a WOW moment after all this time

Yesterday we went to a bar mitzvah for a friend and her son and boy did we have fun with a capital F! I danced all day long, every song, all the time, wtih the kids, without the kids, with the spouse without the spouse. My friend Jackie was my tango partner and people just stared at us because YES i know the mans role as well as the womans role...he he he. As the day was winding down someone on the boys fathers side asks me if I was a hired dancer or an invited guest...imagine that someone thought I could be hired to do what unleashes my soul! I got to thinking, I'm not the fat girl at the party anymore, the two dresses I bought for this shindig didn't fit and I had to wear something that I didn't particularly like because it fit. Today, I'm going out to treat myself to a dress because in two weeks I've got another fun bar mitzvah to attend! What have you done this weekend just for you? What frees your soul? Do you still have moments that WOW you after all this time? Hugs, ANDI

Great Wow - good for you Andi. Maybe you should consider a career change to hired dancer!! It's the small things that bring home the wow for me - things like being able to turn over in bed without several manovers or laying in the bath tub wihtout my sides touching the sides (or being squashed up against) of the bath. Being able to bend down and still breath, fit behind a booth, that kind of thing. Thanks for the opportunity to remember and consider

I forgot another one - being able to wrap a normal size towel around me and not struggling to wrap a bath sheet around me!!

Andi, Congratulations, sweetie, on letting yourself go and having a great time!!! It's funny what it takes sometimes to remind us we are not the fat girl anymore. Have a great day!! Diane

I have one of those pair of jeans. LEI, the ones that appear skin tight, but really are not, and after a couple of hours actually tend to fall off and I am constantly hiking them back up. anyways, yes, they get the looks. Stacy London and Clinton Kelly would love them, but most chubby moms at the school just hate me in them. my first reaction is the say to myself, I can not help it if you choose not to do something, and then the second reaction is, it is not my job to help it. I choose this, with all that goes with it (I can still empty my entire tummy in three shots in the toilet if I get a stricture) and I know that at 420, you would tell me that you just couldn't do it. and your probably right, I do not know what the percentages are, but I am sure that we are in the minority of DOING SOMETHING about it. my wow moment was not that I did heavy yard work that would have busted most grown men's @$$ Friday, Saturday and today, but that I did it with minimal breaks, mostly to ge****er not to 'rest'. I have a hellofa lot more stamina now than I did 18 months ago.

I have spent the last month in a lot of pain because I am getting total knee replacements. The thing that has kept me sane through all of this is that I am going to be able to go and dance when it is all done, no more obesity, no more arthritic knees... dance dance dance... It is good to see that it can happen!