Still Looking!

     Day Light Savings time.  Finally got that hour back, now what to do with it?  Laundry, of course.  Spend some time working.  But more importantly, I am still looking for those tap shoes.  I know that I am still here, but no matter where I look, I see the fat lady.  I look down and see her weight on the scale, but I have to search to find my shoes. . . any of my shoes, really, but especially my tap shoes.  Not sure I will find them today, but I am working on it.  

     On a completely different note, I have to say that I have found the motivation I needed to stick with a diet.  The Zrii shake, Achieve, is an excellent meal replacement.  The fat lady is wearing pants one size smaller than she was a week ago.  I call that success.  If I could actually read the numbers on the scale, I might tell you how much weight she has lost, but I can see them, and it is doubtful that I would give away that kind of information.  Instead, you will have to settle with pant sizes.  Today's pants are a size 16.  Haven't caught a glimpse of me in the mirror yet, but as the fat lady begins to melt away, I am bound to begin to see more of me!

Wish me luck.

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Followed

     Well, the day began with the alarm clock, as almost every day does.  As I went to shut the alarm off and get out of bed, what do you know, that fat lady hit snooze . . .  3 times!  What is up with that?! Today is morning rehearsals and now the kids and I were running late.  I decided to take matters into my own hands.  I shoved her out of my way, got out of bed, and made my way to the bathroom (that is the way EVERY morning starts since the children came along).Unfortunately I was not alone because I passed the fat woman as I walked by the mirror.
     When the kids were up and the animals were out, it was time for breakfast.  The fat lady wanted fruit loops and toast with jelly, but I put my foot down.  This morning she was eating right and so was I.  I loaded up the magic bullet (I know, giggle giggle) with crushed ice, almond milk, strawberries and chocolate NutriiVeda Achieve.  Ten seconds later, breakfast was served and the kids and I were ready to go.  I drank breakfast on the road, and survived rehearsals without even a twinge of hunger.  The fat lady followed us, not sure why. But, in the mirror of the rehearsal hall, I noticed she was drinking a shake too . . . I think this was my best idea yet.  All I know is, I am so excited to see me again and wave goodbye to the fat lady.  Do you think I will miss her?    Nah, me either.

The adventure continues.
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A Meeting

     Me, a fat lady and I need to have a come to Jesus meeting!  I have no clue who she is, but every time I look in the mirror, she is there, standing right in my way.  Where she came from is a mystery, but I really need to figure it out, so I can send here back.
      For a while now, I have chosen to just ignore her, in hopes that she would get bored and leave on her own.  NO such luck.  Matter of fact, the more I ignore her, the fatter she gets.  At first, when I would look in the mirror and see her, I thought "Oh my, she might want to work on that."  Now, when I look in the mirror and see her looking back at me, all I can think is, "Dear God, when did that happen?"  She is making it almost impossible to ignore her.
     What does she want, you ask?  I have no idea.  I have tried to ask her, but it is like I am talking to myself.  This woman is everywhere.  She picks out my clothes (What a nightmare, I don't wear a size 18!), she drives my car (straight to some fast food drive-thru), she sits on my couch (for hours on end) and she sleeps in my bed (even during the day).
     Well, I have had it!  I am done with this woman.  Some how, some way, I have got to show her the door. It is time to try something new. I am going to put her on a diet.  We will see how she likes that!  I know I have not seen the last of me, but I am really hoping that she will react to proper nutrition like the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz . . . I want to hear her say, "I'M MELTING!" as she disappears much like she arrived. . .  Quickly and without warning.
   
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