my last post for the day.....

well, i'm getting ready to head home from work. trying not to worry too much about the interview airing tonight. i have to keep reminding myself that i tried to be really honest about what the reporter was asking me. even if it was embarrassing as hell! i was open about the depression, weight gain, wine drinking, etc.... i tried my best to give my opinion, and not slam the surgery. but i can't control how the piece ends up. i can't decide how they edit the interview. if i look like a jackass, so be it.

i just wished i'd picked a better outfit for the interview.....something like this:

wow, i just went to the channel 3 website and saw an ad for my interview: "BARIATRIC BUST tonight at 11pm" hahahahahaha!!!! is it some veiled reference to my bra size?

i'm going to have to remember what HST always said: buy the ticket, take the ride...... i signed up for this, it was all my idea, so whatever happens, i need to just deal with it. who knows, it might end up being a fun ride.....

on another note: more scanner fun!

things were really pink in the 70's!

could i look any more scared? why am i holding my hands out like that? i like that dress though. i'd wear it today.

update: home now & i just got a call from my old boss and apparently i'm on the radio!!!! he was leaving a 4pm meeting (otherwise known as the bar), got into his vehicle, turned on the radio and heard, "tonight at 11, a local woman's horror story of bariatric surgery!!!!" and then a clip of me saying, "i wish i had all been told about all the potential problems before it was too late..." or something like that. it was hard to get the info out of him, because he was laughing so hard.

again, this is all beyond surreal. i'm some combination of horrified and amused.

as i sit here in my pjs typing on the iMac, the dogs relaxing after dinner, tv on, i see the promo for BARIATRIC BUST tonight at 11pm and just shake my head and giggle.

buy the ticket, take the ride.........