That Magical Land of Skinny

Book Description

Monster in Her Mirror

Sandra Vaughan wrote Monster in her Mirror as a rebuttal to all the dieting and dancing around the real issues she faced trying to get to that magical land of skinny.

"The problem was, the more I searched the more I was lost. I sat down and decided to tell the truth, the whole uncomfortable truth of me and my private whacky world filled with contradictions that swirled around me while I set out to resolve the fat-chick madness. With all the supplemental solutions out there like new diets, bigger boobs, plumby lips, and those nose jobs, those solutions never seemed to address that real question. Why do we need to change so badly? It was always the cart before the horse. Deep down inside I knew that dieting, comparing, and competing were all Band Aides, not solutions for the deeper more sinister mindset. Trickster, lurking in the shadows, was always right there seducing me further down the rabbit hole of self-loathing."

No Fat Chicks is the story of Sandra's journey.  I had to fight like hell to break its mental hold...And finally learn to be nice to me and let go of the crippling self-sabotage.

Done!!!

Finally, it's done.

He finished the dreaded office remodel.

Of course that's not entirely true. He still has the bathroom mirror, kitchen cab. door knobs, and light switch plates to go. So, I'm thinking by summer, but you're not gonna hear a word of bitching from me...oh no.

He's out of my office and things are back to lovely! Heck, I might even start sleeping with him again. ( ha-ha)

Bad Boy Tricks

In my house Rob, my guy, can't help but go man once in awhile and try to squish me. Like women that can't help accidentally giving their power away, guys just love squishing us. Now Rob is not the enemy, but being the guy that he is, the man-thing shows up.

For instance, we're in the middle of a remodel. Fine, a month long project has turned into 3 months and of course I can't say a word. Why, because he'll stall even further on the progress. Hence, I have no voice in my own house and I have to be a good little girl, or else.. Well we all know what that means, he'll quit. Now I'd love to throw some money or more monkeys at the project, hell anything at this point to get the job done. I want my office, peace, and my life back.

But noooooo-not Rob for some man-thing reason he enjoys seeing me squirm in discomfort. He likes taking over my office space, using my computer, and generally abusing my patients. And that's where the squishing part comes in. Guys can't help but squish the women they love, it must be in their jeans!

I curse the day I said yes to this remodel, falling for his man-trip and squishing me in my own home. "Just finish your office and get out of mine," is what I scream into the pillow, while I pound my fist crying!

Just another bad-boy trick...