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    Cupcakes Are Not a Diet Food
    Cupcakes Are Not a Diet Food
    Cupcakes Are Not a Diet Food
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    Cupcakes Are Not a Diet Food

    By Brenda Kennedy, Carla Evans, Martha Farmer and

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    While on a Caribbean Cruise and after numerous bottles of Moscato wine and several trips to the all-you-can-eat dessert bar, four sisters decided to write a book about their love affair with food and their experiences with diet disasters. With a combined 224 years of experience between the sisters, they consider themselves experts at diet failures.
    Once the title of the book was decided, they eagerly disembarked the ship, headed home, and not very quickly began writing about their diet bloopers and failures.
    After they discussed their work-in-progress with their older, and wiser, and normal-weight brother David, he realized the book was a fun idea, but it would need some insight into good nutrition and exercise and so he graciously or reluctantly (depends on who you ask) volunteered to add some of his wisdom and knowledge to the readers and to his sisters.
    Chapter One: “Let’s Talk About Diets," by Brenda Kennedy
    Chapter Two: "Did Someone Say Cookies?" By Carla Evans
    Chapter Three: “My Knee-Slapping Diet Experiences" by Rosa Jones
    Chapter Four: "'Let's Go On A Diet Together!' She said 'It'll be Fun!' She said 'My Ass!' I Said" by Martha Farmer
    Chapter Five: "Diet, Nutrition, and Exercise — The Serious Stuff" by David Bruce

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBrenda Kennedy
    Release dateAug 23, 2016
    ISBN9781370648702
    Cupcakes Are Not a Diet Food
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    Brenda Kennedy

    Brenda Kennedy, an award winning and Amazon bestselling author, is a true believer of romance. Her stories are based on the relationships that define our lives - compassionate, emotionally gripping, and uplifting novels with true to life characters, that stay with her readers long after the last page is turned.Her varied, not always pleasant background has given her the personal experience to take her readers on an emotional, sometimes heart wrenching, journey through her stories.Brenda has been a struggling single mom, a survivor of domestic abuse, waitress, corrections officer, hostage negotiator and a corrections nurse. She is also a wife, mom, and grandmother. Even though her life was not always rainbows and butterflies, she is a survivor and believes her struggles have made her the person she is today.Brenda is the author of the award winning book, Forever Country (The Rose Farm Trilogy Book 1). She has been dubbed "The Queen of Cliffhangers" by her adoring readers because books one and two always have a cliffhanger ending. In Brenda's own words, "I write series that end in cliffhangers, because I love them. I always give away the first book in each series so you have nothing to lose by reading it."She was born and raised in Zanesville, Ohio and moved to SW Florida in 2006 with her husband Rex. They have a combined family, and she often jokes about not remembering what child belongs to who.

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      Cupcakes Are Not a Diet Food - Brenda Kennedy

      Cupcakes are Not a Diet Food

      A collection of true, funny, short stories written by four sisters, and a few thousand words from the wise written by a brother

      By

      Brenda Kennedy

      Carla Evans

      Martha Farmer

      Rosa Jones

      and

      David Bruce

      ***

      This book is dedicated to every woman who has ever dieted.

      We hope that everyone to whom this book is dedicated buys a copy.

      SMASHWORDS EDITION

      Copyright 2016

      By

      Brenda Kennedy

      Carla Evans

      Martha Farmer

      Rosa Jones

      and

      David Bruce

      ***

      Chapter One: Let’s Talk About Diets, by Brenda Kennedy

      Preface

      First, I want to say I am NOT a dietitian, or a nutritionist. I wish I were. If I were, maybe dieting would have been easier for me. I’m just a fat girl who thought it would be funny to write a book about my personal weight-loss failures. If you can’t laugh at yourself, then who can you laugh at? Not Taylor Swift. She’s skinny. This is not a book about telling you what diets work and what diets don’t work. This book is strictly written to talk about my failures and the things that I know do NOT work for ME.

      At age 52, I believe that I have tried and failed at every diet out there. If I didn’t try it, it’s because I read a book on it, and I knew I would fail at it before I ever started. 

      I was born and raised in the era where fasting was an effective form of dieting. When did starvation ever become a good idea? You would lose some weight, but trust me, it was very short lived. As soon as you started to eat again, the weight would latch on and return, bringing more weight with it in retaliation.

      This book is written with humor in mind. It is NOT an educational tool by any means. I’ve been dieting for as long as I can remember and I wanted to share my not-so-productive adventure with you.

