I was born a size 16

Well you little ladies, I am in double digits, and spent less than three months of my life as a size 10 AND LOVED IT...but it is hard to maintain. No one likes women on "diets" because women don't like to be told what they can and cannot do, much less can or cannot eat...

Right now I am doing a program where the eating regime is healthy, yet controlled (4 of these, two of these, none of these) and one of the "counselors" is a young, skinny, unmarried, childless girl who has never had a weight issue, under OR over, and cannot "counsel" me on why I eat, what I eat when I eat...

It's a very ugly cycle, and I was inappropriately not nice to her this past week.

But I digress...

I have lost the weight before, I will lose it again, and Hopefully will not gain it back, but knowing me and my metabolism, it could happen...

What's the point? Those diet commercials are playing to the lowest denominated brain cells, those who are so desparate to attain the magazine/celebrity/fashion designer body that they will do/pay/ingest/vomit up whatever works for them.

Here is what I think...we need to see that women who are not size 10 are still worthy of fashions that are not made of polyester and stretchy fabric.

Stupid Rain...

Having planned this yard sale for the past three weeks, when I saw the clear blue sky Thursday afternoon, I NEVER expected the downpour Friday morning....

All was postponed until today. I think I may have cleared $17.

I got paid better at McDonald's.

Cranky is as Cranky Does

Three days of travel with cranky babies in airports, on airplanes, in minivans and just before bed...




I love my children...

Reunion

Just came back from a weekend filled with friends from thirty years ago....Some were good to see, some were good to be seen by. It was a weekend of old bad habits and patterns finally being acknowledged, embraced and hopefully embalmed....





Here are the three old men who reportedly had crushes on me in high school. Two recovering addicts and a pathological liar. Boy, I certainly attracted winners in my youth...


A big shout out to Flipsy and Heidster who both dragged their asses out of bed early on a Sunday morning to drink coffee and eat breakfast with me and let me appreciate their friendship, oh so far from home...


Saw my cute niece and nephews




It's good to be home, my family missed me (not one thing was moved in my absence, not the laundry, not the garbage, not the newspapers on the dining room table...I am truly loved.)

Put me in my place

My friend Gwen has put me in my place by setting up her blog with links, and I've had mine for over a year and still haven't figured out how to do that...

I've encouraged Gwen to tell her story, and she is hesitant, for what exact reason I don't know. She has told me that she doesn't want to share the negative, but as she seeks treatment, she responds sometimes positively, sometimes not. I will respect her privacy and her desire to tell her story in her own time, but I watch and I learn from her and her graceful journey and I have to say to you reading this... just wait!!!