The Blob

Between ex-boyfriends and passionate escapades, I had a lively fantasy life in my past. I was sexually adventurous. I was up for anything. I didn't worry that I'd be alone forever. There was always someone to turn my head. I didn't worry about it, to be honest, it just happened. I felt as if I... Continue Reading →

Memory Lame

Did you ever look through your childhood diaries and, despite knowing the author was you as a 9-year-old, found yourself embarrassed? Yet there it is in colorful ink. Sophisticated bon mots they are not. "Bobby is such a dum dum i want to punch him." Oh yes, what a deep thinker! Sheer poetry! We often... Continue Reading →

The Measure of a Woman

In the interest of the long-term plan, I finally got around to obtaining a set of baseline body measurements this morning. In the past, I found that actual measurements can really help give me physical proof, as I lose weight, of how much difference even a few pounds can make. While it hadn't occurred to... Continue Reading →

Week 3 Weight Loss Report

Weight loss: Original Weight: 333.9 - Current weight: 321.4 - Total Weight lost: 12.5 Measurements: Still no measurements. Got to make a point of it. The Weekly Challenge: A tremendous amount of stress and worry that I'm causing myself prior to my start at Grey-Sloan Hospital. It has become very real. All of it. And... Continue Reading →

Fearing the Unknown

I don't deal well with change. Particularly big changes frighten me. I assess the situation and evaluate all the potential outcomes -- and in many situations this is a plus, but in this situation, it works against me. Many times in my life, I have been stymied by my inability to take action because outcomes... Continue Reading →

Week 2 Weight Loss Report

Weight loss: Original Weight: 333.9 - Current weight: 322.4 - Total Weight lost: 11.5 Measurements: Still no measurements. Damn I'm lazy! The Weekly Challenge: A lot of stress and a lack of money meant that there were a couple days when I had a tough time sticking to the low-carb plan. I had ordered Atkins... Continue Reading →

Alcoholics and Paper Tigers

Bob is an alcoholic through and through. For him, it's an act of rebellion. His big "fuck you" to the world. "Don't tell me what to do!" He is blatantly unrepentant in his love of booze, particularly beer. He has said to me countless times that he just likes the taste of it -- to... Continue Reading →

Word Matters

For the vast majority of my life, words have been my refuge. When the seas get stormy, I will write. I create. I use words to communicate joy, fear, apprehension, humor, and life in general. I have written papers, essays -- and while I've never authored a book, I have written fairly regularly in blog... Continue Reading →

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