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I ate it, but I didn't enjoy it....

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

Is that the same as "I smoked it, but I didn't inhale."? emoticon

So after 'The Catastrophe' work has been stressful, but we're melding into the new normal slowly. My new boss figured we could use a treat and stopped off and bought donuts for our group. We used to be 2x or 3x larger as a group than we are now - uh, member-wise, not size-wise - so he bought the usual, which was about a dozen too much.

I've been doing GREAT at work, avoiding all the sugary snacks and treats that come our way, even chocolate covered macadamia nuts when someone comes back from Hawaii! Yay me!

So, I caved yesterday.
Well, that's not true.
I made a conscious decision to have a donut - an apple fritter to be precise. Yes, I could have chosen a smaller donut, a cake donut, half a donut, or no donut. I went for the apple fritter. Yum. I made it last a long L-O-N-G time, as if dragging out the eating of the fritter somehow reduced the calories and fat. Actually, I sniffed it for a while just breathing in the scent, and Then started nibbling on it.

I looked up the calorie content before I even picked it up out of the box. I added it to my nutrition tracker. 341 calories, 47 carbs, 15 fat, and surprisingly 6 protein. Who knew? You can check out my Shared Food and Fitness tracker any time. It's all there. I went over my total daily count by 21 calories. I can live with that!

Two hours I made that sucker last. Little nibbles and bites, little moans of pleasure as the sugary goodness dissolved on my tongue, little smirks and curled lips because it started cloying to my tongue, little blechs as it left an after-taste of something not so good.

So yea, I decided, I picked it, I ate it, I enjoyed it (at first) and then I didn't like it so much after it was gone. I appreciate the experience for what it was, and know now that while my brain might THINK it's going to be an excellent treat, in the long run the apple fritter just ain't all that anymore.


On an only-slightly-SP-related subject - I left for work early this morning, and managed to be the first car in line on the Hawthorne bridge as it raised to allow a barge/tugboat combo to pass underneath.
There's a picture of the bridge in its raised state.

It's an odd thing, sometimes, to be stopped on the bridge as the river traffic passes. Out of no where, the bridge will start to sway and jostle about because someone is running on the sidewalk or pedaling along or whatever.

Did I say 'odd'? How about unnerving! You logically know what it is, but there's still a little primal part of your brain that starts screaming "OMG WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE, PLUMMET INTO THE RIVER AND DROWN, THE BRIDGE IS COLLAPSING, RUN RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEES

Or is that just me?

This morning, the bridge went up, I was the first vehicle in line, and the bridge started jostling with a runner jogging back and forth waiting to cross. Rather than screaming in panic (internally) I reasoned..

Huh. The bridge won't collapse. There's 33 less pounds on it today! RAWWR!

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MOODY9 9/15/2010 5:02PM

    Great blog! That bridge sounds like it would definitly make me nervous!

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COOKWITHME65 9/15/2010 4:36PM

    Great blog. I get nervous on bridges. I would of freaked but your humor brought you thru. Keep up the great work.


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BIGMAMAT 9/13/2010 7:26PM

    Wow candy, You are Awesome. Love this blog. I hade a similar experience with icecream early into my spark journey, I craved it, I counted it, I ate it and I moved on.

The bridge. Oh, my. I would probably have to take a xanax daily if I had to cross that thing!

P.s. We are running neck in neck on the pounds lost! Awesome. My Mom sent me 31 dollars last week. A dollar for every pound lost. Isn't that the cutest thing ever. I am going to use it to get a pedicure when I hit the 15% down which is right around the corner. Hugs. Tricia

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ANNESYLVIA 9/8/2010 6:55PM

    I like that 33lbs less. You just keep reminding yourself how good your doing!!! Cause if you don't I will! I am down 15.8 Yeah! Still another 30 pounds to go though. That's Okay that just means more for me to lose and reward myself. I still owe myself a massage. Oh and 23 calories over not bad at all. Today I went over 100 calories. Don't know what came over me just wanted those M&M's and the vanilla ice cream. Oh well emoticon emoticon what's a girl to do! Did I mention I burned 730 calories today? Hopefully that burn some of the extra calories I ate today.

