To Heck with it!

I have gained 7 pounds since Thanksgiving.  It really really really makes me mad, and I think about it all day long, every day.  The solution:  Herbalife shakes in the morning, walking on the treadmill everyday, cut back on food, cut out snacks.

I am very good at the shakes, I am very good at walking, I am even very good on lowering my food intake.  But, dog gone it!  I love candy and sweets.  I think it has to do with menopause.  I am not sure, because I don't think I have started that yet, but who knows.  I have always loved candy.  But for some reason, every day I have to have something, several times a day.  Even if it is just one taffy, one cookie, two starbursts.

Today, I got hungry.  I don't usually let myself get hungry.  In fact, I eat on a regular schedule.  I was on hold for over an hour (no exaggeration, exactly 1 hour and 6 minutes).  My stomach was beginning to digest itself.  So I hung up. . . And went to McDonalds.  I had a small fries and a quarter pounder with cheese.  I didn't even take the extra piece of bread off, like I normally do!  Then, when I got home, I ate the last of the carmel/oatmeal yummy bars that my friend made for me.

It was so incredible, mmmmmmmm, all of it.

Walking!

Yay!  I finally got my treadmill back.  It had been under various layers of mechanical equipment in the garage.  I asked Clayton to please make it available to me 100% of the time. He did!  So I dutifully got up this morning at 6:30 and walked for 25 minutes.  I loved it!  One of my goals this year is to get back into doing 5Ks.  I like to walk them.  I would really love it if Paul decided to join me.  But, you cannot push another person to exercise.  It has to come from within.  Wonder how I can pull that off. . . .

Happy New Year!!

We spent the weekend in San Francisco for New Years.  We had originally planned a cruise, but since there isn't affordable dialysis on cruises yet, we are land-bound.  We had invited several people to join us.  We were so excited when Chris and Emily decided to join us.  They love to go to SF on New Years.  We just sort of horned in on their tradition, but helped out by paying the hotel and babysitting for the fireworks.

I am glad that we have kids that like to spend time with us.  Not all of our kids enjoy us.  We are saddened by that.  In fact, I have been trying to think of ways that will make us less boring.  We used to be the fun parents.  You know, those parents where all the kids' friends wanted to hang out with.  Not so much anymore.  I am sure it has to do with Paul's illnesses as well as my going to school and never being around.

The other day I lied to Sydney and told her that while she was over at Brock's house we went karaoking.  I didn't want to tell her the truth. . . that we stayed home all evening and watched TV.