Watching the Weight

Aren’t we all weight watchers?  I don’t know of one woman who doesn’t watch her weight.  Even the real, how do I put this delicately,  “FATTIES”, watch their weight.  They don’t necessarily do anything about it.  They just watch it.  Even if they don’t have a scale they still watch their weight.  They have to look in the mirror occasionally and when they do you know damn well they are watching their weight in that truthful mirror. How do I know this?  I know this because I am still a “FATTY” and I have watched my weight for years. 

I don’t know who this woman is but I wish I had good eyesight like she does.

 

 

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I watched it when I was thin so I wouldn’t get fat and I watched it when I was fat ( not to say that I’m not fat now)  just in case some miracle happened during the night.  Yes, I still believe in miracles but the weight loss miracle eludes me.  30 years and the miracle of weight loss is like a pie in the sky.  It ain’t gonna happen and if it does I want chocolate cream pie, please.

So I’m back to weight watchers again and this time I mean the real “Weight Watcher”  program  You know the one.  The one with the meetings and points and low-fat everything.

I haven’t been to weight watchers in a while and my scale proves that.  I have tried going back a few times but I always found an excuse to not attend meetings.  No meetings–no weight loss.

I went to the meeting last Monday and I have been counting points all week.  I go again tomorrow .  I’ll let you know what happened.

Oh, one more thing–you know how everyone says they are losing weight for their health–HELL NO!!  I want to look hot!!

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I Took a Vacation! Awards!!!

…away from weight watchers and gained back 4.6 pounds. BUT__I am back on track. I missed the last three meetings but I went today, thank goodness. I sort of went nuts during the holidays–a downright sugar overload. I think I caught it quick before it got out of control.

I received some awards recently and am only now posting about them.. I am such a dumbass.. I should have done this before but for some unknown reason(actually my bad memory) I am doing it now.

First from Javaqueen. JavaQueen is one of my favorite, no nonsense, bloggers. She doesn’t take any shit and we love her honesty. To me, honesty is one of the most important things. Just tell me like it is. Thank you so much JQ. You are the bomb and I say that only in a good way. Love Ya!!!

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Next one is from my favorite bead lady and that is The Bead Den. This lady can work her fingers with those beads. She also writes about lots of other cool stuff including politics and this woman loves Christmas. She gave me so many great ideas for Christmas crafts this year. I thank her very much for this award.

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The last one is from Crone and Bear It. She is one of my newest blog buddies. She has a great sense of humor and blogs about everything. Like me she is retired and loving it. I look forward to getting to know her better. I would also like to thank her a lot for this award.

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Now I am supposed to pass these on. I sometimes don’t like to do that because I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings but I am going to pass these on. If I don’t pick you this time I am sure I will pick you sometime. You know I love ya!!

The first one, The Gold Card award, I pass on to Little Miss Sew & Sew. She is the sweetest, most awesome and understanding lady around. She has also inspired me with her weight loss efforts. She is one hot mama! She also sews up a storm.

The second award, The Butterfly Award ,I pass on to the newly married, beautiful Birdpress. What a sweetheart she is. Always a nice word for everybody. I am really happy to call her a friend.

The last award, The One Lovely Blog Award, I pass on to Teeni. I know she gets awards a lot but she deserves every single one and I know you will all agree with me. You can’t help but love her wonderfulness. You can always count on her if you need a friend to talk to.

Well with that done I am going to stop here. All that linking is hard work. Ha! Ha! I’m watching “Field of Dreams” for the umpteenth time. I love that movie.

Weight Watchers Saturday!! OOPS! Baby Stuff!

Well, all I can say is I didn’t gain weight but I didn’t lose either.  I actually stayed the same.  I figure that’s not horrible with Thanksgiving and all plus the night before,  Sarah, the wasband and I went to Grumpy’s pub to see the band that played at Sarah’s wedding.  We had a good time.  Didn’t stay late and only had two drinks but that is probably about 5 points.  Add that to Thanksgiving day and you’ve got no weight loss.

