Getting the Opposite of what you deserve.

So last night was my cute little grandson's Zayins, birthday, dedication and potluckdinner.  It was so much fun.  I was certain after eating way too many yummy things that I would be faced with at least a one pound gain.  I told my girlfriend Lucie, and my friend Scott that I'd be writing about my gain today, and alas, I'm happy to report I did not get what I deserved.  I stayed the same, ten pounds down, no gain.  It's practically a miracle, if you'd seen the yummy things I ate you'd agree. 

Todays Question:  "Was I about to lose another pound?"

It's a good question, maybe I was and that would explain this weird result.  I honestly expected to be up, I'm so happy I'm not.  So now I have to defeat my mind as it tells me I could easily eat the chocolate bars and chips that are waiting for those tricker treaters.  I'm a firm beleiver in the statement, history repeats itself, I have gained and lost several people over the years dieting, so I know I'm a repeat offender.  If I"m not careful getting away with eating too much one night could turn into two, and who knows what horrid read the scale would give me tomorrow.

Speaking of horrid things,I have never quite understood why some people love to be scared, for me, facing the scale in the morning is about all the fear I want to deal with in a day.  I love everyday the Lord has made, they all belong to him. I like the wonderful positive side of Halloween, I'm not so fond of the scarey things.  I don't get the movies, the awful blood and guts costumes, or the cruel pranks, but I have decided that this day like all others is the day God has brought forth, and I rejoice in that.

I pray you all have a wonderful and very Happy Halloween and that all good things come to your door.  I hope you are reminded, like I was this morning, that God is full of grace, He has never given me what my actions would deserve.

Be blessed with a wonderful day.

Peaceful Mornings

I have found that writing my blog first thing in the morning is best.  I have a fresh mind, no clogging from the busyness that a day can bring, and no weariness either.  It is a good thing to have a fresh mind and I love the peaceful feeling that the quietness of morning holds.  You have no idea what the day will bring but something about the morning stirs hope.  I love that.

I am holding at a ten pound loss and that makes me very happy.  I have given in a little, to those boxes of candy that sit in my coat closet waiting for the trick or treaters.  Who knew you could eat just one or two of those and be satisfied.  Not me that's for sure.  I'm thinking the children who come to my door are going to get a good handful of those so I'm not tempted to dive in and get lost in the leftovers.  That's the scariest part of Halloween for me, will I or won't I fall into the pit that is my huge stainless steel bread making bowl filled with goodies.  Oh, God help me.

I have discovered that you are never more aware of the temptation that food brings as you are on holidays.  I think it's the awareness that everyone else will be eating candy and chocolate until their tummies hurt, and I'll be missing out that bothers me. 

Todays Question:  "Does it make any sense to feel like you are missing out on a stomach ache?"

Answer, yes and no.  I told you I'd be honest with you.  I want to eat no less than one of each different candy/bar/chips that will be in that bowl.  And I can tell you I miss the days when my kids were little and we could dump their filled pillow cases out and seek out our favorties.  Maybe I wasn't the best mother, I let them eat alot of candy from those cases.  How could I say no to them while I was stuffing my face and smiling with excitement.  I mean joy must be shared, seriously people. 

Food really does make people feel happy, it can't be denied.  At least during the process, the guilt usually comes after the stuffing.  Once the pain truly sets in and the discomfort clears the mind, you know you've gone too far.  And that my friends is what I hope to avoid this Halloween. 

God bless you with a wonderful day.

Wardrobe Malfunction

Yesterday I decided it was time to buy a new outfit.  We had a dinner with a couple from my husbands work and I wanted to look nice.  I do have lots of dress clothes, however, the thought of anything that was in my closet seemed repulsive to me.  I have not bought any new dress clothes for quite some time, I had an excuse, a bank card, time and a car.  I was off like a light bulb. 

After picking out three pairs of slacks, a vest and six shirts I was sure I had something that would fit and look nice.  Both equally as important.  I was surprised by what I saw as I stood in front of that full length mirror.  I had what I'll call, a wardrobe malfunction.  It was not caused by the clothes I had yet to try on, it was what I'd chosen to wear that morning.  A pair of jeans, a pretty lime green sweater and my black flat Lacoste runners.  Sounds good, in my mirror at home, looked good.  But oh my when I saw how wonderfully my jeans were cut to highlight my ever present belly roll, I gasped, to say the least.  Add to that the flat runners and I looked downright frumpy. 

Todays Question:  "How the heck did I miss that roll in my mirror?" 

You should have seen how obvious it was when my coat was on, hanging out in front like a stainless steel bumper, only it was not shinny.  I was astounded.  So, what's done is done, let's try on some new clothes.  I was grateful to get that outfit off let me tell you.

Now I'm very happy to report that everything I tried on fit.  Wow, I rejected the larger size black pants and comfortably purchased the two size smaller ones.  They fit and looked amazing.  Found not one but three shirts, for two reasons, they fit like they were made for me and they were on sale.  Powerful combination, don't you agree ladies?

I stood looking at myself in the mirror and I noticed, I have lost weight and I looked so much slimmer in my new outfit than I did in the one I wore in.  I thought I looked fine until I spotted that rolling wardrobe malfunction, I knew clothes made a difference, I just hadn't realized how much.  I seriously could have done a before and after shot for any magazine and convinced you all that I'd lost 20 pounds, in the two minutes it took me to change clothes. I thought about sleeping in that outfit, reason won out.  Besides there was no point in wrinkling it, I may be wearing it for the next month.

I will not be pairing that lime green sweater, with those jean and flat runners again. That is over.  The good news is I learned something I'd heard repeatedly but hadn't quite grasped.  Clothes really can make you see the results before you have them.  That was a good lesson, especially since this process takes time and patience is something I'm practicing as I go.  So, I thank God for my wardrobe malfunction, once again I learned from my suffering.  :)

Be blessed with a wonderful day.

Short and Sweet!

I almost forgot to write today, how rude.  I'm happy to report that I am still 10 pounds down and I did not gain back the weight I lost fasting, like I thought I would.  What a pleasant surpise that was.  I feel good about this process, although it is hard at times.  I have truly decided it is time, and for the first time in way too long for this fifty one year old to remember, I believe I will succeed.  That is a great feeling.

The snow this morning reminded me of how refreshing new seasons are, and this new season of actually doing what I've been saying I was going to do for years, is equally as refreshing.  I feel a new sense of hope and I feel lighter on the inside and on the scale. 

I have been surprised by how very much I am enjoying blogging this process, beleive me that was not my initial reaction.  Horror, would be a good definition.  I have gotten so many wonderful comments and so much support from people I know and from people I don't.  I can't believe how many people have visited my blog and I am flattered to say the least.   Truly, this work is enjoyable.

Todays Question:  "Why did I wait so long to get serious about my weight?"

I have no good answer, but I do think that sometimes I'm afraid of my own success and I need to stop that.  God has given us all gifts, I seem reluctant to use them, I pray that we will all be able to see that God does indeed want us to prosper in all areas of our life...and no I'm not a prosperity preacher.  I do believe that the greatest blessings have nothing to do with money, my family and friends are evidence of that fact. 

So thank you all, I am so blessed and so happy to be finally committed to the process.

God bless you with a wonderful day.