WOW!!! What a trip it was. Paducah managed to survive the 3 nuts that descended upon it to boost the economy...and boost we did LOL
It seemed like we laughed the entire trip...even the few time we got lost. Steph has this phone that acts like a GPS...bless that little blue dot (us) and the purple line (the road we follow) of course the good old map helped a great deal as well.
We stayed at Lake Barkley this year and while it wasn't as new as the KD Village cottages, we did have a beautiful lake and a wonderful place to eat.."Windows on the Lake", it was a bit more driving but not enough to worry about...we laughed most of the trip anyway.
There was always some little special surprise that someone picked up to share, so every day was like Christmas...I bought a new rotary cutter and purple cutting board so we even got to share our fabric purchases.
We ate at home 2 nights and the meals were fit for a king...Cooked chicken, shrimp platter and even strawberry short cake...angel cake....and yes I had some. My life is not about denial or dieting...It's about choices and not over indulging...its about eating properly and enjoying life.
It was nice to walk the show and not have to use a cart. It was even nicer to be able to purchase a T-shirt in a normal size. I could never buy one before because they didn't come in my size. It was nice to see Steph surprised. She knew I had lost weight, but I had also gained weight so she didn't expect to see the difference she saw...I liked being referred to as "Thin", although I'm not, I'm sure thinner then I was and I'm still losing.
It was easy to travel , since no special food is required. I did bring some extra protein bars and things containing what I needed, but for the most part, I just ate less, ate protein first, drank a lot of liquid and had a wonderful time.
I think as time passes we all become relaxed with our new life and new way of eating. I don't stress over the protein anymore. I know how to get it in, what to eat and when. It's nice to be able to eat to live for a change instead of living to eat.
I have to unload my camera so I can post some pictures...I think it's time....
Stay with me......
My Hidden Treasure
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
One More Day
I am very excited about my trip this year. We are going to a different Lake, a different cabin with a different attitude. Last time was a lot of running around, very hectic. This trip has been planned better and we are hoping a lot less hectic. We'd like to be able to enjoy our cabin as well as the show and the town.
When I look at the picture of the cocoon on this site (some of you remember the original was closed) and I see that Butterfly struggling to free itself, I can really relate. I have picked a number in my head and I want so desperately to reach it so I can move to the next stage of development. The last number was when the cocoon opened for me. It was a number I hadn't seen in a long time..but this next number....well that's a number I haven't seen in decades.
I feel I can not begin to develop into a REAL Butterfly until I get there.
I will probably post pictures as well as the cocoons so people can see the real Butterfly emerge and be able to better understand why the Butterfly is so very symbolic to me.
It wasn't until I started this journey that I realized just what a struggle it is to escape from that cocoon.
This journey is not an easy one (but I've said that many times, haven't I) dieting was cinch in comparison. Problem with dieting is that I didn't learn anything. All I learned from dieting is that if I suffer through it, I'll lose weight. But then what? Even WW, while it did work very well just didn't teach me what I needed to learn. Yet I have seen so many people hatch from their WW cocoon and go on to soar as Butterflies forever. I guess each of us must find the right place, that happy place where we are comfortable. I am so totally comfortable with this solution. I really needed help to reduce the bulk of my weight and allow me the freedom to move without pain so I could be able to help myself. It helped me reverse the cycle and become strong enough to fight to escape this cocoon.
I have gotten so much support from those around me, a great deal from people who have never met me personally but struggle the same battle. I wish I could make everyone as happy as I have become.....Keep checking in...there are bound to be pictures one of these days :-)
When I look at the picture of the cocoon on this site (some of you remember the original was closed) and I see that Butterfly struggling to free itself, I can really relate. I have picked a number in my head and I want so desperately to reach it so I can move to the next stage of development. The last number was when the cocoon opened for me. It was a number I hadn't seen in a long time..but this next number....well that's a number I haven't seen in decades.
I feel I can not begin to develop into a REAL Butterfly until I get there.
I will probably post pictures as well as the cocoons so people can see the real Butterfly emerge and be able to better understand why the Butterfly is so very symbolic to me.
It wasn't until I started this journey that I realized just what a struggle it is to escape from that cocoon.
This journey is not an easy one (but I've said that many times, haven't I) dieting was cinch in comparison. Problem with dieting is that I didn't learn anything. All I learned from dieting is that if I suffer through it, I'll lose weight. But then what? Even WW, while it did work very well just didn't teach me what I needed to learn. Yet I have seen so many people hatch from their WW cocoon and go on to soar as Butterflies forever. I guess each of us must find the right place, that happy place where we are comfortable. I am so totally comfortable with this solution. I really needed help to reduce the bulk of my weight and allow me the freedom to move without pain so I could be able to help myself. It helped me reverse the cycle and become strong enough to fight to escape this cocoon.
