Sunday, 22 January 2012
Yay!!
I finally got on the scale after being terrified that my efforts for for naught. So this morning I stepped gingerly onto the scale and...whala! I am down to 247.5 pounds!! whoot whoot!! I guess cutting out hot chocolate and cappucinos and working out with Murray at the Y every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday is working. I haven't changed my eating habits though. We still eat the way we did. We have no sweets nor snack foods in the house except popcorn. We have tons of veggies and fruit. We also have no processed foods either. I make my own hamburger helper or tuna helper. I have said no to someone who offered me chocolate and it made me feel so good. I am drinking far more water now too. Anywhere from 8 to 12 glasses of water a day. My skin is changing too. It's glowing and my wrinkles are fading. I also got a makeover. My hair has totally changed. I feel sexy now. Someday I will have sexy legs and be able to wear Casey's stilleto boots. I will get a photo shoot of me and my motorbike wearing sexy clothes. I am excited about life once more!!
Thursday, 19 January 2012
Tired
When I raised my daughters when Murray wasn't in the picture, we had rules. One of the rules were no eating or drinking in your bedroom. The food stayed in the kitchen or dining room. We had snacks such as popcorn or chips in the tv room while watching movies but other than that the food stayed in the kitchen area.
This brings me to Ethan and Murray. Ethan is 19 years old and has a job. He doesn't go to school or any kind of post secondary schooling. He still lives here at home. He does not pay room and board or rent. He freeloads off us. He eats our food, uses our water and electricity. He eats breakfast and supper in his bedroom and Murray allows it. I am so dead set against it. I told Murray and he got mad at me for bringing it up. We just went grocery shopping on Saturday and one day I wanted a tuna sandwich. Guess what? All six cans of tuna gone. I wanted a banana, and they were all gone. I wanted a sandwich of some kind and all four loaves of bread gone. I remembered that we had some popcorn chicken and I went to bake some and they were all gone. Murray got mad at me for mentioning the food thing. I am tired of going to make something for me to eat and its gone. I have this mentality of food in this house and its this "I need to eat my share of this food before Ethan gets to it or there will be nothing left for me to enjoy" so I engorged on the food. You would think that one pound of hamburger to make chilli would be enough for me and Murray. No, I made one kilogram of hamburger and made just as much as I used to when I fed four to six children and us two adults. It was gone the very next day. I am tired of Ethan freeloading off us and I am tired of Murray justifying it. I am tired of me being made the bad person when I mention charging Ethan room and board so we can keep up on the food bill. If he paid room and board then I probably would not have a problem with him eating every meal in his bedroom or eating the food we buy with the money he gives us. But he isn't and I have a huge problem with it.
This brings me to Ethan and Murray. Ethan is 19 years old and has a job. He doesn't go to school or any kind of post secondary schooling. He still lives here at home. He does not pay room and board or rent. He freeloads off us. He eats our food, uses our water and electricity. He eats breakfast and supper in his bedroom and Murray allows it. I am so dead set against it. I told Murray and he got mad at me for bringing it up. We just went grocery shopping on Saturday and one day I wanted a tuna sandwich. Guess what? All six cans of tuna gone. I wanted a banana, and they were all gone. I wanted a sandwich of some kind and all four loaves of bread gone. I remembered that we had some popcorn chicken and I went to bake some and they were all gone. Murray got mad at me for mentioning the food thing. I am tired of going to make something for me to eat and its gone. I have this mentality of food in this house and its this "I need to eat my share of this food before Ethan gets to it or there will be nothing left for me to enjoy" so I engorged on the food. You would think that one pound of hamburger to make chilli would be enough for me and Murray. No, I made one kilogram of hamburger and made just as much as I used to when I fed four to six children and us two adults. It was gone the very next day. I am tired of Ethan freeloading off us and I am tired of Murray justifying it. I am tired of me being made the bad person when I mention charging Ethan room and board so we can keep up on the food bill. If he paid room and board then I probably would not have a problem with him eating every meal in his bedroom or eating the food we buy with the money he gives us. But he isn't and I have a huge problem with it.
Friday, 13 January 2012
The Rose Plant
I am so new to this blogging. It's kinda wierd, fun. Anyways, this blog isn't about weight loss or gain, it's about my thoughts and feelings at the time. So read and laugh and think.
A few years ago, Murray bought me a beautiful miniature rose plant for the home on Valentine's Day. I nurtured it, took care of it and watched it grow and produce little rose blossoms. Then this crazy plant started growing straight up instead of bushing out and it looked like three tall, spindly, sticks with a few little leaves and no blossom. So... I cut it down to almost the base and I am in the process of watching it...well... try to do something. Now it really is two little sticks sticking out of the dirt. The other day I looked at it and told Murray that I feel like my gospel testimony is like that rose bush. Firmly rooted, and still green but it's just not growing. Murray told me I should just throw the plant out. I said if the roots are still firmly planted and the stick is still green I am not giving up. Our testimonies should be the same. We shouldn't give up on our testimony just because it is at a standstill. We should be feeding and nourishing our testimonies so they will keep blooming and blossoming. Sometimes something happens that kind of cuts down our testimony but with the right kind of care, it will come back again this time bigger and more beautiful. So I patiently wait for my rose plant to come back and show off it's beautiful blossoms for all who come into my home.
A few years ago, Murray bought me a beautiful miniature rose plant for the home on Valentine's Day. I nurtured it, took care of it and watched it grow and produce little rose blossoms. Then this crazy plant started growing straight up instead of bushing out and it looked like three tall, spindly, sticks with a few little leaves and no blossom. So... I cut it down to almost the base and I am in the process of watching it...well... try to do something. Now it really is two little sticks sticking out of the dirt. The other day I looked at it and told Murray that I feel like my gospel testimony is like that rose bush. Firmly rooted, and still green but it's just not growing. Murray told me I should just throw the plant out. I said if the roots are still firmly planted and the stick is still green I am not giving up. Our testimonies should be the same. We shouldn't give up on our testimony just because it is at a standstill. We should be feeding and nourishing our testimonies so they will keep blooming and blossoming. Sometimes something happens that kind of cuts down our testimony but with the right kind of care, it will come back again this time bigger and more beautiful. So I patiently wait for my rose plant to come back and show off it's beautiful blossoms for all who come into my home.
Thursday, 12 January 2012
Time to lose weight!
Today I decided that I am sick and tired of being fat. Too fat to wear nice boots cause my calves are too thick, too fat to wear nice, sexy clothes. Too fat to wear my roller blades, chairs with arms are tight around me, I snore at night, and I am not flexible. I am tired of it. Really sick and tired of it. So... here I start on yet another try to lose weight. No, I WILL LOSE WEIGHT! I WILL LOOK SEXY LYING ON THE BEACH OF AN EXOTIC ISLAND. Here today, I weigh 253 pounds. My plan is too cut out sugar out of my diet, eat more veggies, fruit, and protein. Murray took out a gym membership so I will exercise three times a week there and walk the dog every day. No more tv. No more cappacinos, and no more chocolate. More water and more herbal tea. More moving. More energy. More positiveness. More sex!! Here I go on this adventure! Who's with me?
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