Most likely just your hormones trying to regulate after being on bc for so long.

Funny story about condoms. The kindergartners are learning about nonfiction and what kinds of things you see in nonfiction books-- true facts, index, table of contents, etc. The other day a kindergartner yelled out in class-- "I found a book with a table of condoms!"

This is something that I think most of us struggle with, whether 100 or 50 or 20 lbs. Why didn't we just "do it right" when we were growing up, or just married, or pregnant? Why yo-yo a bunch of times and have to buy new sets of fat clothes?

No news yet on Chico. I really don't expect anything until Monday, so I'm not letting it get to me.

"Table of condoms!" Priceless.

Today is my in-laws 50th anniversary. I went golfing with them this morning (4 pars and a birdie for me, beat MIL by 1 shot, FIL got 3 birdies for even par on the back 9). DH will golf with them on Sunday. Today DH is golfing in an annual autism awareness/fundraiser. I feel bad for him, though. Tee time is 1 PM and it's already 97 degrees. Good thing though, he can't drink at all because of his previous DUI--he can't drink and drive unless it's like 8 hours later. So I told him to drink lots of water. He won't go to the party afterward, either--just because he'd be tempted to drink! He asked me if I'd come to the party (so he'd have a ride home) and I said no because I have to pick my friend up from the airport. Haha!

Do you really think the messed up metabolism is from being overweight? I always assumed it came from dieting incorrectly for such a long time (in college I thought the only way to diet was to eat like less than 500 calories a day--that'll mess you up for sure!).

DD is coming home today for the weekend. She's once again up in the air about grad schools. She's thinking that she really doesn't want to go to UT Austin. She met with a counselor today AND she got some information from CGU (where she really wants to go). Basically they said that if she were to get more psychology background and work with a particular teacher at CSUF then it would be more favorable for next year. I hope she decides to do this as I think she'll be happiest this way. I told her she needs to follow her dream. So graduation is once again iffy--she'll still do the honors convocation because she did finish that, but if she graduates, she'll have to reapply to go to class in psychology. So if she postpones graduation (who really cares if she walks anyway?) she can take the classes necessary for a second degree.

Allison-- I know you're anxious about Chico's results, but I wanted to mention one thing that might put your mind to ease a bit. When my doberman had bone cancer (osteosarcoma), the vet was able to easily identify it by x-ray (before the biopsy). So, if the vet didn't see that on Chico's x-ray, hopefully it isn't anything too ominous.

Happy 50th anniversary to your in-laws. My in-laws had theirs a couple of years ago and we all went to Maine together. That was interesting!

Happy Friday to all - hope your weekend is on plan and restful!

Yes, I am almost certain that, for me, it's because I was overweight for so long, and I think my body wants to revert back to where it used to be, and so do my eating habits.

Strange as this is going to sound, I never really dieted with a sustained, INFORMED, serious effort until late in life. For a long time, I felt I was simply fated to be fat, that changing it was beyond me, that nothing would work ... and so I shouldn't even **try.** The fatness was an inherent characteristic of mine, like eye color and skin color. What I worked at was fat acceptance, only I had no consciousness of that as an organized movement or political stance. And I thought that worrying too much about weight was frivolous and not worth a serious woman's time. So I pretty much ignored my body and lived from the neck-up.

What an amazing moment that was, when I realized I did have control ... and then, of course, I promptly over-estimated how much control I had, and what constantly exerting such control could do. Thus, my eating disorder.

I'll still recalibrating after living out two extremes.

Lacking a history of yo-yo dieting, I believe I can safely say that, in my case, if my metabolism is messed up, it because I remained overweight and maintained poor eating habits for decades.

That's exactly what I believe. While I was never really obese, I was always the chunky one. Most of my adult life I weighed around 165, which is overweight. The time I found myself at 173 I freaked and found 3FC and lost weight (for the 2nd time). Each time I turn off the maintenance brain, I find myself inching toward 165 again. It's as if my body remembers that constant and wants me back there again. It's really frustrating.

I worked as a Branch Manager of a Credit Union, one day a member came in requesting an advance on a line of credit telling me "I just bought a condom in Santa Cruz." It took every bit of self control that I could muster not to burst out laughing.

And then there is the tray of condoms that you bring to a potluck...

Good/bad weekend. Bad in eating terms (French for lunch, Mexican for dinner yesterday). Good in exercise terms (4.3 mile power walk this morning).

I was up 2.2 pounds today ! See no reason for it and just as I am taking off for 2 days. I will be back Tuesday, MY 2 DS are each having a birthday so we are all getting together at DS 's house for a BBQ and the way the thet talk non stop eating.

You guys are cracking me up today. I like this thread w/in a thread thing, of 1) hormones and 2)condoms

Checking in, busy busy few days, which resulted in my officially recognizing, "I am over-committed. This can not and will not happen on a regular basis."

off to have ONE FULL HOUR TOTALLY TO MYSELF!!!

Allison, let us know about chico....

I should hear about Chico today sometime. I've done a lot of "research" of tumors in dogs and none of the really bad ones seem like they will be the one. I'm still hoping for a lipoma. Keep your fingers crossed!

The weekend of bad eating was topped off with a late lunch at a bar. I intended to get a Paramedic (it's run by a former fireman and all the food is named like that). A Paramedic is a house salad with a bowl of tortilla soup. Instead I got a Sgt. Skinner (BLT with avocado and beer battered fries) and I had two beers. At least, since it was at 3 PM, we had no need to eat dinner last night, so I'm up 1 pound which is still 1.5 over ticker. I did not drink anything but water last night and I intend to continue in that vein all week this week.

I'd been plugging along with 4 days of 150.5 from Thurs-Sun morning, and then woke up this morning to 153.0. WTF? No good reason for me, either - I actually had a really good weekend food-wise, which is exceedingly rare. I changed my ticker retroactively, and am anticipating another good week.

Carmina Burana was monumental - it's the best adjective I can apply. Packed stage, packed audience ... terrific sound, and worth every bit of aggravation of 5 rehearsals in 6 days to get ready. DS12 even gave up his usual pre-teen "cool" for a while afterward. I snapped a couple of pictures of my guys all dressed up; I'll post them later tonight.

allison - hope you get good news about your puppy today!

up by 3 pounds today. very indulgent weekend.