Good grief, these 2 days off between trips this month are zooming bye so fast. It was good to get back home & have Doris all to myself. I finally got Roxie groomed so she looks like a Schnauzer again, instead of Benjie. The groomer said she bites when she does her nails, I was mortified, never knew that. Really embarrassing.
I also took my uniform in to the tailor since it's pretty much hanging off me, I've lost so much weight. 33 1/2 lbs. (Just love saying that!) My Flight Attendant friends have been strongly suggesting I do so, so I finally bit the bullet. I get it back on fri, & I'm worried that I'll bust out my trousers when I sit down now.
Truth be told, I LIKE wearing baggy clothes. Like ALL the time. I really don't want to give them up. But just about everything I have is big on me. What a difference. It's a miracle, actually.
And I won't go into my bra's. 42DD underwires. Sheesh. I'm swimming in them now. Never did think fat breasts were attractive, but they are for SURE not now. Swinging, pendulous beanbags come to mind. Oh well, at 58 it's no big deal.
Better than having a giant ass the size of Texas, altho' my butt is now starting to look pancake flat.... a white girl fatality all too often.
Unfortunately I still have a big gutt... that may Never go, altho I'm doing situps by the hundreds. Gee whiz. I must say though, it is great NOT to be SO big now, & really more comfortable. I was ashamed.
I still have quite a ways to go, probably about 20 or so more lbs. And it is getting harder it seems.
I wonder if I'll be able to maintain all this loss once I finally attain it. I see some folks at Weight Watchers that do! You have to be really determined, THAT's for sure. And I have been determined.
But unlike others, I can't take an extra bite here, or a cookie or taste of ice cream there. I'm such a food addict (hell, I'm an everything addict) it would send me on a binge. Don't need or want that! I'm still always hungry. Hopefully someday I'll get that under control along with portion control. What a fucking pain in the ass this all is.
I DESPERATELY MISS GORGING!!! I never feel full. I have to retrain my mind. What a fucking impossible chore!
Is there Anything more boring than an old fart blithering on & on about her diet??? I think not. So I'll stop. I hear all your sighs of relief!!! Oh well, throw this one on yet another boring blog pile. Sooner or later I'm bound to get inspired to write something of interest. Until then, ta ta. BLOBaLULA signing off.