Sunday May 30, 2021

Another dank, raw day here as is often the case on Memorial Day weekend. I never got my beach sticker yesterday because the line was out the door and around the building in 45 degree rainy weather. Though it is a tradition to get it this weekend I didn't stay. I noticed multiple people wearing masks though they were outside, several feet apart and there is no mask order anymore. Interesting.

I too keep thinking about DianeM and hoping she is able to get to a better place. My heart goes out to her.

Today Mike's DD and her DH are coming by my house and we are going out to lunch. First time someone from his family has been to my house (both my DDs have visited Mike's Florida home). Other than that we are just hoping to stay warm and dry. I may try bopping over for a beach sticker when it first opens, but we will see. And I should start staging clothing for Aruba. My list is fairly thorough which is more important than the actual packing because with a good list it goes quickly.

Have a safe, healthy and product day.

Weight 183. Lowest since sometime around March 2019!

Gorgeous day here. Still a little chilly, but so pretty. I got all my seeds planted yesterday and the tomato plants in the ground and covered as it's too cold here for them to thrive in the open yet.

Here's the after:

Today we are having brunch with friends. I'm making an eggs benedict quiche (and should probably run and do that looking at the clock!).

I hope you all have a good day!

Wow, you have been productive. Congrats on the garden and weight!

Whatever the weather brings to the Cape, it's going to be great in Aruba! I should get on this packing list thing. I used to have the world's most awesome toiletries bag, with bandaids, and antibiotics ointment and a little sewing kit, and even some duplicates of prescription medicine. I just had to throw it in the suitcase. But it's been raided too many times, and it's working for me anymore. Must restock.

Cecily, congratulations on reaching a new low. Your ability to preserve, even when the scale isn't giving you the feedback you want is impressive. Your losses are well earned.

My visit with my Mom and my Aussie sister were unsettling. There are so many issues with my aging parents, I don't know where to start. And my sis is having martial troubles. Of course her husband is the reason she is even living in the U.S. Thankfully she still owns a house in Australia and has a good pension there if needed. I like her husband, but, if it were me, I would not stay with him. Alcohol and drug abuse are part of the mix. He's seen a therapist for years. It's not getting better. But I am not her, so I just listen, express sympathy, and ask a few questions about how she sees her future.

So again thankful for my home and husband, who is a sanctuary against the world, and not a problem to solve. I'm afraid it sounds callous when I say things like this when others are struggling with relationships. It's just that I know I've had very good fortune, and I know to be grateful. I am.

I took my Fosomax, and am waiting for the 30 minutes to elapse so I can have my teaspoon of honey. Do calories count if it is medicinal? I think not. And right there, we see why others are succeeding with losing regain, and I am not. :)

You deserve to have a sanctuary. Actually everyone does.

155ish

Diane O.-praying for you!! Worried.

Liz-yes, same here re Memorial Day weather. I always expect that it'll be the "kickoff to summer." Just like I expect October to be cool. But often they are pretty similar here. With more rain for Memorial Day. low 70s for highs all weekend. Soaking rain tomorrow.

Ceci-woohoo on the weight!!!

Today is the day and date my granddaddy died. 11 years ago. It was right after my WLS. We actually left the hospital early. He was supposed to be almost complete with his radiation treatment. They had kicked it we were told. Only to find out they missed the mass that needed chemo and had focused on a tiny little spot with radiation. I was completely blindsided by the loss. He was so so healthy. So mentally there. It was the first death that really hit close to home. And it still does. I look at my beautiful family now and am so sad that he never met any of them. Not even Rich. I think he would've loved rich. They both came from humble backgrounds and worked their way up. Both oil men. Both love cars and movies. Rich will never understand how great a compliment it is to be compared to my grandfather. He is the standard against which all men should be judged. He was a titan. While he was alive nothing and nobody could ever get to me or to my parents.

This year I've walked through the grief a little more intimately. Maybe because of the timing of it all. I'm stunned that it could hurt this much this many years later. I feel a bit ...guilty...for it. Like I'm taking up room in someone else's space to feel grief. Namely: Rich. He's lost a lot more recently. But it is what it is. I'm so thankful to have had all the many memories I shared with him. I think some day we will see each other again. And in the meantime, I so want for my girls what I had in my grandparents. My parents have some very large shoes to fill.

We will go visit the graves today before the rains tomorrow. Rich and I have been discussing our end of life plans. Morbid and yet one of the few certainties. We have to decide what to do with his mom's, dad's, and sister's ashes so now seemed like a good time to think through it ourselves and unburden our children. So maybe today is also window shopping of sorts.

But back at it. Going to be making memories with loved ones today. That's all that matters.