This thread was started before the dawn of time by Amazons who needed to compare their stats with other Amazons. Over time it grew into a community of incredible women who try to keep their spirits in the clouds and their feet on the ground, moving toward health. Most of us start at 5'7 and go up from there, from young singles to wise and lively elders of the tribe. We welcome newcomers who are willing to be kind and share a bit of their lives.
Oi, I just caught up on yesterday's posts and I could join in on the chorus and write a few versus re: G-Entiltement.
My kids were interesting to raise. One was definitely the premium brand demander; the other could not care less. We, too, would require them to pony up their own cash for wish-list items. DD grew into a money-saving, bargain hunting, thrift store-shopping, Craig's Listing dynamo. No one would not have predicted it. She still likes her luxuries, but in balance, and she has learned how to save for them. DS has only called for money once or twice in college, to repair a defunct electronic.
My yesterday was one for the record books. I won't dwell - I never feel at ease writing about work, just know that DH got an earful of downloading when I got home. What a sweetheart he is. He even chimes in with a cogent comment from time to time, as if he is actually listening. I love that man.
I sure miss hearing from Colleen! Thanks, y'all, for the updates on her house sale and move.
We ordered in Chinese and I overdid it last night. The scale is in a scary place this a.m. DGF is coming over so DH can work on her car; we'll do some errands together. I need to put together a food plan for the week. I brought home lots of work to do, as well.
Hmm, Susan, the no muscle seems to be suffering from paralysis in my own head. How to wake it up??
Hugs and greetings to Karla. I've been meaning to ask how DD is getting on her newest job? Hugs to Shari, Martha, Frieda, Linda (must go back and find your rooster story) and all who are able to pop in this weekend.
GM T and all the Cats that follow! The sun is shining, but it is cold today. I do not have much on the agenda other than some paperwork and general clean up. Oh yes, sticking with 30 so's today and tomorrow. I went to an art opening and even though I had dinner, the group I was with hadn't and I didn't want to sit there while they ate, so I ordered french onion soup plain (just broth, ma'm?) 4 so's. I have officially gone through all my weeklies and am now dipping into my fit points. I wish I was sleeping in. I think soup is on the agenda to make today.
Oh CATs, things are getting super busy in my world. Somehow this retirement gig is turning into a full blown thing. The more I learn to do the more is being asked of me. For now, I still love it and now that the atmosphere at the office has cleared, things are moving along nicely. We are 5 weeks from conference and still have a keynote opening. Eek! So happy it's not my responsibility!!!
I've also been AWOL while dealing with a variety of medical testing after some weird numbers on my annual blood panel. Still not sure what is causing it and I'm due to have the test repeated but most scary stuff has been ruled out--thank goodness! The upshot is that this has caused me to exercise my discretionary eating muscles like never before. I know y'all probably think I'm the food Nazi already but I've had to become even more diligent with my own intake. Hopefully it will pay off with better numbers. Enough about me...
MCat, enjoy the time with the 'rents. Happy to hear they are both doing well after facing their scary diagnoses. Hope Phil is doing ok also. Linda, you must share the end of the rooster story. Yes, Colleen is on her way north and hopefully the sale will go as smoothly as the contracting phase. Susan, any news on your 'For Sale' property? How nice that you have MM to vent to when company shenanigans arise. T, your H is always a Dear. I think he's listening most of the time. Martha, I hope things smooth out for your DMom in a new living situation. It's always sad to take away independence but it is sometimes absolutely necessary. Karla, how exciting that you are booking new travel. Andrea, thinking of you as you wish for spring. Shari, I can't believe things have begun to happen so quickly for you. I hope your scouting trip provides lots of answers. Frieda, it makes me sad to read of your bad days. I so hope you begin to get some answers and some good news. Based on your signature it looks like you are making positive progress with numbers. I'm sure Melinda is having great times in FL. Look forward to her return. pKate, thinking of you and opening night.
I guess it time to get back to Mt Laundry. Happy Saturday (feels like Sunday to me) to one and all.
I feel this is a late, but survival post. I've been missing and along with that goes a generalized state of being remiss. I have not been off plan for a great length of time, but I was off for a great distance. Two very bad eating days with no planned exercise. My most structured acquisition of activity points was a trip to Sam's by myself. Unique about that is that I am not juggling toddlers and praying "let me get out of here this minute," I looked at everything I wanted, in no particular order, and if I overlooked something, I went back. I got my 7000 steps. And I am thinking my eating is back in line now as I had the ultimate treat!
Anne, it's do good to hear from you. I'm delighted you are pleased with your work again. And the idea of a lifestyle altering scare in the medical realm is concerning.
Frieda, it's good you are posting. You were missed.
The you have an angel for a DH. He not only listens but he CAN HEAR.
To give the conclusion to the story of the rooster: he was taken by a young lady and her Mother who said they wanted a protective rooster because they needed one to keep their hens in a flock. Ironically if their is no male, I guess the hens just wander around and do as they please. If the rooster claims them, they stay together in his territory. Funny thing.
Today I had 3 grands here. We made an angel food cake. The 8 and 9 year old broke all the eggs separating the whites. I told them they were orienting, so everything had to be done one at a time in a separate bowl so any transaction firstname.lastname@example.org of yolk or she'll could be discarded. They did well. The cake was on its way to being a success. Near the end, it started smelling like it was burning. But we still had a long way to go. I peaked to see. To my surprise it was charred on top. And I noticed the temp dial was turned to 525. My 2 y/0 like to press the buttons and turn on the light but I have never had them turn on the oven. Nor have I had them change my setting to broil before. The chickens will recycle those eggs.
Tomorrow I'm having brunch with my former weight watchers leader. She's retired now and has had two hip replacements. She quit skydiving after her second one.