One sad bright spot

Hopelessly devoted to eating....

if you watch "Ruby" on the Style channel,

you know how devastatingly hard it is

to lose and keep off weight.

The fact I am now talking about my weight,

means I am subconsciously getting ready

to do something about it.

That much I know about how my subconscious and I operate.

OK...so the only bright spot I can mention about needing to lose weight, is...while everyone I know (these are tiny people, no body fat) are a shivering and a shaking and can't seem to get warm, I am just fine and dandy in the current single-digit temps! (-4 without wind chill, driving to work this morning. 7 coming home...more winter storm manana!)

It's a sad day to say this in a public forum, but I am warm easily with very little layering because of the extra weight I have added since becoming the other half of the DebnJim show. He cooks great; I have two knee surgeries and one foot surgery in two years = need to must to got to lose weight.

Every ad I hear on the radio, tv and read in the magazines, all talk about what extra pounds mean=health problems. I am at the age where I can't ignore these truths...and obviously, can't ignore anything made of sugar or bacon (or, I confess, coffee!) either. More later!

TTFN

Full of Corned Beef and Shopper Talker

Oy! Just my luck, scheduled blog outage at 8 p.m. Will type fast!
Home from long day and just had leftover corned beef and cabbage. Youngest daughter and two friends filled their plates too. Now seeing teenagers and corned beef does a mother good. They topped off the meal with candy corn and Butterfingers (junk food left from the ocean excursion). That's living.
Understand this part of the world broke an 81 year old record for cold temperatures a couple days ago while we were AT THE BEACH! Glad we were not here. I just crank up the electric blanket on the mattress and hope for the most warm when bedtime rolls around.
It was hard for the first few hours to get back in the work groove. As always, the schedule is overlapping in spades. My goal is to keep busy, keep making progress and hope that my contributions are found, over time to be invaluable.
Stepdaughter tore her big toe nail off. Talk about tortureous injury. I am so very sorry for her. Tried to tough it out for 2 days but ended up in ER today. Bad bad bad. Hurts hurts.
Yesterday a reporter from the nearby relatively big city paper interviewed me about the beauties of being a thrift store shopper. He was looking for talkers. He definately ran into the right shopper/talker, What I really wanted to say, was I do this sometimes, to resell, to help out since the State closed the injury claim on my better half for no reason; because they can. And we are T-21 days to going to court. I am praying for justice.
Step Dad is having medical tests ran. I am hoping they can find the issue and resolve it. He is as close to a senior size citizen saint as I have ever met. If life was a bowl of peaches he would be the sunshine and the cream.
I miss my big kids like breathing.
There's more but I am toooo tired...