I'm a serial MFP-Quitter

How many accounts have I had here? I don't know, I can't remember.

I first joined in 2009.

I kept trying something new, too fast, too often. never getting anywhere. Deciding it wasn't for me, I'd rather just be chubby, etc.
Then getting disgusted with myself, and coming back. Lather, rinse and repeat.
I've finally clicked with the fat2fit radio method of eating like the slim person you want to become.

I'm 30 this year. I work full time and have two kids (8 & 9). My kids are not my life. I also have two dumbass handbag dogs. OK the dogs are my husband's, but somehow I ended up with the responsibility. I love funny cat stuff. I love to read and watch TV. I run, a little, and not well. I'm doing 30DS because my gut is frickin disgusting. I have little boobies and it sticks out more than my boobs do. That's not cool.
I live in New Zealand. I am very sarcastic. I love cricket.

So, here's what I want:
I want friends who don't try and tell me what I should do. When I fall off the wagon, i don't want advice or commiseration; have a laugh with me while I pick myself back up again.
I don't want fake support, please stop right there with the WTG, Well done, good job etc on every entry.
I want friends who are real people, who make mistakes from time to time, and who sometimes say "screw it" and eat the damn cheesecake and don't bother trying to justify it.
If you're a perfect, clean eater please hit the back button and don't add me. Likewise if you're an 'inspiration'.
But, along with being real people, I don't want whiners. Or hypochondriacs. Or people who insist they're that special snowflake. Or people who try a new fad every week. Or people who are full of excuses why not.
Open (ar at least friends only) diary is a must. I don't care if you miss a day here and there.
If you spend more than 4 hours a week at the gym, we're probably not right for each other.
SAHMs are OK, but not if you use your kids as an excuse or it's all you ever talk//complain about. I have two of my own and that's more than enough kid in my day, tyvm.
Please no Hobbitlovers.


What can I offer you?
An open diary that I try to fill in every day, but sometimes I forget. With a mix of good food and bad food.
I can't offer a comment on every entry, but I can promise they're genuine and actually mean something when I do make them.
Suggestions, when, and only when, they are asked for.
Nil judgement on your calorie goals or food/exercise choices.
Humour, sarcasm and the occasional ball out of left field.
Virtual cookies, because lets face it, we're all here for the cookies.