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GAYLEP67 9/2/2010 1:10AM

    At least it was a conscious decision and I think it's GREAT that in the end, you found you didn't really enjoy it that much anyways. I totally get it... There are so many old habit "treats" that I think I miss until I have them again and when I do, I find that I don't enjoy them anymore.


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    Only eat it as long as you like it.. when it stops tasting good, stop eating it..
Proud of you for consciously choosing to eat it.. and checking calories first.. I mean, it wasn't emotional eating or just temptation.. Thinking about it makes a big difference.. And OMG 2 hrs..that's amazing.

Never seen a bridge raise in that way. I'd be nervous on it, let along as the first car on the edge.. EEK!

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MAKING140BY40 9/1/2010 5:09PM

    Great blog. You made me laugh out loud at the bridge story. That is so awesome about losing 33lbs! You go girl! See you tonight!

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NAMSMOMMY 9/1/2010 5:00PM

    I love your method of reasoning! :-) I am the same way though. =)

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NANA5KIDS 9/1/2010 4:44PM

    Maple Bars are my downfall. When my daughter comes to visit she wants to go to Voodoo doughnuts. She saw it on the food network. Maybe she will forget by the time she actually gets here.
My daughter hates bridges. So we move to bridge city.

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HIPPIE44 9/1/2010 4:42PM

    Funny how our tastes for somethings change over time - especially when we are that much more conscious of it :)

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You guys, it was totally awesome and worth it!

Saturday, August 28, 2010

If you read my last entry, you recall how EXCITED I was for the Hood to Coast race, and the Sparkin' HTC team, made up of SparkPeople! In all my excitement, I totally dorked it up and thought they'd be coming through Portland on Saturday.

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They started the race FRIDAY morning at Mt. Hood, and would be hitting Portland Friday afternoon. Yikes! At least I was having my Friday off from work, so I was Sparkin' away that morning and started checking out the HTC webpage and realized my mistake.

Needless to say, my level of babble to Bill kicked up a notch. Heh. Poor man. Good man - he listened to it all, and made sure we finished our errands early enough that we could leave for the site of Exchange, where KAYAKID had told me both vans would be, and the whole team - except the runner for that leg (turned out to be KEAKMAN).

KAYAKID had said they should be arriving around 5 or so, but wouldn't know for sure until KEAKMAN started her run. We left the house at 3:30, because.. yea, I had ants in my pants and didn't want to be late (who knew what Portland traffic would be like trying to get there) and wanted to be sure we could find somewhere to park.

We arrived at the location (and knew we were in the right place from the Hood to Coast signs set up at the site) and it was only 3:50. Uhhh.. ok, we're early, let's cruise around and see what we can see. We piddled about for a half hour and headed back to park. Still no sign of runners, vans, officials - anyone! Slowly though, vans started trickling in, and around 4:45 or so the first runners started appearing.

Aaaaaaaaaallllllllllright! Here we go!

We watched teams come and go, runners run in and make their exchanges (giving a slap wristband to the next runner for the next leg), ogled and chuckled over team names. We figured out RoadKills wasn't a team name, but a designation that their runners had passed that many other runners. Lots of people, lots of cheering, lots of SUN and FUN.

We walked the parking area several times, up and back, to see if I could spot the Sparkin' vans. We always came up empty, and I started to worry that we'd missed them somehow. We hung out cheering and watching until around 7. By then, I was ready to say 'we tried!' and head home to see if I could get updates from the HTC team page.

We got in the car, and carefully made our way out of the parking area (did NOT want to be responsible for running a racer over. That would be bad!) So we're heading down the road back to town, and I spot a van with a big ole SparkPeople emblem on the front.

SparkPeople! It's them! WooHoo!

Bill whipped the car around and we headed back, parking not far from where they were gathered. I climbed out and head for the group of people, and 10-15 feet away let out a big "SPARKPEOPLE!" and threw my hands in the air. They looked at me and answered with a "Yes!" and then..

Then I froze. Uh.. huh. I hadn't thought out what to say past "SPARKPEOPLE!" so I stuttered and stammered and somehow managed to spit out that I'm a SparkPeople, too!


They were great, gracious in the midst of their race, and, as I explained to Bill later, for me it was like meeting total RockStars! These are people who are like me - were like me, started at some point on SP, working on becoming healthier, more fit, more fabulous, and they're still involved and still working and still succeeding.

