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Soup is Underrated
This has been, arguably, one of the worst days, ever. It started with a fever and chills, and kinda went down from there. No need to whine about it. It’s just an incredibly bad cold, which has been knocking on my door for about three days now. The mistake I made was leaving my meds…
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Are You Sure You’re Not Diabetic?
It’s Diabetes Awareness Month, just in time for the holidays. You may recall that I started this journey partly out of fear of being diagnosed with diabetes, having already been called pre-diabetic. To be perfectly honest, I’ve been a little afraid of going back for a third test, just in case it was positive. My…
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Thanksgiving 2010, Part 1: The ‘Eating Season’ is Nigh
If you’re a “professional” dieter like me, you dread this time of year more than any other. Some people call it the holiday season. We know it as the Eating Season. This time next week, the fam and I should be traveling over the Ohio River and through the woods of small, valley towns –…
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Ever Heard of fatgirlslim?
I usually don’t blog on the weekends, but it’s Saturday, and though I’m busy trying to figure out the easiest way to scrape off a wallpaper border, I did stop to take a short break. I grabbed the Ulta booklet that came in the mail. The fuchsia and lavender cover suggested I “sizzle this season,”…
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‘The Only Good Martyrs are Dead Ones’
Joan of Arc, I’m not. Besides, a friend once said to me: “The only good martyrs are dead ones.” That was decades ago, yet I’ve never forgotten that. Maybe because she was just one in a long line of folks who felt a need to tell me stuff like that. Including Tanza, yesterday. She didn’t…
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. . . Or Maybe It Was Just Bad Medicine
It’s 12 hours later, and I’m feeling better. The worst part was the vertigo. Now, I’ve had a problem as long as I can remember with bouts of dizziness with doing something as simple as planting a flower. Whatever was rocking my world today, the feeling was not unlike motion sickness. Except I was sitting…
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Feels like Cooties
Wug. That’s the best way to describe how I feel. If you say it slowly and mournfully, you know how I’ve been feeling since yesterday evening. I’m pretty sure it isn’t a real word, but I often like to create my own, when the English language fails me. I needed a way to simply state…
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Plan A: Get My Mojo Back
I am so far off my game, I have to check its Facebook status to see what’s up. I am so far off my game, it kicked me out of its “friends and family” plan. I am so far off my game, I can’t even find it on my GPS. (Like those? Thank you! I’ll…
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Our Little Girls are Overweight and Depressed
First, the good news: University and hospital researchers in California have developed a new health-improvement program shown to have positive effects on cholesterol levels, diabetes risk and depression symptoms in obese African-American girls. That statement contains some pretty bad news: Little black girls are experiencing depression. Why? Researchers at the Stanford School of Medicine and…
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I Exercised My Right to Vote Today, But . . .
. . . that’s the only exercise I’ve had in about a week, though. I know; I’m terrible. I’m trying. It’s just that my world has done a 180, and everything has to be rethought, from the best time to take a shower to what I’ll wear to work. I forgot how time-consuming planning a…