I have to step up the weight loss now so I can have my new knee done in March.  That will give me three months to recover before baby is born.

I’m going to have to be in shape!

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One thing I forgot to mention was the due date.  The baby is due on my birthday, June 9th.  Sarah’s Doctor came up with June 10th but I found a website online and it came up with June 9th so that’s what I am telling everyone.

Obie’s grandfather and brother share their birthday on June 12th.  I’m hoping it will be born on my birthday but it would be cool too to have it born on it’s great grandfather’s birthday and it’s uncle’s.

I’m also tired of calling it–IT.  Sarah and Obie want to know the gender but we have to wait until sometime in January for that.  I, personally, don’t care what it is as long as it is human and not some alien.  I will be happy though we did call my son  “alien piggy” when he was little.

When I was little I referred to myself as Noni and most of my relatives called me Noni.  We’ve decided it will make a good grandma’s name.  I don’t really want to be called Grandma or Nana anyway and I certainly don’t want to be called Granny.   We have also decided to have Barry be called Bubba.  We have many times referred to him as Bubba so it will fit right in.

The kids are still discussing names for it but I think they want to find out the gender before they really decide.

To Sarah:

Tuesday, June 9th, 2009

You are currently in week 12. Your little one is around two whole inches long and their head is starting to lift a bit as their neck straightens. What’s more they’re practicing breathing using amniotic fluid and they’ve developed their sucking reflexes. As for you, your pregnancy is now becoming a fact which others can observe without you telling them that no, you’re not just putting on a bit of weight.

Museditions just asked a good question on my last post about the baby. Where are we going to put the little  wee one?

The kid’s basement apartment

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The above is a crude drawing I just did on Paint. My goodness, using Paint is like using an Etch-A-Sketch.  I was never good at that.  I hated Etch-A-Sketches.  Obviously I can’t draw at all.  Anyway, where it says baby is part of their storage room.  They will put up walls and a floor and ceiling and ventilate the air.  The room will be small but this way the baby can be downstairs with them when they are home.  They will be able to fit a crib and a bureau in it.   Otherwise they would have to kick out Barry and use his room on my floor and they don’t want to do that.  We actually like having the wasband around.  I once posted photos of their apartment downstairs here.  It’s really nice.

Well, that’s it for now.  I am going to settle down in my room and crochet.

Weight Watchers Saturday! wOOt! wOOt! Couchsurfing!

Are You ready?  I LOST 4 POUNDS THIS WEEK!!!

Yes, I was really happy.  I have now lost 87 pounds. I really gave it my all this week because I know I have to stop futzing around and get it done.  I’ve still got another 100 pounds or more to go.

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Well,  I’ve removed all refrigerator magnets so I have no more excuses.

Sarah and I are working hard making our home made Christmas gifts.  Unfortunately, I can’t post any photos or even tell you what we are doing because certain people like MY SISTER read my blog and I want her to have some surprises.  Notice how she never leaves comments.  But that is probably because we talk on the phone at least 5 times a day.

My sister, My best friend, My therapist, My mentor,  I call her Bobbie or Sister B.  I’d be lost without her.

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Damon is in Kill Devil Hills, NC.  He doesn’t know if he is going to stay there because there are no fishing jobs now.  He might go further south.  We talk about 10 times a day on the cell phone.  Every time he sees something cool he calls me.  I now know there are a lot of logging trucks on Route 64 and there are a lot of cotton fields.  He has been couchsurfing.

“CouchSurfing is a worldwide network for making connections between travelers and the local communities they visit.”

Basically if you are a member and have good feedback other members will let you sleep on their couch for a night or two when you are traveling. Damon and Anna have done a lot of couchsurfing.  They did a lot of it when they went to Alaska and it’s free.

“CouchSurfing Collectives (or CSCs) are held in order to bring participants together to improve the CouchSurfing website and grow our community. Participants enjoy an exotic and fun environment, as well as free meals and accommodation. They are invited in order to contribute towards improving the CouchSurfing experience for everyone.”

