I believe this blog could turn into an algebraic word problem: Given all blog entries defining weight loss over these years, and this announcement in December 2012 that Tammy has met her goal weight, at what weight did she start?
First correct answer wins. The prize? Um, maybe my CPAP machine? Given my love / hate relationship with it, would be a fitting gesture. The hope being with great weight loss, the need for the damn thing will go away.
I love the fall. Here's one reason why:
Sure, the spring means new hope and renewal, but the fall feels cleansing to me. And the colors sure are purdy.
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