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(An oldie but goodie from my private blog!)
Do your clothes reproduce in the night while you're sleeping? Mine do. I think it may have been set into action by Onyx having given birth in a laundry basket that first time. Some kind of wild... Read more
Celebrating Independence Day
Two hundred and thirty-nine years ago, a group of beleaguered men collectively came to the realization that there was nowhere left to run away and start over, and the only alternative remaining to them, if they wanted to retain any dignity at al... Read more
The Defoliation Blues
Men, avert your eyes. I can't guarantee you'll survive the trauma. It's about to get real.
For years, my armpits have been bald as a baby's butt. I figured it was just a natural part of aging, and besides, it was more of a relocation than a... Read more
Examining my motivators
I'm learning about myself as I go along. These multiple daily walks with Tito the Wonder Dog have led me to parts of the neighborhood that I haven't explored in the last thirteen years, other than on my bike.
Now, enter those FitBit daily ... Read more
Changing the mindset
Fat women are different from thin women in more ways that just the obvious. A fat woman is more apt to say yes when everything within her is screaming to say no. A fat woman will smile while shaking with frustration. A fat woman will bite back h... Read more
Thoughts on Memorial Day Weekend
All across the nation, families are barbecuing, and friends are getting together outdoors with food and drink to celebrate the day. At first thought, this seems almost irreverent, given that Memorial Day was designated to honor the fallen. We ow... Read more
My new four-legged motivator
It's been a busy couple of weeks. The beginning of this month, I flew to upstate New York to sort through our mother's belongings with my brother after her estate was finally settled. Allen joined me last Wednesday, and we loaded up a fifteen fo... Read more
Letting go and moving on
Today's thank you is for being able to let go.
The process began in my early forties, when I finally revealed my deepest secret, a night of utter horror that had been inflicted upon me when I was only six years old. The egregiousness of it ... Read more
My vision board and related thoughts
I've got a vision board hanging on the wall, right next to the computer. On it is a picture I cut out of a magazine, of a slender old woman with long, glorious, silver hair. She's laughing. I look at her every day, along with other things I want... Read more
Inside my head at the gym
Oh no that steroid-sucking cretin did NOT just take my parking spot! The nerve of these people; they're twelve years old, for God's sake, and they can't walk across a parking lot to go to the gym?
I can't believe I have to walk across the ... Read more
I need to confess to something. You know those people who name their body parts? I'm one of them. It's true.
Mind you, the body part I've named has nothing to do with excretory or reproductive function. I may be weird, but I'm not guy-level... Read more
I am normal! My doctor says so!
I went to see my doctor this morning for a re-check, and he just about had kittens when he saw me and reviewed my most recent lab work. Last time I was in, I weighed over twenty pounds more. Last time I was in, my blood pressure was still not qu... Read more
Cruises, food, and me
Allen and I are planning for another cruise in the fall. Once again, a group of us will be going, including as many of our closest friends who can scrape up the fare. (Reminder: apply for your passports NOW!) I wouldn't be surprised if my Aunt K... Read more
Am I the only one this happens to? No, really, I wanna know.
Word to the wise: do not hang onto the foundation garments you outgrow.
I knew when I gained weight that I'd lose it again someday. And so, I kept all the frilly little nothings that fit me once upon a time.
This is your cue, gentle ... Read more
Walking in the woods
I was reminiscing this morning about "spazieren gehen." It was a national pasttime when I was growing up in Germany. Everybody did it, from the old folks doddering on their canes to the youngest members of the families. And we looked forward to ... Read more