Gaining one pound a year doesn’t sound like a big deal until 25 years go by…my amusing and precarious journey of weight loss.

Flirtations…Temptations

DECISIONS…COMPLICATIONS…

Welcome to my world,,,such as it is…

The Lay’s Potato Chip slogan in the sixties… “Betcha Can’t Eat Just One…” was pure genius.

Okay…here’s what happened to me last week.   I weighed myself and the scale “flirted” with #139 and then settled at #140…again…sigh

It’s been at #140 for a few weeks…as you all know…because I’ve told you this so many times…but…this morning…the “flirtation”. 

I was pretty damn excited…I don’t mind telling you.

I was thinking…maybe I’m turning the corner.  Maybe this is it…the downward spiral.  I am finally going to get to #139…stay there and then…the sky’s the limit!

I actually was eating less…and was completely done with the whole Christmas cookie thing…and I was walking a little…  Okay, walking sometimes.  Oh…I am so pathetic.

But here’s the deal…  You knew this was coming, right?

I am such a loser…but moving forward in this tale…

I have now become addicted to Lay’s BBQ potato chips.  IKR?

And it wasn’t even my fault.  REALLY!!!!  What the hell happened…you might ask?  Well, I will tell you…

A regular sized bag of Lay’s BBQ potato chips mysteriously appeared in my grocery bag a few days ago…maybe the delivery packer/person thought I needed more  spice in my life…I don’t know…  I wasn’t even charged for them!

So there this bag sat on my counter…next to some bananas and tomatoes.   I do eat some good stuff, you know…

I knew these chips have been around forever…decades probably…and I had never tried them.  I love barbecued ribs and chicken.   So I thought…”Oh, what the hell…”

I’ll just have one…

And then I had ten.

And now…when I go to bed at night… I bring the whole bag with me…not a bowl…the whole bag…

I know this sounds perfectly horrible but I only eat one or two (maybe three) chips…

This amount is loads less than if I were to take a regular sized bowl out of the cupboard, put it on the counter and then add… you know…some chips.  NO ONE would put 3 chips in a bowl…

Let’s face it…two or three chips would look crazy…unless I used a teeny-tiny bowl…which I do not even have…so…

It made perfect sense to me!   Honestly, sometimes I think I should just run this whole world…

So there you go.  Life…my life…

Have a nice day…

#140… 😦

You knew that was coming…right?  You knew the #139 wouldn’t last… after Christmas and all that?  Right?  Well…here’s what I am thinking…

It could have been so much worse.  Positivity!!  The key to success…or an excuse to go have a cookie.  Hey.  I’m okay with that….they’re MY cookies…I can do what I want with them…right?  Right!

2 Things: 

#1.  My brilliant daughter completely re-did my website (apparently I really didn’t have one that functioned) AND it is fantastic!!   All organized and beautiful!

She also told me “Don’t Touch Anything!!”...just write.  Lol.  (BTW, Erika, I am not touching anything.)

#2.  I never thought I would sit in front of my television set and say…”I can’t believe that this is happening here.”  Again. Life was already abnormal with Covid-19 and now domestic terrorism.  Unbelievable.

#3.  I know I said “2 things”…but this is really important.  I have one task for today and it is a really important one.

I am going  to bake a chocolate cake with chocolate fudge frosting.  There.  I said it.  I relegated it to a phantom #3 position…but nonetheless…I said it.

And I will eat it…

Have a nice day…

I’m just glad I didn’t go to #141 or #142.

Well…

…sometimes…somethings don’t always go

the way you want…but…

As you may recall…I had a weight goal of 139.0# by December 25, 2020.  That is 139.0..

A couple of weeks ago…I flirted with 139.2…for a couple of days….then I returned to 140.0…

BUT THEN I hit 139.2 again and stayed…

Picture happy me dancing around my  apartment at 6:58 a.m.!!!

However,  the sane, non-dancing part of me knew that Christmas Eve was coming…and I had a killer potato recipe that involved cheese and garlic pepper and I also had a new way to fix ham…AND…

Let us not forget…strawberry cream cheese pie for dessert.  (There may have been a veggie or two but I can’t remember…)

Not only did I NOT move from 139.2 to 139.0…I went to 139.6!!!!!!!

SO I HAVE DECIDED…BECAUSE I CAN…TO ELIMINATE THE .#’s…as in no more .2, .4, or .6…you get the idea.

From now on…when I weigh in…I either weigh 138 or I weigh 139 or I weigh 892…again…you get the idea.

I never liked fractions in school anyway…so here’s what all this means…

I MADE MY GOAL!!!  Merry Christmas and Happy New New!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have a nice day…

140.0…and

four days until Christmas goal of 139.0…

Yesterday…in the spirit of Christmas and baking and the Scandinavian  genes that run amok throughout my body…I baked three different kinds  of cookies.

Why would anyone desperately (and I do mean desperately) trying to lose weight…bake cookies?  Am I completely mad?

Perhaps…or perhaps I am just a mother/grandmother who finds it hard to say NO to requests of this nature…

The cookies were nothing special…just the favorites of my eldest granddaughter, my youngest granddaughter and my only daughter.

And…because I feel it is the responsibility, as matriarch of this tiny family unit,  to make sure that what I give them to eat will not…you know…make them sick or kill them…I had to… “taste test”.

Now…as any good or even mediocre cook knows…the “taste test”…is probably the most important step in the cooking process…AND…the most fun.

So yesterday…I thru caution to the wind (as I so often do) and taste tested to oblivion!!

I THOUGHT this morning’s scale encounter would show a weight gain…it surprisingly did NOT

Has there been some sort of “shapeshifting occurrence” of which I am not aware?

I am very fearful for what today might bring.

Have a nice day…