Today I ate Nutter Butter cookies and thought of my dad. My dad used to like Nutter Butter cookies. Used to. Past tense.
It was just a little over a month ago that he died. We were with him when he went, me and my sister. And mom, of course.
It wasn't an easy thing, to be there. But it wasn't hard either. Necessary. Painful, yes, but necessary.
Recently, I've been trying to remember his voice. The strong voice of my youth. Before he was sick. Before. But I cant. Maybe someday I will.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
I don't eat that...
...but I do believe this.
Totally stolen from a friend, but I don't think she'll mind.
I CAN can control my body, rather than being controlled by my body.
Totally stolen from a friend, but I don't think she'll mind.
I CAN can control my body, rather than being controlled by my body.
I CAN live a healthy lifestyle that includes a
balanced diet and regular exercise.
I CAN maintain the changes I've made in the LONG TERM.
I CAN have a healthy body.
I DON'T have to settle for an overweight body.
I CAN do this for as long as I want.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
So close...
...yet so far away!
I was on the cusp - the absolute cusp - of being down 50 pounds: 49. And had a set back of sorts, which put me down. But not out.
"Don't make any changes you're not willing to live with forever."
That's my motto. That's my life message. That's my everything.
I was on the cusp - the absolute cusp - of being down 50 pounds: 49. And had a set back of sorts, which put me down. But not out.
"Don't make any changes you're not willing to live with forever."
That's my motto. That's my life message. That's my everything.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Reminders
I am still on track. Down a total of 42 pounds now. I have decided an appropriate (and necessary!) reward for hitting the 5-0 mark will be new bras. As much as I dislike the boogers, it's nice getting new ones in a smaller size.
Every day I have to remind myself why I'm doing this. My inner dialogue goes something like this:
It's hard at this point to say which is the more important reason, but as a whole, it's working. And if it ain't broke, don't question it. Or something like that.
Every day I have to remind myself why I'm doing this. My inner dialogue goes something like this:
- You want to feel better.
- You want to be able to do things like "normal" people and not worry about accomodations.
- You deserve this.
- Those who love you deserve this.
It's hard at this point to say which is the more important reason, but as a whole, it's working. And if it ain't broke, don't question it. Or something like that.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Ahh, life, ye of little faith...
Remember this post? Heck, I should say first, remember me, my handful of followers?
Well, this is the year of the big 4-0, and that long suffering goal is NOT obtainable. However, all is not lost! As of May, I am down 27 pounds in seven weeks, and the numbers are still falling! So, new goal: down 100 pounds by that fateful birthday!
I have taken a somewhat controversial approach this time. It's called "physician managed weight loss." In other words (mine), I pay someone an obscene amount of money (some might say) in order to make me accountable. And I'm okay with that, as long as it works. And it is working, but only because I'm working it.
This post was inspired by a friend, I'll call her J. J and I have recently bonded over our shared goal to lose weight, become more fit, and just generally get healthier. She has been blogging more regularly than myself about this, and I enjoy reading her entries.
I started writing a response to her last blog, and it was so long and convoluted, I stopped and decided to write this blog post instead!
So, J, this is for you:
Everything you said is exactly true. And your opinions about "that place" are valid for those people you see who are doing it wrong! The thing is, you likely don't see the people who aren't doing it wrong (except me!) because they don't end up on your radar. But this isn't about them or that place. This is about you.
We've got to get you off the idea of a "Cheat Day." Let's start looking at it like "Cheat Meals" or "Cheat Montages." (Heck yeah, bring on the montage! Those corny 80's movies can't be wrong!)
We can go to the serve yourself froyo place and get ourselves a cup of goodness, but we have to do it smartly. Sugar free - and good! - flavors abound, with fruit and some nuts? Yummy, and relatively good for you! We can go out to eat and have some decadently rich meal, but, again, show some restraint and half it with someone, or, better yet, just eat half ON PURPOSE! *GASP* Responsibility? What a novel concept!
