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Raise your hand if you can identify: It’s Wednesday morning. You’re looking for something to wear, your Zoom sweatpants and work-appropriate shirts are just snug enough to make a day in front of a camera uncomfortable in more ways than one. No problem, you think. I’ll just swear off meat/carbs/diet soda/sugar/rat poison and turn my… Continue reading Try Anything
“Every pound you lose takes 7 pounds of pressure off of your joints,“ my podiatrist told me. We had been going over my MRI in which she pointed out that are wrong with my right foot. There was a partial tear in this ligament, a longitudinal tear in that tendon, a ganglion cyst, and a… Continue reading Out of Focus
I’d love to think that my latest round of weight loss, spurred by my job change, will be the last and final victory over my belly, but I’ve bounced the yo-yo enough times to know to hang on but not to hold my breath. What I find has really changed, however, is not the success… Continue reading Got to Move it, Move it
If the best laid plans can be torn asunder, a half-assed one can really get turned upside down by the minorest of things. In this case, the minor thing was a 24 flu that turned into 72 hours. I'm fever-free for 24 hours now but still wobbly. I'm up for early morning writing group and… Continue reading A Cart, A Horse, and an Ass
Most of my diets start out with the best intentions. The night before the diet, I intend to eat the best foods — and by best foods, I mean best tasting, not necessarily best for you — as I think about the foods that will or won’t be on the menu next to the chart… Continue reading Cold Turkey with a side of Fries
Food and I go way back. Almost fifty years now. We’ve had a great relationship. I mean, don’t all great friendships include an all-controlling dominant half (food) and a sycophantic lickspittle (me) or, in my case lick-whatever’s-left-on-the-plate? I have started to question that relationship in the last few years. I’ve tried to take the upper… Continue reading Food, Glorious Drug
Thing1’s impending graduation has prompted a bit of cleaning inside and, since snow no longer covers the mess we call a yard, the outside too. I used to have gardening problem, but recovering from a broken foot made digging uneven ground a tough hobby for a few years. I’m back to digging this year, huffing… Continue reading Body Work
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Some of us get to celebrate April Fool's every day of the year
Pretty soon, we'll be snowbound, and the seed catalogs (otherwise known as Porn for Gardeners) will start to arrive. But this week kicks off not only celebrations of family and holy days for many religions, but a four-week orgy of eating which will hopefully be a feasible explanation for why I've been indulging in so… Continue reading And Now for Something Completely Gratuituous..
I usually ignore the magazines at the front of the check out. The magazine with celebrity photo on the front never interested me to begin with - I only know name of people I've seen in movies, and their personal lives are usually uninteresting to me (ruins seeing them in movies if I know too… Continue reading The Season for Reasons
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