Life is so much fun. There is humor all around us. I was recently given an LDS humor site which supposedly fashions itself after The Onion, should be fun.

Fortune cookies are also another fountain of humor, especially if you add the words, “in bed” to the end of each fortune. Today Karel and I went to lunch and I let Karel pick out my fortune cookie. Even without the added words, this one is a hoot. It reads, “Act with kindness. People return with good will to the place that has done them well.”
(snarky laughter)

I finally went clothes shopping. I was at 230lbs before this divorce, and I’m now down to 195lbs, thanks to the “stress and can’t eat because of divorce” diet. I’ve managed to stay at 195lbs for three weeks now. My jeans are huge on me now, and I’ve tried just living with it, wearing a tight belt, and waiting to see if I was going to gain this weight back. Well, it’s been four months now, I think I’m safe in assuming I’m not going to balloon right away, which was the fear.

So anyway, I finally break down and go to the Fashion Bug to buy a new pair of pants. To my horror, and delight, they were having a huge sale on shirts and pants. Well, as suspected I had gone down a size in jeans, yay! I’m now down to an 18 which is wear I was when I had my daughter. I like being a size 18, things fit sooooooooooo much better then buying a size 20, at least on my frame. And I was down a size in shirts too. I was starting to wear 2x and size 20 shirts. Now I’m down to 18 there too. WOOT!

I hated shopping. I still do for that matter, but I hated it less today then I have in years. I liked what I saw in the mirror, I saw a waist, hips the size I can live with and I immediately thought of that line in “Death becomes Her” where one actress takes that special potion and says “I’m a girl”. (chuckles)

I had not realized how chunky I was becoming. But I’m noticing it now. And I just shake my head at the fact that I let myself get so out of it. I’m still chunky, make no mistake, but I look a bit more healthy now then I did before. I don’t hurt when I bend over, I don’t lose breath, I can tie my shoes without pain, I can walk up and down stairs. These are good things. I’m not interested in becomeing slim and skinny and all that. I don’t think my body shape is built for it anyway. But as long as I can put on clothes without frustration, like I did today, I’ll be happy with what my body gives me.

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