We’re back.

Did you miss us?

We took a break for a while.

We were kind of stuck. Bunny wasn’t losing weight, and when you’re writing a weight-loss blog, you eventually run out of content when nobody’s actually losing weight.

Plus–and please don’t be offended by this–we kind of felt like we were talking to the walls. We have lots of hits on our BunnyBlog every day, even while we were BunnyNapping, but very little feedback. So y’all are out there, and that’s fantastically awesome, but we sort of just kind of didn’t know whether you were coming because we were entertaining you, educating you, or if you just liked to look at the cute clipart.

So, we all needed a break.

But things have changed!

Bunny’s buns are shrinking!!!!

So here’s what happened. One day, Bunny went to her Bunnycologist, and the nurse took her blood pressure. It was high.


This scared Bunny, so she finally broke down and made an appointment with her regular doctor–you remember her, right? We call her the Carb-Hating Doctor. She’s a very good doctor, but she gives Bunny that withering look of abject disapproval, and she’s kind of scary.

Bunny had successfully avoided the Carb-Hating Doctor for some time. But now her blood pressure was worrisome, and she was just scared, so she bit the bullet and went to stand in front of the firing squad.

As she was waiting in the examination room for the Carb-Hating Doctor’s first appearance, she grabbed a flyer from the rack on the wall. It was about a weight-loss program the doctor was recommending. Bunny started to read it–not because she was really interested, but mostly because she knew the doctor would have already seen the results of her weigh-in, and Bunny hoped that if the doctor saw her reading this, maybe she wouldn’t kill her. Flyer as Shield–would it work?

It did, mostly. The Carb-Hating Doctor didn’t kill her. She did give her that withering look, though.

And Bunny was on the program before she left the office. 25 carbs a day maximum, no tomatoes or cheese for the first wave.

You may recall that tomatoes are Bunny’s favorite food. Ugh.

By the way, Bunny’s blood pressure was just fine, despite her Fear of Doctorly Disapproval and Not-Niceness. Apparently, that one elevated blood pressure reading was the Universe telling Bunny it was time to go to the doctor.

So here we go again.

Let’s get this party started!!!!

Shrink Those Buns!

September 2, 2009

Hello! You’re just in time. Today marks the beginning of Bunny’s journey to health, happiness and a new skinny body! 

This is isn’t the first time Bunny has gone down this road, but she’s in her 50’s now, and although she had heard that it’s harder to lose weight after age 50, she assumed that meant that the weight would come off more slowly because the metabolism slows down. While very true, that’s not the half of it.  They forget to tell her that her mind would be far less cooperative than it used to be.

Ah, yes, the mind. It becomes tired, cranky, stubborn and unfriendly when presented with the prospect of taking the trip down the road of weight loss again. Bunny’s challenge is to befriend it, trick it, bribe it, buy it dinner, whatever it takes to get it on board, because the effort succeeds and fails only if the mind is on board.

OK, enough about roads and buses. Let’s start shrinking those buns! 

(Feel free to lend encouragement whenever you like. Bunny needs all the help she can get.)