Sunday April 30

No weight as DD arrived last night for a visit and is in the scale room. Calories 1315.

We had a good visit with relatives yesterday and DH transferred all MIL stuff to BIL. SIL and I shopped while they conducted business and I bought a great Lily Pulitzer dress on sale (love their stuff but I guess their stores are only on the east coast according to SIL). We went out for lunch and dinner where I made good food choices (tuna sashimi and shrimp ****tail), but had a fair amount of empty wine calories.

DD is making waffles for her Dad this morning, but I will have already eaten so will not be tempted.

No Zumba today (instructor not available) and didn't get to gym yesterday, so exercise consists of walking only thus weekend.

Have an enjoyable, relaxing Sunday!

Liz glad all went well.

rained all day. Food ok and very little walking!

Sunny Sunday here! Thank heavens, we seem to have embraced spring (at least for now). Once May hits around here weather begins to stabilize and the sun tends to reign. I hope that is the case. I'm sick and tired of the much needed rain and cloudy weather. This boy needs to be wearing shorts!

Paula's DS was indeed fierce in his gown, wig and make up. I hope Paula posts pics here. I want to see the full gown - not just from the bust up. He is a very handsome young man. I am so impressed by the support he has surrounding him. Teenage years are difficult enough for those that fit into the box of normalcy. For those of us on the outside of that box, the teen years can be absolutely tumultuous and filled with uncertainty and fear.

Ok... weight up .8 this morning. Okay by me as I suspected my recent loss is simply water loss. I had more of an appetite last night than I had the previous 2 evenings and was able to eat an appropriately sized dinner at the BBQ - though I was just this side of too full. Sometime later dessert came out and I partook in a small slice of Tres Leches cake. I figured with my reaction to foods the past two days I had nothing to worry about. Not so!

The cake was a trigger. I finished the entire piece. Again, it was small, but I had a fantasy of taking a bite and thinking - eh, take it or leave it. I stopped the moment I noticed the little party on the sides of my tongue. I could taste the prominent flavor of caramelized sugar. The texture was moist and creamy and spongy as it should have been. It was really the perfect Tres Leches cake. I made the decision to eat it and be okay with my choice. When I was done with the piece, to my surprise, I was done. I had no drive to get another piece. I was not drawn to look at the cake or try the apple pie or take fruit. I was done eating. This was a big change for me. At food events where I have free access to trigger foods it is always a tremendous effort to leave the food alone.

Later in the evening at home, there was a little stress. Ron was really quite upset with one of our friends and though I played no role in the event his distress had an effect on me. There was really nothing I could do, so the tape of needing to eat got turned on. So, while I didn't binge I did eat some of the little treats that were still here from the food fests of Thursday and Friday. It took me until this morning to figure out why I was triggered to eat last night. I went to bed a bit concerned that perhaps the med was not going to work after all. This morning I realize that a lifetime habit kick in and that the med actually did work because I did not binge eat. I ate unnecessarily, but not without control. I was able to stop myself from going overboard.

Sleep was better last night. I slept soundly from 11:30 until shortly after 5:00. Got up once to pee, but must have gone back to sleep immediately. Bramble woke up sometime after 5 and needed to pee. Then she wanted to play. I got up and got her a chew stick to keep her occupied and quiet. Then she started to poop whine (yes a distinct whine that says I gotta poop!) so up again. I dozed in and out after that until 7, got up let all the dogs out, climbed back in bed and dozed some more. Got up feeling pretty well rested.

Thank you for letting me report and work through all this. I am grateful for our board and "group therapy" sessions!

Greetings Maintainers

Well stay dry Carbon. You need a weather intervention. We are enjoying sun here but still dealing with aftermath of a long winter's rainy season in the form of rock slides on the roads.

135 today. Was hoping for a drop.

Gotta spend time at studio finishing up art sale and depositing funds. It will probably be dull but I can do some work during down times.

We are getting new neighbors across the street soon so hope they are good ones.

Not much else. Gotta run to the studio. Diane S

Hi Virtual Support Group,

126's. Excellent yoga practice today with emphasis on hamstrings. As always, just what I needed.

There is a post from last night a pre-op peep with questions about therapy. (I bring this up because I frequently miss posts that aren't the daily post)

Paula's DS2 truly is fierce in every sense of the word. I showed his facebook pic to my 16 year old DD who pronounced him "on trend." She liked the dress. She offered that boys dress like that sometimes, even if they aren't trans. (I am sure that she felt like she had to explain something to her old mom.) Our conversation was maybe 30 seconds. I asked no questions but was overall proud that this upcoming generation has open and accepting built into their DNA. Made me a little teary eyed.

Then, this morning, I learned that a student at my neice/nephew's high school (also local) has been keeping a notebook with plans to blow up the high school. Teary eyes returned but for entirely different reason.

Hug your skinny and your peeps,

Shel

WT 216 Eating about the same. Heavy on the nuts and yogurt. Lately, I have been trying to eat at least one "meal" a day but don't make it all the time. I'm sure vyvanse is the reason for the meal a day. And for the past 3 months of good mood and productivity. I have missed posting the past few days. Mood has some to do with it. The words just don't flow when the mood is down. I sit down to write... and nothing. Work on the shop has slowed and I put the mower deck on the tractor and just mowed between rains. The grass is quite tall. It is all my little tractor can do. There is something therapeutic about making tall grass shorter. A huge hickory tree blew over with recent storms. Cutting it up into firewood is therapy for me too, as long as I don't get too much therapy at a time.

Seeking peace, David