I'm shy by nature - that doesn't translate well here in text, but meeting new people usually isn't my forte. This though, was important, and I put myself out there and they reciprocated. There were hugs and - have you tried saying CBAILEYC outloud? It's a mouthful, but I spit out my username to folks and figured out who most everyone was.

SP Coach Nancy was among the team, and she's as wonderful as the rest. More hugs, more smiles, and there's me, tongue-tied and waving my hands about madly (yea, I'm a hand-talker when I'm nervous) telling her how much I love SP and what it's meant to me and I just HAD to come down to support the HTC team.

Time's a funny thing - it goes by quickly, but seems to take a while. I'm sure Einstein is rolling in his grave with my description here, but whatever. Before we knew it, one van had to leave to head to the next exchange point, and the other was staying to pick up KEAKMAN after her exchange.

I admit, the name of the lady she passed off to escapes me. My apologies to her!

I got to talk with GAYEMC, TRUEART2, met KASHMIR at the end, and watched the exchange, then felt like a goob when they introduced me to KEAKMAN because she'd just run her hiney off and was breathing and recovering. She was gracious as well, and I appreciated it.

It was time for them to move on, and we had to scoot off, too. It was falling dark quickly, and they had many miles to go. You know what I said about time back there? Yea. It was all over in the seeming blink of an eye, and yet I'm never going to forget walking up, yelling SPARKPEOPLE then freezing like a deer in headlights before finally babbling away at these great friendly awesome people!

It was so awesome in fact that I woke up early this morning, checked the clock, and wondered when Coach Nancy would start her final leg - she was to start at 6 a.m. I got up, made the coffee, took the girls out, and hit SP to spin the wheel LOL and start checking for updates.

Once Bill was up, and we'd both had a yogurt (I'm SO not a 'eat first thing in the morning' person) we motored off to the golf course. We completed 4 miles in 76 minutes (W00T us!) and I kept telling myself while we were tackling the big hill that if the Sparkin' team can RUN mountains, I can darn-well climb my happy huffin'-puffin' behind up this little hill - and I DID! All along the way, I kept the HTC team in mind and picked up my pace and kept striding along.

Once we got home, feeling mighty accomplished for the walk, Bill suggested we take the girls for a spin around the block. We did one more mile in 22 minutes - this mile took longer because Maggie has to stop and piddle (or.. ahem.. y'know..) in every other patch of grass she sees. That's alright, though.

I got five miles in today. I'm going to keep improving. I'm doing a 10K walk in October. Who knows what I'll be doing this time next year!

Today, I RAWWR'd and I love it! What about you??

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GAYEMC 8/20/2011 10:50AM

    I missed this 1st time around. What a difference a year makes.

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CASSIOEPIA 8/20/2011 8:44AM

    Sounds like a fun day, glad you got a chance to meet everyone. The girl that Kate passed the wristband to was Trish (RACING4ME). I love reading any HTC blogs, even a year later!

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ANNESYLVIA 9/8/2010 6:46PM

    Sounds like you both had a great time. And once again very informative and enjoyable to read. Still don't have it in me to register though. emoticon

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BIGMAMAT 8/31/2010 9:42PM

    Sounds amazing! wow. Glad you got to experience it! I met spunkyducky at a triathlon this weekend. it was awesome. big hugs to my sparkfriend for the encouragement on my blog. emoticon emoticon emoticon

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    Thanks for the detailed report. That was fun to read! I am happy that the racers motivated you to walk so far. Holy mackerel to 5 miles!!!! GOOD JOB!!!

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HIPPIE44 8/28/2010 3:27PM

    what an adventure ;)

wow 5 miles! impressive!

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PTMOMROCKIT 8/28/2010 3:10PM

    Sounds like a blast!! One of the things I love about spark people is the endless supply of motivation...whether it be the racers for you, your blog and other blogs for me, friends, stories articles...etc! I can't get enough! Keep workin it girl!

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Gratitude and Attitude..

Thursday, August 26, 2010

I really want to say Thank You! to those people who read my declaration of control and offered encouragement and understanding. So..

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Sometimes you just have to get ticked enough to change your attitude and get off your rumpus and get moving again. I was Quite ticked, mmm'hmmm!

