Weighty Issues

Yesterday I bought a red pleather recliner.  It's the most happiest chair on earth - kind of like Chairy from Pee Wee's play house.  That's it!  I'm going to name my pleather recliner Chairy.  Now, let me tell you, I usually have an adverse reaction when people name inanimate objects, but any chair that hugs and rocks you and tells you that life is wonderful deserves a name.  

For those of you who came to this blog expecting to read something about coaching or weight management thank you for your patience while I swooned over Chairy.  Now for the moment you've been waiting for!

We're all buzzing after Mod II last weekend.  What an awesome group of people!  We did lots of coaching, lots of laughing and lots of reflection.  Gremlin show-and-tell was an experience on many different levels.  We are a creative bunch, I'll tell you that!  My gremlin is a Barbie doll named Barbie (it just has to be!) with electrical tape over her mouth.   Dear readers, if you understand why Barbie is my gremlin then we are truly kindred spirits.  Raise your hand if your gremlin is also a fictional representation of perfection who tells you how you will never measure up.  Don't listen to that nonsense.  The next time you find her sitting on your shoulder try one of the following gremlin antidotes:

• tell her to go back to her Playhouse - Ken and Skipper are waiting for her.  
  
• shout SHUT UP BARBIE!!!  (just make sure no one else is around)
  
• cut her hair and tell her not to worry...it'll grow back (hahahahahahaha)
  
• remind her that she's plastic!
  

If you get a chance to try any of the above, please report back.  Or, if you have any other gremlin antidotes I would love to hear about them!

Chow for now.

Judy