Let's see.... Triple J wants me to drink more beer and Totally wants me to have cake and ice cream. Hmmmm. What's a girl to do???
Suffice to say, I'm going to continue eating my chicken, veggies and salads until I go blue. Then I'll have a party. Remember that theme party I was contemplating a month ago, TJ? White Trash?
Well, I think the Twinkie Torte and some beer with cheetohs and velveeta are going to sound really good in another month. Guess who I'm going to be in that theme party? Peg Bundy. I have the height, curves and will get the wig to be her. Now I have to practice abusing some guy. Looks like I spent 13 years using Mr. Wonderful as target practice.... I'm going to have to get to Seattle a little more often.
Bad news for my computer. Wiring to the jack is bad. And it ain't going to be easy or cheap to fix. Looks like another reason for me to go on vacation.
Take is sleazy... I mean easy (see how easy it is for me to be Peg?).
Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful about those missing 20 pounds! I _know_ what kind of work that takes, but of course, you're showing discipline all over your life, aren't you?
For thos of you who are wondernig who I am, I'm a new board member (thread is "Withering on the Vine") and Underdog has been a sweetie about welcoming me and keeping up.
Why thank you, Fox! Discipline is the name of this game, and it's what has worked well for me. I saw first hand how much my backslides cost me (in time, energy and trouble) and how the whole deal about rejecting changes hurt me and my family.
I'll bet you were wondering why I resisted doing something about my weight for so long? (Let me say that because I'm tall, nobody thought I had that much to lose--they were wrong.) Well, that answer is a little complicated.
One? I felt I had enough crap on my plate without tackling that one. Two? Here's the killer... I felt that there was nothing wrong with my eating habits. That my inability to lose was somehow tied to my menopause and fluctuating hormones and my body's aging process. Even though deep down inside, I knew that my objections were a crock of crap.
It's sort of weird, though. It took for me to lose weight for me to see that Mr. Wonderful refused to see the changes in me until my physical appearance changed. I'm sure the men have some enlightening thoughts on that observation...
To be brutally honest, the 20 lbs came off with a little hard work and a conscious desire to succeed, but overall, was much easier than changing my thoughts and behaviors.
13 lbs to go before I begin the stablization process. Hopefully, I'll reach that goal by the time the pool opens. I might fancy myself as Demi with this one cute college aged lifeguard Just kidding. Really. Hopefully, Al Bundy will decide he wants to begin anew with his favorite slut...
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
Thank goodness I'm a little more hockey happy today....
I don't have much to report here, but something of interest at least for observation's sake. I got home from the gym last night and my loved ones were all out front playing. D7 was riding her bike and D10 and Mr. W. were playing badminton. I brought all my stuff in the house and started to make my dinner...
A couple minutes later, D10 came bolting in the house and exclaimed (out of breath): "Oh, my, it's 7:00 already!!! I had no idea it was this late! BTW, Dad said goodbye."
WTF? He hasn't pulled one of those since the early days of our separation. I asked her if something had happened and she said, "No. Dad just said that he had to leave and to tell you goodbye."
The only thing I can think of is that he knows I have the appt with MC tonight and since he doesn't know that I already know he isn't going, was trying to avoid having a convo with me. He also walked in the door late this morning and immediately headed out to fiddle around with something in the motor home.
No worries. I'm not feeling anything. No anxiety. No restlessness. No anger. No nothing. We'll see what happens later.
Just keep swimming!
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
Good job justifying and looking for the second explanation. I would have been suspicious also of him leaving like that, but you are probably right. He seems to like to avoid rather than confront. My H also does that. So frustrating. Keep swimming.
Thanks for your input it helps for someone else to put things in B&W. Good for not getting angry with Mr W. Yuo now realise his limitations and faults (if that is fair) Sometimes these things don't change we learn to accept them. Keep up the good work. I now have a clear picture of you in my head (Mrs Bundy)
God bless Joanne
Always questioning???
Not always sad!!!
Joanne
Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is to not stop questioning. Albert Einstein
Goodness Betsey - you're a cross between Phoebe, Peg, Moe, Bruce the Great white shark. So you're sleezy with bowl cut black hair, a bit dim yet funny with big teeth! I LOVE IT! Can't wait for the pool to be open either!
Just wanted to pop by and thank you for all your great insights as usual! And good for you coming up with a 2nd reason for Mr. W to just leave! I admire your patience and resiliancy!
Keep dieting - sounds like you've got it under really good control - I've lost 25 on the depression diet. Someday I'll have to do it for REAL! Totally
OK, I know I'm a bit late to the party here, but Betsey, 20 POUNDS IS GREAT!!
Congratulations!!
Interesting about Mr. W's departure? Any word? Sounds very much like something my H would do...(that is, if only he were able to leave word with the cat that he was taking off, since we have no kids).
Anyway. Patience. You're on your own good path these days.
I would have been suspicious also of him leaving like that, but you are probably right. He seems to like to avoid rather than confront. My H also does that. So frustrating. Keep swimming. 
