Welcome back, my dear. I'm so sorry you got ousted for a bit there. I was glad to see your aqua-colored greeting on my screen.
I seem to have dropped my funk for now. Ramon kind of cured it. I snapped at him over something stupid, and then we were both snapping but in a sort of funny way, then we started chasing each other around the long partition wall that separates the kitchen and living room and squealing. Well, I was. Shrieking, actually.

I'm glad we're starting to take ourselves a little less seriously in the marriage...
Thank you all for your kindess in the last couple of days. I know we all know what it's like to feel...fat. Inside and out. I'm so glad to have people to share that with.
Zadie, know what kills me about pants? You wear them for your few times and they gradually loosen and you think you're making progress, but then you wash them and you feel like a fat ******* again. Good thing the scale don't lie. Well, I guess that's not entirely true, either - your weight fluctuates due to other factors than just fat. Huh.
Amarantha (back to you), I think you did what you could and more than most for the girl. I was in a similar situation on my Greyhound trip when my seatmate lost $200. Gave her coat to someone to watch with the money - all she had to get her to Texas - in the pocket. Of course they took it and ran. Anyway, I gave her enough to eat on her 2-day trip to TX, but was tempted to replace all her money; she was so upset. Then I thought: you help people, of course, but then you also have to step out of the way after you've done what you can and let them live it through, let them learn the ropes just like the rest of us have to. And you can't help if they don't want it. You say "this is what I can do for you" and if it's not what they want, what do you do? Gift horse and leading it to water and all that. I don't know. Does that sound complacent and selfish and WASP-y? What do you think, Zadie? I really want to know. Anyway, A, I think you did good. Always knew you had a deeply compassionate heart.
QOD: going out with my sissy-in-law to see "Honey" and then I feel certain that we'll both get a hankerin' for taco salads and margaritas! Ole! Ay-ay-ay!!! Then it's back to church on Sunday. My attendance has been nothing short of abysmal.
Punkin, I agree with you about Wildfire's plight. I do like kids and they me (aah, everybody says that), but not when I'm trying to meet with the grownups and talk serious about a difficult change we're all trying to make. I'd get grouchy fast.
Yep, that 4 inches of snow here in downtown Seattle made things interesting for a while - saw a guy skiing down the street that goes past our apartment. They closed Boren (my street)down after I witnessed a slow-mo five-car pileup when cars couldn't stop coming down the hill. If you think people exxagerate when they say that Seattlites freak out and everything shuts down when it snows, think again. They do. It does. Wow.
Dammit, Punkin, I'm sorry your b-day weekend felt kind of icky. So unfair. Shoulda sent you a candle or something - I know this great Partylite dealer up here.
Seattlejo, God, you're perceptive. How'd you know I was one of those sick "all or nothing" kinds? I hate it - fight it like a mother, but it's there. I can feel it. Thank you so much for pointing that out to me. Geez. Victory right now for me would be (something I've NEVER accomplished) just getting the weight-loss, healthy lifestyle struggle to feel...routine. Or familiar. Or habitual. You know? Get an "I can do this!" feeling when I try something instead of the familiar "you'll fail, you know. You always do".

Isn't it GHOULISH what we say to ourselves without batting an eye?
Lovely Eydie, as usual, you say just the right thing to make me feel so much better. Anyone else notice this trend of hers? It's sort of a sick comfort to hear about someone I consider "successful" that still struggles from time to time. And I was also comforted to hear the timetable of your weight loss. 6 years. I read that, went "N-o-o-o-o!!", then accepted. OK, then. 6 years it is. Or 2. Or 10. Whatever. Let's just get to it.
I mean, what if I think "ten YEARS?!?", freak out, and quit? I mean, I'm going to get 10 years older (barring tragedy, God willing) whether I'm living healthy or not, right? Might as well try while I'm busy aging.
"Cerise's Peaches"? Y'all are some kinda freaky.
'Bella, I couldn't get on yesterday, either. I was like "No. No, no, no, no." I thought we might have crashied again. I love reading about how good you're feeling getting back on track! Inspires me that I can feel good, too. I thought of you, actually on the way to work, when I chose to climb stairs to get out of the Metro tunnel rather than use escalators. That's a lot of stairs. See how you inspire? Also, your fruits and veggies kick inspired me to inquire about the local CSA program for this year. You know, the "Community Supported Agriculture" where you give "seed money" to local fruit/veggie farmers at the beginning of the growing season and then pick up a grab bag full of produce every week? Sounds very cool. I'll be up to my ears in fennel and rootabagas.
Kaylets, thanks for that cool list. I printed it for to digest it better over time. Speaking of the kettle being on, my mum gave me Twinings "Irish Breakfast" tea for Christmas; looseleaf, she hastened to assure me. It's very good. I drank it carefully at first, fearing that if a Scot drank Irish tea something funny might happen, but maybe my smidgen of Irish blood protected me. Whattaya think, Wildfire? I also discovered a taste for herbal apple-flavored tea. I'm drinking herbal teas to get more water in during work.
Wildfire, it was really you and Arabella in combination that inspired me this week. You both are doing splendidly and I could NOT, literally, do this without you. I start WW this Tuesday. Thankyouthankyouthankyou.
WSW, how smart you are to have the inspection taped. Might very well save you some grief later, right? I hope so much that you're doing OK, improving in health a bit and all that. These are the times when I wish we lived near each other, but you have those kinds of friends, too, it sounds like. Whew. Thinking fondly of you always, dearest...
Frogs, have you been booted or something? Working too hard? Everything OK? Check in with yo' mamas soon...
THIS IS A FRIGGING BOOK!!!! I'm so very, very sorry. But I had a lot to say ("No

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OK, before you die of sugar-shock, I'm off.