Saturday, June 16, 2012

Weight Control

I retired two years ago and since that time I have gained approximately 35 pounds. I have gone from a very comfortable size 6 to a very uncomfortable size 14. When I was slim I had many clothes/ outfits to choose from because, let's face it, shopping at a size 6 is way more fun than looking in that mirror at 145 pounds. I weighed, at my lowest, 107 pounds. I had been heavy before but managed to keep it off for over 8 years.

You know when you lose weight, even a small amount, people say something to you, not so when you gain, but I know what they are thinking, just not saying at least until I'm out of earshot.

What happened? Who knows. The last two years have been nothing but a series of health problems.

I now have three pair of pants that fit. It was so disheartening to take out all of my 'summer clothes' only to find that none of them fit. I have a real body image problem. Not going out much any more and avoiding people I would like to see.

This is kind of depressing so I guess I should stop and think of what I'm going to do about this.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Last night my husband and I went to see the movie The Most Exoctic Marigold Hotel. I loved it! Please go and see it. More later.

Friday, May 18, 2012

A new man in my life

There is a new additiion to our family. A cat. I have written about my cats before.

There is Kitty (real name Lucky). My son found her in the engine of a car. The mother probably took her there to get warm. Her paw was cut and she, at 6 weeks, was pretty scared. When my daughter-in-law became pregnant we took the kitten. She has pretty much been raised by our very loving pit bull. She is an indoor cat who longs to be an outdoor cat.

A couple of years ago a skinny tabby showed up and I started to feed it. Just a cup of dry food every morning. One day it has what appeared to be an abcess on her paw. I could not decide if I should take it to the vet. I mean it was just a stray, right? Next day it showed up with a shaved paw and all was well. OK, this was someones pet. Later a woman was walking by and said to my son, " That's my cat, Dexter," Seems that because of the ecomony her son and his family had moved in with them and the cat did not like the children. She offered to pay for the cat food. How nice was that? But ~ no I can handle it. Just nice to have a cat around to keep the mouse population down.

Then came the poor little gray cat. I have a bunch of photos on my phone but don't know how to get them here. She / he, we didn't know was so skinny and shabby. I think maybe it was left behind when someone moved. About six months ago it disapeared for about four weeks. I only hoped it was quick and there wasn't any pain. We have racoons around here and they are pretty nasty. So when it showed up at my door one morning I was so happy I gave it a can of tuna. I then went to the store and bought some canned cat food. Indoor Kitty can't eat it because it gives her the runs. The gray kitty started to gain weight and her coat improved greatly. Now that the weather had started to get colder and wetter I have noticed that Dexter and another gray cat, clearly a pet, have stopped greating me in the morning.

The stray gray kitty has worked his (yes it a boy) into our house. He has very good manners. Except for one spraying insodent in the garage he has not caused any problems. He is so much more like a cat than our indoor Kitty. I think she was very damaged by her stressful entry into life. She must have cried so much that awful day that she really has not much of a voice now and is, despite of a very pampered life, very fearful of anyone but "family".

I just looked back and realized I have already written about the damn cats. What kind of nut ball am I??


I haven't posted anything in so long so much has changed!

Thursday, January 12, 2012

A New Year!

It has been a while.
The holidays were not as bad as last year. We managed to get together as a family on Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve/ Christmas. Everyone got along. Like walking on ice with my family.

Today would have been my mother's 90 birthday. Yesterday my husband and I went out to a fancy dinner at Salty's with my son, daughter-in-law (who has the same birthday as my mother) and grand-daughter. It was very nice and we had a great time.

As we were driving home I was looking at the river and the moonlight. (I think it is almost a full moon.) I was over powered with thoughts of my mother. There is a song by Carley Simon from the album Letters Never Sent, Like A River. After my mother died my ex son in law told my sister about the song, he had heard it on a PBS show featuring Carley. It captures it so clearly. Carley lost her mother and wrote the song for her, and all of us. If I knew how to link it here I would.

It has been 16 years and I still miss her so much. So much I want to share with her. Now I get to do it with my daughters. (Well, one of them)