I have gotten so much support from those around me, a great deal from people who have never met me personally but struggle the same battle. I wish I could make everyone as happy as I have become.....Keep checking in...there are bound to be pictures one of these days :-)
Friday, April 17, 2009
Getting ready to travel
I had thoughts of cancelling my trip but Rich said it would make him feel terribly guilty.
The deal was, that he do everything required and I would continue to pack.
He did have his test and saw a doctor and made a cardiologist appointment...willingly. So he was either THAT scared or THAT eager to get rid of me LOL
My brother will stay up here with him until my son arrives, so he won't be alone.
I am looking forward to this trip. I haven't seen Stephanie since our last meeting in Paducah and although we talk alot...I've missed her. This is Marilynns first show ever so I am looking forward to seeing the glow on her face...the one any quilter gets when going to a show this size.
I look back to last year and the reasons I could not go. Mainly the pain had become so intolerable that even sitting in one of those motorized cart wasn't an option. The trip in the car would have also been impossible. The show requires a great deal of walking and even with a cart, there is alot to see where a cart is not available.
What a difference a year makes. I've been shopping and walking for hours since my surgery, so I am not the slightest bit concerned that I will do fine...Without 90 pounds of tonage weighing me down (my goodness thats almost another person) I have energy and the ability to walk...it's the little things in life that matter.
I am not sure how much computer access I will have while I'm away, but I've promised myself I will psot more on here and get my at together when I return.
The proof of my recovery from Obesity will be in this coming week...not just in the walking and physical aspect, but in the food choices I make. There will be a great deal of temptation I'm sure...but those with me have been very supportive and I'm sure they won't temp me beyond what I can endure.
My thoughts are with a new Butterfly that is probably in surgery as of this writing. Lois picked up some Butterfly fabric and showed up last meeting with 16 of them. Lisa continues to be a whirlwind butterfly maker and I am blessed to have both of them...along with those who have fallen off the radar a bit...I know the Butterfly Project will survive.
The sun is shining and it is supposed to be 70 degree's today...the outide weather matches the weather in my heart...WoooHooooo
The deal was, that he do everything required and I would continue to pack.
He did have his test and saw a doctor and made a cardiologist appointment...willingly. So he was either THAT scared or THAT eager to get rid of me LOL
My brother will stay up here with him until my son arrives, so he won't be alone.
I am looking forward to this trip. I haven't seen Stephanie since our last meeting in Paducah and although we talk alot...I've missed her. This is Marilynns first show ever so I am looking forward to seeing the glow on her face...the one any quilter gets when going to a show this size.
I look back to last year and the reasons I could not go. Mainly the pain had become so intolerable that even sitting in one of those motorized cart wasn't an option. The trip in the car would have also been impossible. The show requires a great deal of walking and even with a cart, there is alot to see where a cart is not available.
What a difference a year makes. I've been shopping and walking for hours since my surgery, so I am not the slightest bit concerned that I will do fine...Without 90 pounds of tonage weighing me down (my goodness thats almost another person) I have energy and the ability to walk...it's the little things in life that matter.
I am not sure how much computer access I will have while I'm away, but I've promised myself I will psot more on here and get my at together when I return.
The proof of my recovery from Obesity will be in this coming week...not just in the walking and physical aspect, but in the food choices I make. There will be a great deal of temptation I'm sure...but those with me have been very supportive and I'm sure they won't temp me beyond what I can endure.
My thoughts are with a new Butterfly that is probably in surgery as of this writing. Lois picked up some Butterfly fabric and showed up last meeting with 16 of them. Lisa continues to be a whirlwind butterfly maker and I am blessed to have both of them...along with those who have fallen off the radar a bit...I know the Butterfly Project will survive.
The sun is shining and it is supposed to be 70 degree's today...the outide weather matches the weather in my heart...WoooHooooo
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
High Drama
It has been a while and I have missed writing here. For me, writing has always been somewhat cathartic and seemingly necessary to my well being.
Being involved in so many things does not always afford me the time to be able to post here. I began writing something twice before and something came along to get in the way.
Prior to Easter, which was last Sunday, I was busy making things for the kids and getting stuff together for our trip to Long Island.
I was very excited since it was the first Holiday in a while for us. (The kids usually come here)
Rich of course gets very stressed. It's just a personal issue, but extremely stressful just the same.
