I met my cardiologist today. Nice guy. The good news is my blood pressure is down. The bad news is that it’s not down very much. The doc doesn’t think I am at significant risk for having heart disease. But he still wants me to have a stress test, which involves setting off teeny tiny [...]
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House cleaing day
November 14th, 2009
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I am still determined to get to the gym, but today I engaged in my favorite aerobic activity: House cleaning. Stop laughing. I am for really reals. I love a clean house and I don’t mind putting in the effort to get it there. It’s just that finding the time can be difficult. Regular cleaning [...]
Pressure
November 7th, 2009
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I almost didn’t make my one-post-per-day goal because I spent 20 hours in the hospital with my blood pressure spiked way, way up. The experience of being in the hospital, I believe, contributed to the rise in my systolic and diastolic numbers. I will write extensively about that tomorrow. Right now I am just going [...]
Home
October 23rd, 2009
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Because I am riddled with H1N1, I am not fit to be in the company of regular folks. Which means I have days off from work. Which, frankly, doesn’t suck. This may be the best part of piggy flu. I really love my home. We have a nice house on a nice cul-de-sac in a [...]
Fur kids
October 17th, 2009
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I am a mother. I raised my daughter, who is now 23 years old. I can’t have any more two-legged, born-of-my-body children because of my missing uterus. Adoption is not an option, although I am a huge supporter of that because I was adopted by my parents. The next best thing to fill that maternal [...]
During shot
September 12th, 2009
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Here’s a photo of my hubby just a couple of months ago. Pretty cute, huh? He looks great. He still has more weight to lose, but I think he’s damn hot now. He’s a big fan of my cooking, and he’s a damn fine grillmaster. He likes to eat and drink every bit as much [...]
Downscaling: a mission statement
September 12th, 2009
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I am a fat girl. Plump, chubby, heavy, whatever you want to call it. I am overweight. Obese. Let’s just get that out there right now. I’m not proud of it, but there it is. I am in the shape I am in because I love, love, love food, especially the really decadent stuff like [...]
