Bagism!
I’m sort of entering that phase. Hanging, bag lady clothes because the smaller clothes are still too tight. It’s kind of like that awkward stage when you’re growing your hair out- it goes through the unkempt mid-length. But it’s a much better experience than putting on my 2x pants and finding them tight!
Got up this morning and braved the scale- down 12 lbs! Pretty soon I won’t talk about it; it’s not a contest after all. That’s just reality TV. Where I worked before people would say things like, “Hey you’ve been losing weight? How much have you lost?” Duh- a simple, “Hey you look good” would be enough. And even that can be a “witch” message because it’s easily interpreted as they though you were fat and ugly and now you’re not. So if/when weight comes back, I always feel like it’s back to being the ugly sister.
Hey, do you know how to tell if a “nice” guy thinks you’re ugly? They ignore you. They won’t say anything mean to you because they’re “nice”. But they find you unattractive, so they won’t even talk to you. Since I’m usually off or on a diet I’ve experienced this more than once. When I worked in office environments it used to piss me off when these guys, who formerly left me alone, started slithering up to me to test their “appealing to the female” skills.
The grocery store is selling Alli, the non-prescription weight reduction drug. A 30 day supply costs $59 and I noticed that the store put the electronic anti-theft devices on the boxes. Think of the humiliation if an overweight woman gets tempted to sin: she wants to try the Alli, but the grocery budget won’t allow it. So she tries stuffing it in her purse and gets busted for shoplifting. It’s going to happen!
The Drought continues. It’s serious, but not to the hopeless stage yet. Today driving down to Mt. Airy I noticed that a big pond that’s usually full of ducks and geese is bone dry- first time I’ve seen that. We really need a big snowy winter to pull us out of this. For the past week, there have been a lot of Canadian geese flying around. It’s been cold in Canada already and if these are migratory geese, not just the local layabout geese, we might be having a serious winter this year. Hate to say it, but we need it.
Needlework: The hand-knit top secret project is done! But I want to wash it and block it before I take pictures. In the meantime, I’ve started an afghan/coverlet for our bed. I like all the bright colors in a granny afghan, but all that weaving in is tedious. So, I present the beginning of Super Scalloped and Stripey!
Music: I’ve got Howlin’ Wolf on the Slacker channelwww.slacker.com http://www.nps.gov/history/delta/blues/people/howlin_wolf.htm They have a feature where you can put in an artist and everybody with similar style is put on the playlist. Today I started with Willie Dixon and great classic blues is playing. Without Blues, there never would have been Rock and Roll!
I’ve lived long enough to relate to the original article:
I woke up this morning’ and got on the scale
Paid a bunch of bills, then went to the Mall for the Sale
I got the white-lady blueeeeessss
Oh yeah, the middle-aged, never gonna be rich,
fat old middle-aged white lady blues,
Oooooohhhhwwwwww, woe woe….
-White Lady Blues, Part 1, Dorie R, 2007
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