Biggest Loser Tuesday

It's the middle of the holiday season, I've given up on any pretense that I'm going to lose weight ... back on the wagon in January.

Didn't watch the show tuesday night ...was at the Jimmy Buffett concert (free tix!!)

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thank goodnes for the DVR.   Allen won the challenge and the prize package -- good for him. Danny's song wasn't great, but it was sweet and heartfelt. Danny and Rudy did great in the weigh-in, Danny won the prize but Rudy broke the record. Allen and Liz are below the yellow line.  Allen got sent home, and the final four are Danny, Liz, Amanda and Rudy.  I will be rooting for Amanda, she got off to a slow start but blossomed at the ranch.

and then on Wednesday was the special about past contestants....

show was a bit boring, but it was great to see how many of them kept the weight off. and it was nice to see all the people who found a spouse on the show -- I am by nature a romantic.


and then there's the contestant who gained back all the weight.... good to have him invited back to this season's finale after he loses it all again.

without the element of competition....not so exciting.

looking forward to the final four of the current season.

they're ba-ack!

they're hanging over our heads. again.

success!

I completed NaBloMoPo.  I posted to this blog every singe day for the entire month of November.

So what do I get for it?

Other than the satisfaction of completing a goal I set for myself....not much.

still, it was fun.

lazy cat

Songbird Salutes the 70's

thinking about my upcoming cruise....

remember this show?

deja vu

I was headed over here to post about my latest obsession, chapstick.


when I realized I'd already posted about it, last year.

Miami Beach circa 1972

in the early 1970's my grandmother would fly south every winter to spend a month in the new Borscht Belt, Miami Beach.  there were a number of kosher hotels up and down Collins Avenue, catering mostly to Jewish senior citizens.  meals included, social activities, dancing lessons -- a scenario right out of Dirty Dancin', but without Patrick Swayze.

Christmas vacation, 1972.  I was 12 (almost 13) and my sister was 11.  we went to Miami with our grandma, spent two weeks on the beach,  it was the first time I was away from home on a vacation without my parents.  it was the first time I flew anywhere on an airplane -- and in those days, people feared being hijacked to Cuba, so I nervously practiced my few words of Spanish (I had been studying the language for a whopping 3 months) as we sat in the airport.


grandma let us wander around on our own all day, returning to the hotel for meals and evening activities.  we spent most of our time playing on the beach.  I remember listening to the radio -- the Miami Dolphins were having a good year, and there was some novelty song about them on the air."Miami Dolphins, Miami Dolphins, Miami Dolphins number one..."

we went shopping for souvenirs -- all kinds of chatchkas.  ashtrays shaped like alligators.  change purses with the image of oranges imprinted on them.   snow globes with dolphins inside.  dolls dressed in straw skirts, with straw hats filled with plastic oranges.

New Year's Eve I wore a floor-length gown, in my favorite lavendar.  I wore that dress for my bat mitzvah a few months later.  (years later, when I picked out dresses for my bridesmaids ....  guess what they looked like?)

guess what I found on youtube?