cakes covered in fat free cottage cheese (my personal favorite) or low fat string cheese, or salad after salad, and what the fuck, we're still fat!

So my question is... WHY is that???

Granted, I'm losing weight now, but ... if I know so freakin much about weight loss, eating, exercise and all that... I should be a personal trainer and be super hot and in shape. But I'm not. The only thing I can really figure is that it has to be one of the following:

1. Laziness
2. Doing things half assed (see number 1)
3. ??????

A lot of anti fat hate folks would go on to add in number 3 and 4 spots "genes" or "something else not my fault here" but I can't bring myself to do it. I've been thinner before and I can do it again.


So I'm curious to know y'all's comments on this subject. 'Cause I know you have big ripply brains and will share your thoughts with me.

~J

Hair and Hoopdeedoo.

Well, I feel like a craptastic blogger pants because I haven't been blogging much in the way of weight loss stuff lately. I've been SO busy! In fact I should be editing a crapload of photos right now but I'm doing this instead. ;)

So, I got my hair done today! This photo was taken in my kitchen, under a crappy light, and doesn't get across the pure awesomeness that is the red color I got. My hair dresser is brilliant. I'll try to post a better photo later!



Though, dontcha hate it when you get your hair dyed a darker color and you get these spots on your forehead/neck?




I weighed in at 198 today. So, I've lost something like .8 pounds in the last few days. I hate it when things slow down but I think I might be getting back into the 2-3 pounds loss per week thing soon. I hope!

Well, nothing else really to report, guys. I've got a wedding tomorrow and then I'm getting on a plane Saturday at 7am and heading to Denver for 10 days! I'll have access to internet for part of the trip, so I should be able to do an update at least once or twice! :)

~Jenn

European Bridal Gowns.

I shot a bunch of them today! ;)

Click HERE for the photos.

Curvy girls are sexy too.

As demonstrated by the Lovely Laura. :)

Click HERE for the photos from our Boudoir shoot today!

Oh, Crap. In my DREAMS!

So, I just checked out my horoscope for today (actually, for tomorrow, August 3rd, but it's 1:03 AM, so technically it's today, okay?) and this is what it said:

You are incredibly enthusiastic about something new in your life -- maybe a new love, maybe a new fitness regimen. Whatever it is, try to keep your conversations balanced so you don't bore your friends!

So... apparently I need to tone things down a bit. I'm sorry if I've been talking too much about any particular subject. I think every time I talk to my friends we discuss my weight loss, and I am realizing now that it must be incredibly annoying for them. Come on, Jenn... they know your weight loss schniblets are on your blog, so just let them read the blog if they're dying to know your exact weight or caloric intake. Or at least wait until they ask, "So, how's the fat doing?"

I apologize.

So, I'll just shut it from now on and talk about bugs instead. Or bowling, that's a good one. Or maybe we can go back to talking about John Mayer. I always like talking about him. Except for the fact that recently I've been having dreams about him. And it's not like the good old days where I'd have sexy dreams about him and wake up feeling all happy and guilty at the same time. Lately it's been like this:

Scene: Me somewhere. John Mayer is there. John Mayer is making fun of me behind my back. I don't know precisely what he says, but the way I feel makes me think it's something along the lines of, "Yeah. I mean, does she actually think we WANT her here? She should just go home. She bugs my ass, and I hate her face," or something. And then he laughs. He either doesn't realize I can hear him or knows I can hear him but doesn't give a crap. I then feel like total crap.


So, it's not like he's saying to his (faceless, non identifiable) friend, "See, when she's near me, my soul takes flight, and I feel SO in love that my heart gets this big!"





He's saying the aforementioned craptastic things about me, and this look is on his face:




That's a pretty ucky dream to have. Especially for me. It kind of makes me want to squirt out a little tear of pathetic celebrity loving sadness. And it's sort of psychotic, but (please tell me if you do this too) I wake up from these dreams actually feeling kind of pissed off at him.

As in, I think to myself, "Yeah, that John Mayer IS kind of an asshole."


You know, I used to keep a dream journal. I would wake up in the morning, reach over and grab my dream journal and a pen, and record my dreams in as much detail as I could. Now when I read those dreams, I REMEMBER them like they are MEMORIES. That kind of freaks me out.

Maybe I should share some of them with you guys sometime. You can help me decode them. I've really wanted to start writing down my dreams again. I can't think of any reason why I shouldn't start. Do any of you write your dreams down? I think there are a lot of subconscious things that are revealed in our dreams. Sometimes it might just be how weird and strange we all are... but sometimes it might actually help us figure out a thing or two about ourselves.


~J

Loony Toons.

I don't know why that's my blog title today, it just is.

Well, I just got home from photographing a wedding and I'm pooped. Dan's sister's husband's birthday party is tonight and I was supposed to be there an hour or so ago. I feel like a whiny little kid right now.

I DUN WANNA GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


But, I'm out the door to go anyway.

Just thought I'd let you know there are some new wedding shots up at the ole' JBe. Blog. :)



~Jenn

My Body is a Onederland

I'll admit it. I love that title so much I had to steal it from States of Change, who posted it on a comment on one of my earlier blogs.

Yes, my beloved readers, co calorie counters and fellow fat fighters.

Today I weighed in at 199.4.


WOO HOO!!! Peanut butter jelly time! (Except I won't eat that, but... ya know.) Peanut Butter Jelly Time!!!!!



And now, I get this bad boy:





My next goal is 186, which I would love to hit by September 5th, will take me out of the Obese BMI range and into the merely Overweight BMI range. But, until then, every 5 pound victory is something to celebrate, particularly because I get a new scalejunkie badge. Seriously, I love those things. :)

In other news, I have a wedding today, so I'll be posting new photos most likely this evening.


MUAH!!!!