Yay Kathy!
Re the dieting thing, I think I'm where Calli is in many ways--I could diet and exercise like crazy, or I could not take so much time to worry about my food and be lazy, and just be ok with the extra weight. Now granted, lately I've gotten in some very bad habits and am eating way too much and not exercisIng at all, which is not what I mean--I weigh more than I'd like now. But even when I was more in shape and felt awesome I wasn't really dieting, just working out (and weighing 20 pounds less than now...but still 20 pounds more than "perfect")
Yeah, Time Warner. How wide is wide? I need company for my misery.
She's in Joshua Tree. Wide.
She said something about "California" but I don't know how far across the state, whether it's North as well as South.
WTF Australia?!
billytea, please explain your mutant manimal making continent.
Damn, evolution is amazing.
ION, even little tiny T-Rex legs make skinks fall in "super-cute" instead of "run, flee, OMG, PANIC!" like snakes (and lying-to-themselves-and-Science legless lizards) do.
The craft fair was not a success for me - only sold 4 ornaments. I got lots of compliments but then they would move on. If only I had thought to embroider toilet paper. That table made a bunch of money selling $5 rolls of toilet paper.
Eeeks! well, I guess I'm glad I'm on Earthlink.
Kathy, good to see you! Glad the surgery went well.
Oh. Is that why I couldn't get into anything? Stoopid Time Warner.
It did get me off my ass enough to start the mushroom and beef stew (with smoky chiptole! and blue cheese!) which I will finish baking tomorrow. I forgot to make a roux for the gravy but oh well. I'm still winging it.
I lost 30 pounds a few years ago doing Atkins. I felt really good on the very-low-carb diet, but Stuff Happened and I got really stressed and went back to the comfort foods and gained about 15 pounds back. Now since I've moved here, back to the Land of Dumplings and Pie, and I'm horribly sedentary, and I've gained back everything I lost. This isn't the heaviest I've ever been, but it's about 85 pounds more than what I want to weigh.
I've considered just saying, screw it, I'm never gonna be thin again and I don't care; it's not worth the mental turmoil. But I'm not happy. My back hurts, my feet hurt, my legs hurt; I physically cannot do most of the things I want to do, and even more than wanting to look good and be sexy and wear pretty clothes, I want to dance and hike and spend a leisurely couple hours walking around a mall or a museum, and join my thin little sister and nieces and friends on the fun things they do, and I just can't. I'm trying to keep that in the front of my mind as I embark on yet another attempt to lose about 80 pounds.
(I just watched Percy teh Emo Cat get up on the fridge, open the cabinet door, and disappear inside. Now I know where he hides! And I totally can't reach him, either. He's not so dumb as he pretends to be.)