I had just walked 4 miles before making the post, and the whole way my electronic/dance/techno music was blaring, the beat was pulsing, and my heart was thumping as I motored my way around the trail. It felt good to breeze right by my normal stopping point and keep on going, pushing on, pushing Pushing for more. It was cleansing, too. I got away from the thoughts of worry and stress and just kept urging myself on. Get lost in the sound, get lost in the beat, get lost and get moving.


In addition to sweating it out, the negativity just poured off me as well - yep, like water off a Duck's back. Hee! I let it roll and emptied it out and made my declaration of control and RAWWR'd loud and proud. It was like a primal release. Does that sound hokey? Meh, let it be hokey, it's true.

RAWWR = Remarkable Amazing Warrior Woman Roaring

I'm making it my own - I know, I know... rawr means 'I love you' in dinosaur speak, and that's fine. I'm co-opting the above version for myself.

I am Remarkable.
I am Amazing, even to myself.
I am a Warrior Woman, fighting for myself now, but fierce for family and friends as/when needed.
I am going to Roar and love it! Why be meek and mild? What's it gotten me? Nothing. Pffft. Enough of that.

I am EXCITED about Hood to Coast this weekend. If you haven't read it yet, you should:

We have our very own SparkPeople team running in HTC this year. I'm super psyched by this - I think it's completely awesome, and I am completely inspired. Am I going to rush out and start running now? No.

KAYAKID was kind enough to post a reminder to the Portland SP team page with a reminder about the event, and I Spark-mailed him for more information.

The plan is to meet up with the team, vans and all, to cheer them on in their efforts - that may mean simply rattling a cowbell and whoopin' it up for them as they pass by, and I'm good with that! Don't want to get in the way, but at the same time I can't imagine letting this opportunity slip right by without making the effort. I wasn't able to attend the Portland SP meet-up last month and regret that, so I'm determined to get out there and cheer on our team. W00T!

Want to come along? Send me a Spark-mail and we'll coordinate something for Saturday late afternoonish.

Now, about that inspiration - yea, I'm not running. Maybe, someday, I won't nix it completely, just not right now. I have, however, signed up for the Mayor's Walk - a 10K non-competitive walk at the end of the Portland Marathon in October.

I registered yesterday, and I'm still giddy at the prospect. I'll be walking with 4MY2KIDZ, and hopefully other SparkFriends! I'm excited to have this goal to work toward and a reason to step up beyond my 2-3 mile walks (which feel like a total and complete breeze now) to longer distances and times.

Wouldn't it be awesome if this was the start to a Portland To Coast walking team for 2011? Hee!

Keep Rockin' and RAWWR'in. There's nothing we can't do.

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ANNESYLVIA 9/8/2010 6:43PM

    I almost miss this blog! I been busy getting the kids ready for school these past few weeks. And I been readying my self as well. I will have limited time between driving my children around to their extra activities and homework. Oh well such is life. Back to the point. Fun blog got me thinking. emoticonYet I don't want to register for anything right now!

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MINAMURO 9/6/2010 11:54AM

    Just signed up for the Mayor's Walk. This will be so exciting.

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GAYLEP67 8/27/2010 3:47PM

    Another great blog Candy! It's inspirational hearing how your negativity poured out. Quite amazing how cleansing a good walk can be, isn't it? So looking forward to hearing how your Mayor's Walk 10K goes.
You've got the right attitude and you're going to continue to accomplish great things.
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    Your post is so funny. RRawr indeed.

I wish I could cheer our sparkers running hood to coast, but I have a commitment Sat afternoon (a party at my dh's former business's a big deal).

I am proud that you are going to the Mayor's 10K walk in October. The next step will be running you know...

All the best.

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CONICONSTANCE 8/26/2010 8:37PM

  Great attitude, great blog! Keep it up.

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BEANPOD77 8/26/2010 6:02PM

    Loved your blog..Positive, high energy..I could just see you all pumped up and roarin'..Congrats on all your accomplishments and good luck on your future goals..Keep on keepin' on!! emoticon

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I control my life..

Monday, August 23, 2010

I control my life. I am in control. I decide how I'm going to feel, what I'm going to eat, how far I'm going to walk, how much effort I'm going to put into life.

Outside influences effect my life - I decide how to handle them.
People come and go - I decide how I'm going to feel about it.
Food is abundant - I decide what goes in my mouth.
There are many roads to travel - I decide which ones, and how far.

