But this blog is supposed to be about Tori’s waist. It is rare that I meet anyone who is qualified to offer advice in this department. My “girlfriends” are more disposed to spending time in the kitchen rather than at the neighborhood gym. And, that doesn’t do much for the waist. However, they frequently talk of dieting, in hopes of one day seeing the place on their bodies that disappeared so long ago.

Was that him that just ducked behind that big bus?

I’m getting a mental picture of Momma Lloyd adjusting his tie, the mema brushing the back of his hair…of course Linda would be there, probably shining his shoes or something.

Auburn60, I have my favorite suits, also. And since we are dressing Tori’s husband, I really like his hair at least as long as it is in the picture with his #1 fan.

And if you really want to see some cute ones of our favorite blogger and singer……

http://www.russtaff.com/beta/photo_gallery.php

I just got my ticket for Corbin,KY in March. I’m excited. I think Russ is supposed to be there. Am I the designated ‘hugger and sniffer’ for that concert ladies?

I know the secret to Tori’s waist because, you might say, I read the right”books”…though that should be singular.

ONE DAY THEY ARE GOING TO SHOW UP IN THEIR FAVOIRTIE COLOR AT THE SAME TIME.

wish I had a clue as to what I am doing, but I don’t. Anyway, I hope you can catch a picture of RT with the best looking #1 Fan anyone ever had.

August 14 – “One Last Look”…we got “that call” last Sunday (1/25) at 6:00 am…my father-in-law, my kids’ granddad, would be celebrating that Sunday and ever day after that in the presence of Jesus. As the shock wore off, we saw God’s graciousness and mercy and love; and we saw the body of Christ kick into action. What an awesome thing; and to be the recipient of all of that was quite overwhelming and humbling.

So we got back home on Friday afternoon, totally exhausted and emotionally spent. The previously planned Super Bowl party would be at our house on Sunday evening. Looking forward to a housefull of laughter and “terrible towels” (the Pittsburgh Steelers “flag”. Oh, yes, and by the way, we are now being called “Six-Burgh”. We’re excited! Big parade on Tuesday. Totally nutty here.)

Anyway (anyhooo…), this brings me to a response about the January 14th blog “People who dress their Dogs in clothes are Stupid”. What do you then call “People-who-dress-their-newborn-baby-in-dog-clothes-because-that’s-the-only-thing-with-the-Steelers-logo-on-it-that-will-fit-the-baby”? Yes, they were at the party, and she (the baby) was adorable! I have a picture somewere…

Now to January 23rd – “Women Friends”. The USAirways plane crash landing in the Hudson River. I called my friend whose husband is a USAirways pilot. Her shakey voice response was “Yes, he flies that type of plane, Yes that’s his route, No, I haven’t heard from him yet.” So I sat with her for 2 1/2 hours, watching the news, talking about everything else under the sun, until we did hear on the news who the pilot was (and saw a picture to confirm. She didn’t hear from her husband for another couple of hours (he was in the air doing his job; when he landed, why all the phone messages from all these people? Oh. “Honey, I’m OK. I know Sulley and this doesn’t surprise me one bit.”)

This friend was the first one with some delicious chicken soup (sorry, no recipe) and a hug that needed no words when she heard about my father-in-law. She’s been there. She knows. And I know that she knows.

Thanks for all the good stuff you post that makes us laugh and cry and just say “Hmmmm, I never thought about that before.”

God is good no matter what…

P.S. What is a waist?

VOTE for Russ, for SG male vocalist of the year.
http://www.ballotbin.com/voterReg.php?b=6658

Sorry, Tori, but I just want to borrow your platform for a second.

Hehe..(If I offended you in any way then, sorry….)

I LUV UR BLOG.

-Jess

I had this “requiem” for my lost waist and gorgeous good looks years ago. But every now and then, I have a little sad “memorial” service. I figure when my memory goes, I’ll be fine too.

I recommend you guys start using your waist disposal

I hit 55 at a run last year. Trust me the only thing you have to look forward to is gravitas. Fight it Tori. Fight it to your last breath.

I would be one of those weaklings. But come on and be honest. How have you done? I’m headed for a deserted island with no fast food joint, and no grocery store. I will only be able to eat what I grow or catch, kill and cook, and there is a pretty good chance that is the only way I will lose the additional (mumble)lb. body that has been added to mine over the past 25 years.

Yeah, at 50 I thought I was fat, joined a popular program of the 70’s, started jogging and got into pretty good shape. Then I became 60. I only have one thig that is smaller. Ok, make that two.(smile)

In every photo, I look as if I am star gazing, in an attempt to stretch out those three chins below my big smile. After that, it just gets worse. I pull a body, anybody’s body, in front of me in order to cut my size in half. And I hold a newspaper in front of my boobs…need I say more? The magic of the moment.

For two weeks now I have been dieting with two delightful friends. I thought that we would be suffering together, and encouraging one another to stay strong, bite the bullit….instead I find that they are weak and are biting everything except the bullit.

I know all about gravity and how everything moves downwards as you get older….but, honey, there has been a landslide at my house.

Tori, your writings are always so uplifting, so fun, so informative…but this one sucks.

I love you