This is the Couchsurfing Collective that Damon and Anna went to in Alaska.

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Damon is on the far right.  This is the photo that is on the main page on the couchsurfing website.

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Well, now that you have all had a lesson in couchsurfing I don’t have much else to write about today.

One more thing, it is freakin’ cold today!!!

Weight Watchers Saturday and Other Nonsense

I was happy with my weight loss this week.  I lost 1.8 pounds.  It was a good meeting.  The leader passed out cards and asked us 3 questions and we were to write down the answers.  One of the questions was ” What could you do to make your family meals more appealing?” You were suppose to write the first thing that came to mind.  I already go to extremes to do that for my family.  I serve my meals on nice plates not paper ones.  They are good, hearty appetizing meals.  I put a lot of effort into my cooking.  I even think about colors when I cook and will use a red pepper vs. a green one when I need some color.

So I wrote  ” Carving little vegetables into flowers.”  Yea, like I am going to really do that.  I don’t think so.  But it was the first thing that came to mind because I couldn’t think of anything else.  Some of the weight watcher women thought I actually did that.

I can see myself spending the afternoon carving sweet potatoes into fish.  I don’t think so.  I’ve got better things to do.  I have blogging.

I realized today that when I sit down to write a blog I usually have no idea in my head what I am going to write about.  I just start typing. I guess it goes to show you I don’t think too much about anything serious. But that’s also how I keep sane and silly. Which is just where I want to be right now in the twilight of my years.  Am I in the twilight of my years yet?  When exactly does that happen?

So I did a google image search for twilight years and came up with this.

Ha! Ha!  Now that’s more like it.  That’s exactly where and when I live.  The Freakin’ Twilight Zone.  Perfect!!!!

Speaking of Halloween.  My daughter and her hubby went to a friend’s house last night.  My son went to a bar to see his friend’s band, the wasband was doing a card show and I was abandoned and left alone to deal with the trick or treaters.  I bought candy.  No one showed up.  Not one little kid.  I was sort of disappointed but I also sort of figured no one would come from past years.

Sarah leaves for Puerto Rico tomorrow with her bosses and a couple of co-workers for a business trip. She’ll be gone 6 days and is leaving me alone with the men of the house. I wish I could stow away on board the plane with my drugs and alcohol because that’s the way I fly. But I guess I can’t.

This is where she is staying.  Not too shabby.

Weight Watcher’s Saturday!!

Well, the news isn’t horrible considering the crap I went through over the last two weeks.  I missed last Saturday’s meeting because of Grampa’s funeral.  I never do as well when I miss a meeting. I also wore heavier clothing this week. I had on long jeans and a long sleeve shirt and socks.  Usually I have been wearing very thin capris and a T-shirt.  I’m thinking the jeans weigh a lot. I wish I had a scale to weigh them.  They wouldn’t let me take tham off at weight watchers.  Ha! Ha! That would have been a sight.  Me and my purple underwear.

I ended up gaining 1 pound over the two weeks so I am thinking I actually stayed the same and didn’t gain anything because of the heavy clothes which surprises me because it seemed I did some emotional eating.

Why do I think this won’t work? I used to sell this type of stuff.

Tonight I am going to a party at my niece’s house.  They just bought the house this summer.  They hadn’t sold their old house which is on the same street two houses down from the new one.  They rented it and the week before the people were supposed to move in,  the old house  burned to the ground.  It was an electrical fire.  Thank goodness no one was living in it yet.  The bad thing is my neice hadn’t moved all their stuff out and her wedding gown and photos etc. were burned. She’s only been married two years.

I haven’t seen the new house yet so I’m excited to do that.  It’s much larger than the old one and has a lake view.  Plus I am always up for a good party.  She said she would have a vegetable tray for me. You gotta love those veggie trays.