This is MY life. I share it with others, but I'm the only one inside my skin, the only one rattling around in my brain, the only one who has to live with my thoughts.

Enough. Enough fat, enough stress, enough worry, enough self-pity. Enough.

I control my life. I'm tired of being this person right now, this past month. It's enough. I'm done feeling like a victim, like everything is out of control.

This is my life, and I'm taking back control.

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ANNESYLVIA 8/24/2010 8:19PM

    Hello Candy,

Sounds like you reach an epiphany! You will be in command of your own destiny! I am so proud of you! I need some of your determination. Your strength of character is moving.

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    Really impressed to find your Sparkpage and see how much weight you have lost already! Over 30 lbs!! WOOT!!!

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HIPPIE44 8/24/2010 8:44AM

    You go girl!!

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MINAMURO 8/24/2010 8:12AM

    Good for you Candy!

Steady as a preacher,
Free as the weed.

Strong as the mountain,
Gentle as a breeze.

Candy is back in control, folks;
You'll see what I mean.

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GAYLEP67 8/24/2010 12:16AM

    Terrific Candy! Very inspirational - it rings so very true.
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SNITCH23 8/23/2010 11:08PM

  I loved your post. I, too, need to take control. When I'm in Yoga class I keep this intention in mind. "I have control of my thoughts. I have control of my words. I have control of my emotions." Basically, I don't eat properly because of my own choices and I DO HAVE CONTROL over that. Thank you for the encouragement and reminding me that I'm not alone.

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MSPLATZ 8/23/2010 11:06PM

  I love this. I wish I could have you reciting this in my ear all day long. Very powerful!

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Be the Duck..

Friday, August 20, 2010

It's been another one of those weeks, so I'm all over the board, bear with me.

Good news/bad news
I've been wanting to do this for a while now, but haven't put it into text yet.

Good news! My thighs are rubbing together.
Why is this good? Because my thighs haven't parted company of their own volition for quite a very long time. Uh.. well, except for normal thigh-parting activities that is ~ahem..~ Anyway, they're moving against each other now instead of being squashed together like two pigs in a rucksack.

Bad news. My thighs are rubbing together.
This means I need to get off my patootie and get moving again, so they stop rubbing together and have sufficient space between them to not rub because they're so thin! Talcum powder is our friend until then.

Good news! My rings are looser.
For a while at the end of 2009 - maybe 3-4 weeks or so - I had to wear my wedding/engagement rings on my right hand, because they were too small to fit on my left hand. Yes, I'd gained weight after we bought the rings, and that was my way of dealing with it. Now, my rings fit just fine, thank-you-very-much, and are even reaching the point where they're getting a little loose. I'll get them sized as needed, but I'm not at that point yet.

Bad news. My rings are looser.
I wear three other rings aside from my wedding/engagement rings. One is from my mom that I wear on my right-hand pinky. One is from Bill that I wear on my left-hand pinky. And the last one that I wear on my right-hand ring finger is a simple woven band that I bought myself several years ago at a gift shop near Mt. St. Helens.
The one from my mom and the one from Bill are both too big now for my pinkies. So, I'm shifting left-hand pinky to right-hand pinky, right-hand pinky to right-hand ring finger, and right-hand ring finger to right-hand middle finger. Or somesuch configuration.
I love my rings, and they each mean something special to me. As I keep on losing weight, I'll have to keep shifting until I finally have to get them sized as well.

Good news! My skinny jeans are now my big jeans.
I've shrunk down into my skinny jeans, and can now pull them up and down without unbuttoning or unzipping them. Progress!

Bad news. My skinny jeans are now my big jeans.
I'm running out of skinny jeans. I have.. had.. a variety of sizes from the last four years of up-and-down'ing it with my weight. I'm reaching a point where I'm into the smallest sizes I have, and will have to invest, in a month or two hopefully, in even smaller sizes. I was born without a shopping gene, so I'll have to psych myself up for it.

Good news! Bill can spend more time at home with the girls and taking care of honey-do lists.
He has a few projects that he's put off, much like everyone, and can now devote a bit more time to them.