And this doesn't have to be a scheduled thing. That makes it feel too much like a "to do" list item. Make it as sporadic and unpredictable as you are!
You are doing all the right things, so keep it up! See you soon back on the track, literally!
Well, this is the year of the big 4-0, and that long suffering goal is NOT obtainable. However, all is not lost! As of May, I am down 27 pounds in seven weeks, and the numbers are still falling! So, new goal: down 100 pounds by that fateful birthday!
I have taken a somewhat controversial approach this time. It's called "physician managed weight loss." In other words (mine), I pay someone an obscene amount of money (some might say) in order to make me accountable. And I'm okay with that, as long as it works. And it is working, but only because I'm working it.
This post was inspired by a friend, I'll call her J. J and I have recently bonded over our shared goal to lose weight, become more fit, and just generally get healthier. She has been blogging more regularly than myself about this, and I enjoy reading her entries.
I started writing a response to her last blog, and it was so long and convoluted, I stopped and decided to write this blog post instead!
So, J, this is for you:
Everything you said is exactly true. And your opinions about "that place" are valid for those people you see who are doing it wrong! The thing is, you likely don't see the people who aren't doing it wrong (except me!) because they don't end up on your radar. But this isn't about them or that place. This is about you.
We've got to get you off the idea of a "Cheat Day." Let's start looking at it like "Cheat Meals" or "Cheat Montages." (Heck yeah, bring on the montage! Those corny 80's movies can't be wrong!)
We can go to the serve yourself froyo place and get ourselves a cup of goodness, but we have to do it smartly. Sugar free - and good! - flavors abound, with fruit and some nuts? Yummy, and relatively good for you! We can go out to eat and have some decadently rich meal, but, again, show some restraint and half it with someone, or, better yet, just eat half ON PURPOSE! *GASP* Responsibility? What a novel concept!
And this doesn't have to be a scheduled thing. That makes it feel too much like a "to do" list item. Make it as sporadic and unpredictable as you are!
You are doing all the right things, so keep it up! See you soon back on the track, literally!
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Worst Blogger Ever
Not that I have many readers to miss me, but I have been gone far too long. Life gets in the way of living, I suppose. So I apologize to you, my handful of followers.
This blog is not abandoned quite yet. But it is on the cusp. Hoping the coming of Spring 2012 might inspire me to become a more prolific writer.
This blog is not abandoned quite yet. But it is on the cusp. Hoping the coming of Spring 2012 might inspire me to become a more prolific writer.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Public Restroom Pet Peeve #826
So you decided to use a seat cover. Whatever. Your choice. Even if I deem it pointless.
Why did you leave it on the seat when you left? Seriously? Like I wanna have to dispose of it!
Boo.
Why did you leave it on the seat when you left? Seriously? Like I wanna have to dispose of it!
Boo.
Monday, April 25, 2011
names removed to protect the idiots
I can't deal with calls
it's time for calisthenics
floundering away
it's time for calisthenics
floundering away
Friday, April 22, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
New Contributors
Against my better judgement, I have invited a couple of new guest bloggers to this little party of mine. Please tolerate their shenanigans.
Thank you.
Thank you.
a Cookie haiku original
things that make me laugh
may not make much sense to most
nutsack punching bag
may not make much sense to most
nutsack punching bag
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Home Versus Back Home
I have been in my current area long enough that I have to call it home. I think after thirteen years, it's actually required by law or something.
My parents still live in the same little house where I spent the first 25 years of my life. It's only two hours away from where I live now, but it might as well be on a different planet. I feel that alien going there sometimes. To the town. Not to the house.
I might not call it home, but it will always be back home. Home is where you live. Back home is where your heart will always be.
My parents still live in the same little house where I spent the first 25 years of my life. It's only two hours away from where I live now, but it might as well be on a different planet. I feel that alien going there sometimes. To the town. Not to the house.
I might not call it home, but it will always be back home. Home is where you live. Back home is where your heart will always be.
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