These save me at parties. I can eat all night for almost 0 points.

I’ll bring my camera and hopefully have permission to post some party pictures. I’m going in my traditional costume–myself.  I’ll do an interview at the party.  Should be interesting because I will have a few rum and diet cokes. They are only 2 points each.

Well, I have to go take a shower and get ready.  Ta! Ta!  WTF does Ta!  Ta! mean anyway.

Well, now we know!!!

Probably derived from baby talk c1823 (imitative)

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tɑːtɑː or tətɑː or təˈtɑː

[edit] Interjection

ta ta

  1. informal: goodbye
    • 1923, Ed Smith of Cranbrook Courier, Reminiscences of Kootenay Pioneers (recalling an event claimed to be the origin of the place name Ta Ta Creek recorded in 1900; viewed in British Columbia archives at [1]) – Red put the spurs to his horse and galloped away: “Ta ta, friends, I’ve business up the trail.”
    • 2006, Daily Flute (blog) read at [2] on 13 May 2006, Ta ta – I’m going to stop blogging, probably for good.

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Weight Watchers Saturday!! OOPS! I Didn’t Go!! More Dancing!!

Being the party girl that I am now, I went out Friday night with my son.  The wubby and his girlfriend were here and they are early risers.  I mean like they get up at some ungodly hour in the night morning. This means they go to bed at some ungodly hour in the evening at night.  I’m talking 9:00PM.  My night is just beginning then. Yes, you two, I’m talking about you!!!  Ha! Ha!

Actually I love having Leslie over.  She is the best. But her and the wubby do get up with the birds and then go bird watching and evidently the best time to do that is freakin’ early.

Leslie!  This is probably very early in the morning.  I am probably soundly sleeping.  She and the wubby are on the hunt for some elusive bird.  They sure do have a good time doing this.  I give them both kudos for going out and doing what they love.

Anyway,  Damon and I are respectful and we were being quiet so as not to wake them but by 11:00PM we were tired of being quiet so we left the house with the police scanner to see what was happening in town.  We drove by the local bar, Grumpy’s Pub (they call it the last dive in town),  and decided to stop in.  This is where the old sign from my store is hung up over the pool table.

Damon met up with a friend who was with a young couple.  The girl and I ended up talking the rest of the time.  She was a really sweet girl.  Damon played pool and some old man asked ME to dance.

I didn’t bring my cane in because I wanted to look cool and not like an old lady.  Now I say some old man, he probably was my age,  but everyone my age looks so old.  What’s that all about???  I’m so young in my head.   Now I’m thinking as he’s standing there, should I be dancing without my cane? Could this possibly be a good idea?  I’m not wearing a $1400 ass bag.  Also, I have been drinking.  Now let’s look at my history.  I’ve already broken my ass once.  I’m wobbly when I’m sober.  This could be a bad idea.

But I’m looking good so I figure WTF and I said yes to him.  So there we are.  I’m trying to dance without my cane and two drinks in me and not fall over.  Then he starts like twirling me around. Like doing the jitterbug or something.

OK, this wasn’t exactly what it looked like but it was close.  OK, I exaggerate.  It looked nothing like this.

Holy Shit!!  It’s amazing but I didn’t fall.  After the dance we parted ways.  I said thanks and went over to Damon to save me from further ass problems.  I didn’t want to push my luck with the dancing thing.

The unfortunate thing is I forgot my camera.  I would have had Damon make a video.

Then we left and went to yet another pub.  This was The Courtyard, owned and operated by former Boston Bruin, Jay Miller.

The Courtyard, but picture it at night.

Damon of course, met up with another couple of friends.  I ended up talking to one of the band members of the band I saw at this bar a couple of weeks ago when I got my lap dance.

We stayed until the bar closed.   Oh, don’t worry, Damon doesn’t drink and he drove. I came home and didn’t even set my alarm for weight watchers.

So that is why I didn’t go to weight watchers.  Lame excuse, I know.  But I sure had fun.

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