Carrot sticks!

I actually love vegetables. I mean it. I love broccoli, celery, zucchini, heck I even like brussels sprouts. Why is it then that I have such a hard time fitting in more veggies? I know the big answer is preparedness. I don't prepare very well. I am a born procrastinator. But this morning I actually prepped myself some celery and carrot sticks to take to work to snack on. And for some reason, it actually feels like a chore to eat carrot sticks! My goodness it even sounds like a curse.

"Aww, carrot sticks! My phone just dropped a call!" Yep I think that one is a keeper.

You know it isn't even as if I am forcing myself to eat something I don't like. I like carrots. And not just covered in ranch dressing. I like plain raw carrots. Perhaps the problem is that I have spent too much time eating junk. My mind feels like I need a potato chip instead. Putting something healthy and filling in my body just doesn't give me the same satisfaction as a handful of greasy, salty potato chips. *SIGH

Time to retrain my brain to want the healthy foods again. This is gonna be fun...

lets get this started...

Well this is my second attempt at starting a blog. Couldn't remember my log on information over at thoughts.com, so I followed some lovely lady friends of mine over to Blogger to try again. So here goes...

Why on earth would a woman named Keli name her blog Big Earl's Adventures? Hahaha, because I am funny like that and it makes me laugh. See I am a Big Earl. Well thats how you say it if you are a hick from Oklahoma. Where you are from you may just say big girl. That's okay. I won't judge you.

I am a 34 year old woman with two children and a wonderful husband that loves me and my giant rear. I am confident in my bigness (Okie term. I don't judge you; you don't judge me) I am overweight and would like to not be overweight, but that is not the point.

This is me at a recent event I participated in.
I was cheering on my friend Tammy (she is a Big Earl too) and all her awesomeness.


I have always been a big girl. I am fairly tall for a woman at 5'10" and tower over my wee little husband by a good inch and a half. For this insult, he likes to call me his Amazon. I come from a family with big booties. I can live with it. Even when I lose my weight and get to a weight I feel comfortable living at, I will still have a big butt. I am, and always will be, a Big Earl. And these are my adventures.

So here is a funny picture of an Amazon that my hubby tagged me in on facebook once.
This is from Futurama.