Ummmm . ..just kidding! Don't get all weirded out kids. This is a 'G' rated blog.
But I am the mother of the groom – maybe I should buy something more . . . matronly?
Hmmmmm . . . No, no, not this matronly. I don't want to look this . . .
Hmmmm . . . let me ask the mirror. What? I do already? GOSH! DO I?
“Mirror Mirror on the wall? Tell me that's not true at all!”
The mirror thinks I looked matronly all right. Smug stupid mirror anyway.
Reality is setting in . . . DABC (my now not so new job) is a 'foody' kind of place.
Mmmmm . . . food, and it's really tasty food too.
DABC also has a nice gym with weights and everything. Need I say
. . . I have taken much more advantage of the food than the gym.
Some people have tried to encourage me saying “well, you need to exercise more and eat less AND you are at that age when” . . . that was my doctor speaking actually.
I read an article about menopause and aging gracefully . . .
“be joyful and comfortable in your own skin.”
I asked the mirror about that.
He just laughed!
Spiteful, mean spirited mirror!
This is the real issue. I didn't want to buy a fat dress and have my picture taken in it. I know, I know. The day is NOT about me. But still, my picture will be taken. I can't afford cosmetic surgery can I? Dang, that's pretty self absorbed.
Diet and exercise? Are you kidding? I did a diet plan once before. I quit eating my daily giant cinnamon rolls. That was my only diet plan. Just quit eating giant cinnamon rolls.
I know I was blessed for a long time with a genetically thinnish type frame - for most of my life actually. I am being punished now! But I have not eaten a cinnamon roll for years . . . and pound and pound after pound . . . . O.K. I give in.
My first official day of my very first real diet began last Saturday. Oh my! the scale won't even weigh me? (Sorry, I'm just not going to admit what it really told me). Yes - those are my feet.
So, I have chosen the newest fad sort of diet, but I did check with my doctor first – the HCG diet plan because I am in a hurry. I already ordered my new dress in a smaller size. So this is how it started. Last Saturday and Sunday were “load days” - eat everything and anything all day long - plus the HCG of course. Sounds like fun doesn't it? . . . It wasn't. Ugh! I didn't want to see food for a week.
Got my wish. Now I am eating only 500 calories a day plus HCG. Lots of broccoli, spinach, tomatoes . . . You know, I love broccoli, spinach and tomatoes - this is not that bad. I also eat 4 ounces of meat for lunch and dinner; I never eat this much meat a day actually, and citrus fruit. I am just not the hungry. Jim is doing this diet with me. That makes it easier. So far so good. I have lost 7 pounds in one week.
This year is also a New Decade. Where does the time go? Oh MY! And it seems such a short time ago too. At the beginning of this decade I still fit into a size 4. I am not going to say what size I wear now, but it is larger than '4'. I'm not going to post photos of the before and after either.
We Moved to Eagle Mountain. It was the boondocks at the time. I like the boondocks. The dust devils made their way down the still unpaved road, taller than my new house. My new house did not have landscaping but it still smelled like new carpet. I like having trees now, but now I could use new carpet. Too many people now too. I'll have to find a new boondocks.
I even still had two kids in elementary school. One of them, Jamie, now has a child of her own.
And, my youngest, my baby boy, still liked me to sing to him . . . (though we were on the edge on that one). Speaking of on the Edge. What is this? My youngest child - my baby child . . . Ammon? Engaged?
May 22nd in the Timpanogos Temple in American Fork. Well, It is hard for me to believe. BUT - Marnee - We do Love you so much! He could not have chosen any better.
And . . . Carter would not let me take his picture and the photographer did a bad job on Holly and Matt -
But we had a wonderful Christmas together.
Below: Jim and I as Mary's Parents in the play "Savior of the World". Do we look like a nice Jewish couple? Well, no! But it is was such a great experience anyway. Another way to look at it . . . we were Jesus's Grandparents.
In any case, it was a spiritual feast.
Here is Jim waiting for the show to open.
Jon and Ammon were in it too, but refused to take part in the photo op even though I pleaded and I promised Ammon he would regret it some day - to no avail - Naughty (I sure do love them) boys! <3