nearly there

haven't posted about weight in a while.... because I haven't been willing to face facts in writing.

While I was on my month long trip, I didn't bother watching what I ate, so, ... Well, I estimate I was somewhere around 250 at my highest, but couldn't bear to look when I first got home.  By the time I got around to it, I was at 247, about 10 or so pounds higher than when I last weighed.  Sigh.  So predictable.

But this morning I clocked in at 2:42, and on schedule to lose all the vacation weight in a month, the same time frame as I gained it.

I'm using this as a reassessment of my rewards/punishments for meeting weight goals.  Surely I can find ways to be "Happy" even without eating.  Too long I've tied the endorfins or whatever they're called to smiles.  What can I do to find bliss even with a rumbly empty tummy?  This needs more fleshing out.  Pun halfway intended!

Time on my hands

I see by the 1 near my pinkie and the 7 on my palm that it's past lunchtime.  Soup today!

I'm so happy, we do the dance of joy!!!

Best explorer of new recipes
Expects great things of herself and others (and gets them!)
Can backseat drive her sister like no one else
Kind at heart
Yearns [successfully] to be a great mother and wife

around the world and back in the groove

Been out partying for over a month.  Now that I have a cold, I've been brought back to earth and mere mortal status.

Anyone want to magically change my walnut tree into a simple shade tree that won't drop a hundred walnuts JUST AFTER I PICKED UP ALL THE ONES ON THE GROUND!!!