This One Will Be Shorter Than Usual

OK. So I had a 2.6 pound loss this week. That's a total of 40.2 pounds. Yippee. I'm practically a waif. Kate Moss, eat your heart out. I'd better watch out for sewer grates as I might just slip through. That's right. I now weigh a mere 254.8.

Other than that, this week has kind of been a royal downer. I've been staying at my aunt's house at night so her dogs won't be lonely. I miss my bed. And my dog and gerbil, Emmett and Sarah Jane respectively. I'm not sleeping well and I have the black circles under my eyes to prove it.

I spent all day Wednesday at the hospital. My grandmother had another stroke and I had to take her in. First of all, she isn't doing so well this time. Her coordination is shot and she can't speak very well. As of today, she isn't even resposive. Vital signs are OK and they can't figure out why she's doing so poorly. I think it might be that she's giving up. I'm going to the hospital in the morning to give her a stern lecture. I can be darn forceful when I wan to be. Also, her current neurologist is a putz. He's actually the same one my mom went to a couple of times with her CIDP and he told her she didn't have it and took her off all treatment. He's an arrogant jerk and not a single person in the hospital has had a good thing to say about him. He really doesn't want to try to jerk me around, though. He's Jewish and I have a whole arsenal of Yiddish insults at the ready should I need them. They're very effective. Also colorful and amusing. If I have any lovely Jewish readers out there you can back me up.

So, that's how it is right now. I'm going to go watch some Doctor Who to escape my reality for a little while. It's very good for that, particularly if you're a ridiculous sqee-ing fangirl such as myself. I could really use a TARDIS sometimes.

To end with a smile that I don't personally have to provide, please watch the following video.

This is One of the Many Reasons I Suck

I'm sorry! I really am. It's been exactly a month since my last blog. There really isn't much to say, either. I haven't had much time to post and even if I had I wouldn't have had anything of interest to write. For those of you whose blogs I read, I apologize for my absence. For those of you wondering if I'm dead, I'm not. I had an ear infection there for a few days but that's not quite as bad. Of course, sometimes it makes you wish for death but still.

My weight loss has been off. I had a gain of .2 pounds and I missed the last meeting so I don't really know how it was. My total is currently 38 pounds. I'm really hoping my next weigh-in brings me to at least 40. I'm down two jeans sizes and one shirt size. Dang boobies. You know how people always say that's the first thing to go? Well, obviously these people had never encountered my military grade, indestructible tactical field breasts. These gals can withstand anything! Oh, side benefit, though. I think my feet are getting a little smaller. I'd heard that can happen but I didn't expect it at all. Especially not this soon. Of course, it could also be that all my shoes are getting on in years and stretching out but I'm going to be an optimist. Small feet, here I come!

Oh, I went t o see Star Trek (Yes, I know I'm a huge nerd. Watch it or I'll start discussing how the Doctor would explain time travel as it relates to past and future events.) with my unboyfriend. You know the one. He told me I looked smaller. That was nice. A lady I see about once a year asked if I'd lost weight, too. And, wonder of wonders, I'm even starting to notice a slight difference in my body myself. The fat rolls aren't a complete handful now. It's a start, I guess. It's kind of exciting. On the down side, if I get too excited I could get cocky about my diet and mess it all up. Gotta strike that perfect balance, you know.

Finally, a quick boast. I went to the local Greek Festival yesterday. I adore Greek food. Sure, those folks gave us democracy and all but I'm a lot more grateful for tzaziki sauce. In the face of suck delights as spanikopita, baklava and loukoumades (or however you spell it) I ate one lovely serving of chicken souvlaki. That's 5 points for all you Weight Watchers out there. I was very proud of myself. I know, I know. It's a small victory but I take 'em where I can get 'em.

So that's all for now. I promise I won't let it go so long again. I'll post again either Thursday night or Friday. Wish me luck on the weigh-in. I have a feeling I'm going to need it.

Lousy Germs. Grrr.

OK, so I know I haven't been here in a while and I apologize. I've been pretty busy with other people's responsibilities, whine, moan, complain. Also, I'm sick at the moment and have been for a few days (ah-choo!) so I really don't feel like blogging but because I love you people, here it is.

First of all, Weight Watchers' update: I don't have one. I missed my meeting for obvious reasons but I'm pretty sure, thanks to my home scale, that I gained. I'm not sure why but it's probably because I didn't exercise all week. Not on purpose, of course, but disease does that to a person. Next week I will go to the meeting and it will be better. I swear! If it kills me!

Now, on the sickness front, I don't know what I have. I have no fever (actually, my body temp was 95.1 this morning.) but my body aches, my throat hurts and I have laryngitis. Did you catch that? NO VOICE AT ALL! Now, I realize that most of y'all don't really know me so let me share this: I talk quite a bit once I get to know someone. I have a lot to say, you see. Now, of course, I can't say anything and this has consequences. First of all, I'm frustrated by it. I feel like I've lost a limb. I know it isn't the same thing so don't yell at me but it's still really hard. Secondly, people get mad at me because they can't hear me and they have to listen harder. As if I'm doing it on purpose. Thirdly, because I do tend to talk, oh, a little more than average, people think it's HILARIOUS when I can't. So, not only am I sick and miserable (whine, moan, complain) but I'm also being mocked about it. Nice, huh? I live amongst such compassionate individuals.

Finally, thanks to the illness and with a little help from Wal-Mart, I've been sucking on a lot of these:
Yes, they are as yummy as they sound. Also, there's a warning on the bag that excessive consumption (Ha! Consumption! On cough drops! Brilliant!) can have a laxative effect. How's that for a selling point? On the plus side, they really do help a lot more than most lozenges ( which is a great word, btw) and they're relatively cheap so I think I'll start using them all the time. The sugar free thing isn't bad, either so I don't have to worry about a points value. Hooray! Oh, if any nice people from Ricola read this and want to send me freebies for the plug just email and we'll discuss terms for future endorsement.

