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It took a long time but I had surgery in Feb. I am back and plan to get active now that I have had surgery. I will do an update post soon. But since Jan 1st I have went from 295 to 233.
I found this letter recently on-line. When I read it, I realized some of the things I would say could hurt someone I love. I now keep weight loss comments away from the ears of my grandchildren and other children. Be mindful of little ears. Dear Mom, I was 7 when I discovered that you were fat, ugly, and horrible. Up until that point I had believed that you were beautiful—in every sense of the word. I remember flicking through old photo albums and staring at pictures of you ...
Today for lunch I am eating a modified version of this. I say modified because I do not use agave and I cut down the sweetners a bit. For dinner last night I made this again I modified for me. I don't eat cheese unless it is vegan (made from nut milks) but I completely left it off last night. This is dinner tonight. The noodles are made from zucchini. You can also make them from carrots or squash. I am making this soup to go with it. The leftovers will become meals ...
Remember I said I was making cards for each pound I lose? Here is the card I picked to represent the scale saying 250. Now before anyone says anything about my card project focusing solely on weight loss....yes it does. Yes I know I scream daily that this path (**see side note**) I am on is not about weight loss. But it is the easiest measurement and quite honestly I am not very creative so it was what I had. Deal with it. I am still not focused on the weight. It is what's on the cards ...
Yesterday I got a heir (oops hair) cut. It was a drastic cut taking my hair from near my waistband of my jeans to above my shoulders. I could rattle off 50 reasons but the biggest is I wanted a change I could control so I lost control and chose a cut so radically different. But the haircut really isn't the big thing in this story. I picked up my grandson afterwards. He is almost 9. He lives with me most of the time. His father (my son) is a underwater welder. As wonderful as our state, ...