It was a wonderful visit. We got to see Mother Mary and son Tom who are two very special people in our lives. Mother Mary will be moving from the Island very soon and we will miss her terribly. WE got to eat lunch with Cookie and Russ (two good friends) and I went craft shopping with Cookie which is always fun. Easter was lovely and Ron and Karen did a spectacular job with dinner, one of my favorites, leg of lamb. My daughter was looking good with some recent weight loss and it's always a joy to be with my Grand children.
Rich was very anxious to leave and get home to "Paradise" so instead of resting after getting back from dinner, we hit the road. Lots of traffic but still we were very glad to see the lights of our town. You travel down a very steep mountain and it's almost like landing a plane, the view at night, from high above is just beautiful.
The following afternoon Rich came in from the barn . He looked awful and said he didn't feel very well. He said he was jittery and perhaps his numbers were off. I checked his sugar and it was fine. I gave him an aspirin to chew and told him to get in the car, we were going to the hospital.
When he went with no argument I became even more concerned.
The hospital is just minutes from the house and he was taken immediately. The care was extraordinary. The next morning I got good news. It didn't appear that he had a heart attack but the doc said he did need a cardiologist. Evidently his BP spiked and taxed the heart.
This was the first time Rich had ever been in the hospital and when he looked at me and said "hon, I'm scared" so much flooded through my head. My dad was also a healthy man, even had a physical shortly before he passed away. I will never forget my Dads face as the wheeled him into the ER..he looked at me and said "Honey, I'm so scared"... I am happy we were able to walk away from the hospital with good news, but it was a scary time for both of us.
I was also happy that I was able to stay on track through out the Holiday. Normally , being relaxed and with family will stimulate my appetite. I truly enjoyed the dinner, all of which was good food and several hours later I enjoyed a guilt free dessert.
Next week I head out to Paducah so I doubt I will post here. Hopefully, once I return, I can get here more often and bring you up to date on my progress.
In spite of our recent little drama and in spite of the hectic lifestyle of the past few weeks...I can't recall a time when I have ever been happier. This surgery is truly the best thing I could have done for my self. It may not be the answer for every obese person, but it certainly was the answer for me.
Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday!!!
Being involved in so many things does not always afford me the time to be able to post here. I began writing something twice before and something came along to get in the way.
Prior to Easter, which was last Sunday, I was busy making things for the kids and getting stuff together for our trip to Long Island.
I was very excited since it was the first Holiday in a while for us. (The kids usually come here)
Rich of course gets very stressed. It's just a personal issue, but extremely stressful just the same.
It was a wonderful visit. We got to see Mother Mary and son Tom who are two very special people in our lives. Mother Mary will be moving from the Island very soon and we will miss her terribly. WE got to eat lunch with Cookie and Russ (two good friends) and I went craft shopping with Cookie which is always fun. Easter was lovely and Ron and Karen did a spectacular job with dinner, one of my favorites, leg of lamb. My daughter was looking good with some recent weight loss and it's always a joy to be with my Grand children.
Rich was very anxious to leave and get home to "Paradise" so instead of resting after getting back from dinner, we hit the road. Lots of traffic but still we were very glad to see the lights of our town. You travel down a very steep mountain and it's almost like landing a plane, the view at night, from high above is just beautiful.
The following afternoon Rich came in from the barn . He looked awful and said he didn't feel very well. He said he was jittery and perhaps his numbers were off. I checked his sugar and it was fine. I gave him an aspirin to chew and told him to get in the car, we were going to the hospital.
When he went with no argument I became even more concerned.
The hospital is just minutes from the house and he was taken immediately. The care was extraordinary. The next morning I got good news. It didn't appear that he had a heart attack but the doc said he did need a cardiologist. Evidently his BP spiked and taxed the heart.
This was the first time Rich had ever been in the hospital and when he looked at me and said "hon, I'm scared" so much flooded through my head. My dad was also a healthy man, even had a physical shortly before he passed away. I will never forget my Dads face as the wheeled him into the ER..he looked at me and said "Honey, I'm so scared"... I am happy we were able to walk away from the hospital with good news, but it was a scary time for both of us.
I was also happy that I was able to stay on track through out the Holiday. Normally , being relaxed and with family will stimulate my appetite. I truly enjoyed the dinner, all of which was good food and several hours later I enjoyed a guilt free dessert.
Next week I head out to Paducah so I doubt I will post here. Hopefully, once I return, I can get here more often and bring you up to date on my progress.
In spite of our recent little drama and in spite of the hectic lifestyle of the past few weeks...I can't recall a time when I have ever been happier. This surgery is truly the best thing I could have done for my self. It may not be the answer for every obese person, but it certainly was the answer for me.
Hope everyone had a wonderful holiday!!!
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