Want freebies? And be in pictures? 

A member of the TresSleek staff emailed me this morning, asking if any of my readers lived in Maryland.  They would like to use a gastric bypass patient as a model for their upcoming photo shoot displaying their garments.  Not sure if you have heard of this company before (watch for upcoming product reviews an ads on this site) but they have a few great products that may help out some folks with “skin issues”. 

If you meet these criteria, please contact the TresSleek Company at mzzander@yahoo.com

• Must be a Weight Loss Surgery Patient
• Live in the Howard County, Maryland area or nearby
• Be available the 1st or 2nd week of May (they will work around your schedule)

And, the best part is, you get TWO free shapewear pieces!  Here are a few products:

*If you want to order one of these garments, visit Tres’Sleek website, and use promo code RF2009 to receive a 10% discount (for my blog readers)!

OK, sigh.  I have uploaded pics into Photobucket AND Slide.  However, it is just not working for me!  I cannot upload the entire show.  But, for those of you who are diligent and really want to see, please click here to be directed to my slideshow!  Melinda’s House Remodeling Pictures.

I hope this works!  Here are a few though….

Yesterday was so pretty out.  It’s been awhile since I just went shopping on a Friday evening after work and walked around, looking for wonderful deals, pretty shirts, etc.  The sunny weather makes me want to BUY a new outfit! I called Tim to let him know to expect me a little later because I was going to TJ Maxx.  It’s only two blocks from our house.

I was looking around, admiring all the gorgeous yellows, pinks, bright blues, greens…  and a garment pops up right before my face.  I was mesmerized by it, and decided to try it on.  So I made my way to the dressing room after scanning all the other clothes in the store…  I just saw and tried on the exact same garment about a month ago.  It is a garment somewhat similar to Yummie Tummie…

I’m not certain if you can see, but just under the breastline, there is a panel that extends to where the woman is holding her hands.  It’s a EXTRA FIRM support panel that is a different material than the breast section and the lower waist section (which is cotton).  I thought, “Wow, ok let me try this on again.  I can use a small…  that would hold my stomach in…”

No lie.  I had no problems pulling the garment down.  I didn’t like the way it fit.  You would think I learned that lesson a month ago…  but when I obsess over something that I did NOT buy, I will go back and try to find it again…  and most of the time see for the second time that it wasn’t worth my money.  Anyway…  I tried to take this shirt off.  And I recalled the last “try on” episode.  I almost broke my wrist that day.  I actually think I popped something out of socket.  It hurt like a son of a gun!  And, I was able to pop it back in.  I swear to you, I felt it pop!  So I swore to myself… this time will be different.  With ease I tried to lift the shirt off.  It would not budge!  I was staring at myself in the mirror, unsatisfied with how it fit… disgusted with my body and myself for having gotten myself into this predicament again…  and wondering, “Dear Lord, should I ask that lady out there to come help me get this off?”  But she was not very nice…  she treated all the ladies in line as if they were possible criminals, making us each put all our hangered garments on the rack, her counting every single one, lifting them off and giving them to us along with our garment number.

I tried to cross my arms and reach down, grab a corner of the shirt so that I could lift and tug up at the same time.  It didn’t work.  I tried to move my left arm INTO the tank strap and make my way down to lift it off and over my head.  That didn’t work.  Now I’m not one to use profanity, but I was disgusted and humiliated by this time.  “Shit, what am I gonna do? Oh hell, Melinda, you’ve done it now!”  Ok, calm down… breathe in, breathe out…  you got out of this contraption once, now Melinda you can surely do it again!  I let my arms go limp, shrugged my shoulders to get myself relaxed, took a few breaths…  gearing up to start again.  I wasn’t sure whether I would be able to get it off in one piece… I just might hear the garment ripping its seams…  But here goes…  I grabbed the top , yanked real hard, and started making my way out.  Hallelujah! Thank you dear God!  The garment made it out alive, in one piece, and so did I!

And I’ll be daggone it…  if I didn’t stop and look at some shapewear garments at Ross today…  there on the hanger was a Yummie Tummie.  FUGGET ABOUT IT!

I just LOVE my children!  Furbabies are such a blessing…  I cannot imagine life without having animals in it…  Can you?  Here are some pics I took of my precious chil’ren!

(Kobe)  A Face Not Just a Mother Could Love!

  (Foo Foo)  “Gimme love!  Or, Gimme a treat!”

(Missy) – The Ole Wise One