      Things I have learned along the way is a ½ gallon of ice cream is NOT a single serving. Wine is NOT a serving of fruit, and cupcakes are NOT a diet food, even if they are made with real strawberries.

      I hope you enjoy the story of my dieting disasters. 

      Let’s Talk About Carbs

      I remember the first time I thought I was fat. I was in my twenties and had given birth to my third child, Bo, who I believe was six months old. (No, not when he was born. Six months after he was born.) I was 5’3" and weighed 134 pounds. I was standing outside of our apartment talking to a friend and she readily agreed that yes, I was indeed fat. I wish now that I was as heavy as I was when I first thought I was overweight.

      Back then my life was a rollercoaster and I didn’t need to diet to lose unwanted weight. I divorced and instantly became thin. Then I was in a new relationship and again gained some unwanted weight. During the courting period with my now-husband Rex, my weight would rise and fall depending on how our relationship went. We had a very rocky start and when we married on October 22nd, 1988, my wedding dress was a size five. To be a size five again, I think I would be too thin, especially at my age now. But in a size five, I looked and felt great in my twenties.

      I remember when I really knew I had an overweight problem. Rex and I moved to Florida on April 26th, 2006. It was a great move. We both had great jobs, the sun was shining everyday, and the winters were warm. Life was grand. One night in October, Rex and I got into this huge fight and he called me a fat ass! I was shocked and hurt, even if it was the truth. By this time I weighed 176 pounds and being a short girl, I knew he was right. I was fat. But so was he. What right did he have to call me that?

      So, you know what I did? Yep, that’s right. I dieted and I lost the weight. It wasn’t easy, but every time I thought back to his fat ass sitting on the couch eating, I was more and more determined to lose the weight and show him who the fat one was.

      I was a nurse and worked at a prison in Lake City, Florida. I worked with a thin, cute girl named Amanda. Amanda was also from Ohio but was much younger, prettier, and thinner than I was. I loved her. She had spunk and will power, and she was one of the sweetest girls I ever met. We worked well together and became instant friends. I guess when you work twelve-hour shifts with someone, they do tend to grow on you. We were more like family than co-workers. 

      We got to talking, and she told me that she was heavy when she was in high school. I couldn’t believe it so she brought in a picture of her in her senior year of high school. Yep, Amanda was once a fat girl. When I asked her how she lost her weight, she told me she told herself she didn’t like snake cakes. One day, she actually believed it.

      Well, what works for one does not always work for another. I told myself everyday for two weeks that I didn’t like snack cakes, candy bars, or potato chips. The more I told myself that, the hungrier I became and the more I craved snack cakes, candy bars, and yes, potato chips. I love that kind of shit, and I knew telling myself I didn’t like it wouldn’t be enough. I needed a diet, and it had to be a diet I could do.

      While I was starving myself to be thin, Amanda was eating and snacking. She would bring in nuts, cheese sticks, pepperoni rolls, and even three pieces of Starburst candy. See, working night shift as a nurse in a prison, we had some downtime in the late night hours. We got to talking again and she told me she doesn’t eat carbs. That’s a lie. Carbs are in almost everything. She told me she tried to stay away from all carbs. We talked about the foods she ate daily and the foods she never eats. Birthday cake being one of the things she never eats. Hell no. I was born and raised that you have to have a piece of birthday cake for luck. I have no idea if this is true, but I wasn’t about to find out if it wasn’t. Besides, I loved birthday cake. I took notes as Amanda talked. The faster she talked, the faster I wrote. I honestly and truly believed I could also do the low-carb diet. Breads and pasta are bad carbs, while fruits and veggies are good carbs.

      I bought books and eagerly researched everything I could on this new-to-me diet. Bound and determined, as opposed to the book, which was bound and paginated, I went to the store and bought everything on my list of things I could eat. I was so excited because I knew this was something I could do. I even bought the whipped cream in the can, because believe it or not, whipped cream was low to no carbs. Hell yes, this was a diet I could excel at, I just knew it.

      I did the low-carb diet and the first two days were fine. Rex and I went out for breakfast one morning, and I had my list of things I could and couldn’t eat. I needed the list because I still couldn’t remember everything. I sat at the booth and anxiously ordered my breakfast. Two eggs over easy, three slices of bacon, and white toast. Wait, I can’t have toast. I’ll have biscuits. Nope, I can’t have bread. NO BREAD! Nothing to soak up my runny yolks with? What will I do? Rex? He did this. He knew I would want toast. He planned this all along. I smiled and told the waitress, No bread. Just the bacon and eggs, please.

      Would you like grits or home fries? 

      Hell yes, I want hash browns and home

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