I guess that's all for now. I'll let you all know as soon as I get my voice back. You might hear me singing in the shower from where ever you happen to be. Have a great day, children!

The World Is Full of Crazies and I'm A Slightly Smaller One

Weigh-in day! (Sorry it's been so long. I haven't had much to say.) I was pretty scared about it but, wait for it...I lost 3.6 pounds this week! That's a total of 33.4 pounds! Let the people rejoice! Would anyone like to know my actual weight? Starting and now? I don't think I've ever actually said on here. If I have, sorry for repeating myself. If I haven't, here goes. My starting weight was 295 pounds (That's 21 stone, 1 pound for my British friends. I've been watching Gillian McKeith!) and my current weight is 261.6 pounds (18 stone and 9.6 pounds). My starting body mass index was 47.6 and is now 42.2.

Granted, I'm still technically obese. I will be for some time. That's OK. Well, not really but the fact that the numbers are getting smaller makes it tolerable. OK, tolerable most of the time. I have my moments. I guess we all do. Either way, I'm pretty proud of myself. I have a right to be, don't I? I'm not being arrogant and self-righteous like some other bloggers am I? I really don't want to be one of those. I'm obnoxious enough when I'm modest!

So, to keep from being arrogant, I'm going to confess a dietary sin. Last night I ate a Cadbury Creme Egg. And a marshmallow bunny. I could have eaten a lot more, too. Fortunately, I'd given most of them away. For everyone who thinks I have tons of self-control, be advised that I had plenty left over for a serious gorge-fest and I only gave them away because someone specifically asked me if I had any chocolate. Thank You, Lord! It was a struggle to hand the candy over but there you go. I managed. I wasn't happy about it, to tell the truth. In fact, I really want more.

So, I'm staving off the craving with a 100 calorie pack of Pepperidge Farm Chessmen and probably a banana in a little while. I like bananas. Bananas are good. I've been eating three of them a day for the last week. Does anyone know of a banana diet? If not, someone should invent it. It would be a smash. They're cheap and tasty. Good source of potassium.

So, how has everyone else been? I've been blogless for a few days so I'll have to catch up with you all. I hope it's going great and I hope you all have a fabulous Easter!

So, I had one of them non-scale victories. I was shopping and, on a whim, I decided to try on some jeans in a smaller size. Guess what! They fit! Not only fit but were a little loose! I bought them because I felt like I had to. I'm really hoping they don't fit for long. Maybe a couple of months, you think? Man, I hope so. It would do this old heart a world of good. Literally. My heart would love it.

So here's the thing, though. I felt so good yesterday. Triumphant, even. Top of the world. Now I've crashed. I've felt pretty well lonely all day. I'm not sure why, either. It's just so strange. I'm even having a hard time describing the whole mess. That's me, Lori, wordsmith. Maybe that's why I'm having such a hard time with my play. I think my creative flair has abandoned me. Maybe that's what I'm missing, my creativity. Not that I've ever been a literary genius or anything but I did always fancy myself at least a little bit inventive. Now it seems to be gone. Dissolved like a mist in a breeze. Or dissipated. I have no idea what word to use. Pathetic.

Anyhoo, that's been my day. Not a bright and cheery post, I'm afraid. Maybe tomorrow I'll feel better. Maybe I'll have made some headway in the playwriting and won't feel so dreary. Hey, it's Palm Sunday, after all, a day of celebration. I'm going to go eat a banana now. I think I need the potassium. Or something. Night, all!

Dadblamed .2 Pounds!

OK, first the good news. I made my 10% body weight goal! I have now lost just over 10% of my starting weight. This is a good thing. Let the people rejoice! For this accomplishment I received my 10% Weight Watchers key chain which I will not use for keys. I will hang it on my cork board to encourage me when I'm at my desk. That's it below, along with my hand.
As you can see, it holds the 25 pound medal I got last week. As you can also see, for some reason I look very orange in this picture. Yes, I enjoy carrots a great deal but nowhere near that much.

I also said if I made it to my goal this week I'd post a picture of myself. I know, and I'd like to apologize for it in advance. Some people are just better off not being recorded for posterity. So, without further ado, I give you little ol' me. *ahem*
Don't say you weren't warned! I look a little pink here and I'm not sure why. Sorry about that. Oh, the bad news. I really hoped I'd be down thirty full pounds tonight but, alas, I was not. I was off it by .2 pounds. That's right. I lost 1.2 pounds this week for a grand total of 29.8. Doggone it all. Oh, well. Tomorrow is another day.

Now, because I love you people and I don't want to leave you with THAT as a final image I'm going to treat you to pictures of two of my favorite adorable things: David Tennant and a baby wombat.


Tennant from time-and-space, wombat baby from Things That Make You Go Ahh. Thanks for reading, my dear friends! Muah!

Just a Short One

First of all, Dina requested a picture of my pretty Czech perfume bottle. Here it is, for your viewing pleasure!
Ta, daaaa! It's sitting on the bag it was given in on my dining room table, hence the chair in the background. Are you deeply moved?

Also, I meant to post a pic of my 25 pound medal and I forgot because, well, I kind of suck. Either way, here it is:
I'm hoping to get my 10% recognition tonight so wish me luck and do some serious praying. I've worked hard but we'll see if it shows up this week. Last week's was so good I'm not getting my hopes to high. Disappointment stinks. Oh, and if I make it, I'll actually post a picture of myself so you can all see the nightmare that haunts my mirror daily. That, and so you all know what I look like. Whichever works for you and seems to apply. Bye, all! Have a great day!