Hi chickies,
I'm turning 49 in a little over a week. My 40s have been rough, but I have managed to lose over 40 lbs and have type 2 diabetes and blood pressure issues under control. I'm about to switch into single status after a 25+ year marriage has ended. This year is a huge transition for me, so I thought I should introduce myself to the most well-equipped demographic here to hold my hand (or give me a loving kick in the pants) through it all.
My name is Georgia. I've peeked in here before and found you all delightful. I live in California. I'm a Renaissance woman (I do lots of different stuff). And I'm currently part of the Sandwich Generation, raising two teen sons on my own and managing dramas-of-the-moment for my aging and ailing parents.
I don't like my achy joints, graying hair and slowly diminishing eyesight, but I find my advancing wisdom and self-confidence to be great superpowers. Every month, as my dates with TOM become less frequent, I worry about a slowing metabolism and losing the elasticity in my skin...until TOM actually shows up and drains me of my strength and all my clean underwear for a week.
So, tell me there's hope for my metabolism, that I'm not doomed to weighing over 300 lbs for the rest of my life (my body just WILL NOT GIVE UP ANOTHER OUNCE) and that my skin will snap back, somewhat, at least enough so I can just tuck it into my jeans (if my boobs would move out of there) and disguise it with a crisp white shirt and a sexy boyfriend jacket.
And tell me that being on my own at this stage of life is an excellent opportunity...I seem to need constant reminders.
I promise to be there for all of you too, in any way I can.



to our little niche! People of all ages are welcome here, and they find support, encouragement as well as friendship. I look forward to knowing more about you.
). I know that I'm busy (sometimes too much so) and happy enough with my life these days. I was divorced back in 1995, and no, no, no...that was far from the end, trust me. I am now married to a fella who treats me like a queen, I have some amazing children and grandchildren, some fantastic friends (including the "Golden Girls") and a job that I complain about chronically, but it's actually a pretty challenging one that pays well. Oh, yes indeed, I am, like everybody else here, working to get the extra pounds off, but in the general scheme of things, it's not such a terrible fly in the proverbial ointment.