Bad news. Bill can spend more time at home with the girls and taking care of honey-do lists.
Bill was laid off from his job this week. We dipped into panic mode (by 'we' I mean me) that first day, then slowly clawed my way back up to "we'll figure it out and be ok". His retirement will kick in in three months, so we'll have manage until that time. It's a scary, frightening, panic-laden thing, and I'm having to exert energy into dealing with this abrupt change to our lives. So much energy that I've had no energy for anything else. No walking, no strength training, no yoga, nada. I turned to pasta for comfort Wednesday evening for dinner, but it was whole wheat, and I didn't eat the whole thing by myself, so it wasn't a total loss. Did I mention the Peanut Butter M&Ms as well? Nevermind, it was bad, but I logged it all.

This took the wind out of my sails. Again. Add to that that my daughter has opted to move to California to be with an ex-boyfriend. Wouldn't be that big of a deal, except she's been gone two weeks now and I've only just found out by calling her work to see if she was there and THEY told me. She didn't call, didn't come by, didn't anything. She just .. poof! Disappeared off the face of the earth I occupy and call home. She lives.. lived 10 minutes away, she couldn't let me know? Stop by, call, h*ll even TEXT me that she was leaving? Nevermind the lease she's broken, the crap she left behind, everything she's left behind. I'm just another part of the detrius left bobbing aimlessly in the wake of her decisions.

I hate that I've turned into this whiny blogger. All I've done lately is whine, and I'm sorry. That title up there ^^^ Be the Duck..? Yea. That's what I'm trying for. I want to be the duck, the proverbial duck, the Zen duck, the calm duck at rest. I want to let this.. good and bad.. roll off my back and keep on going. I know, ducks usually appear calm and serene on the surface while below the surface they're paddling those little webbed feet like mad. I want to stop paddling and just float. I can't fight what's happened, but I can gain back control of those things that are mine, are within my grasp, and get my butt back into gear.

I can't let this twist'n'turn in life derail me completely and shove my off my chosen path. I may veer all over the place for a while, but as long as some forward progress is included in the veering, I'll consider it a positive thing.

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ANNESYLVIA 8/23/2010 9:11PM

    Hello Candy my friend, I am sorry emoticon that I've been feeling so low as of late that I have not even realize you could use a friend. I feel empathy for your distressing news about your husband lay-off and heartbreaking manner in which your daughter choose to let or not let you know of her moving decision. An ex-boyfriend sounds not to promising and she probably knows you would have said just that. It sounds like she is ignoring this and wishes that no one not even her mommy will make her take off her rose colored glasses.
The bright side of all this is your positive, cheerful, humorous self has already assessed the situation. And apparently it will not knock you off track to your healthy weight loss journey. A bump in the road is just that a bump in the road.

You are in my prayers: emoticon

God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.



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GAYLEP67 8/21/2010 12:41AM

    So sorry to hear about Bill and the situation with your daughter. I'm happy that your other "challenges" all have a very positive side to them though. As always, your attitude is great Candy. Congratulations on trying to stay motivated and on track despite what life throws your way. You really are inspirational...
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MINAMURO 8/21/2010 12:22AM


Ok, girlfriend!

I am not sure if you are waiting to exhale or forgetting to inhale when the panic strike attacks.

2 years ago the company hubby worked for filed chapter 11 and he has been unemployed since then. Last yr I was furloughed for 6 weeks. Somehow we scraped by... I call this my ballooning era since I under ate and killed my metabolism. When the panic attack was over, I felt plumper than the good year blimp.

The news about your daughter sucks... You are most definitely not part of the detritus left behind. You are and will always be her rock. While it appears she snipped the tethers, in reality she just got this massive extension cord. I say this because I am a Daughter. I say this because I am a Mother.

The situation with your hubby will resolve itself. It seems like early retirement for him after all. As the sole bread winner, hang in there.. hold on to that sanity of yours as you wade through your adjusted work environment.

You are a STRONG, DETERMINED, WARM, GENEROUS and AMAZINGLY FUNNY soul. You are a true Gem. Thank you for letting it shine.


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HIPPIE44 8/20/2010 5:21PM

    Seems to me you've gathered your thoughts together very well for a very meaningful blog post here - seems like you DO have it together more than you realize. Thought through every angle and such.

Its completely awesome news about your 'looseness' - LOL!

There always seems to be a bump in the road daily around here too - just go over it :)

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