Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN…..
Rants, Ramblings and General Diary of Juliana Wathen
Thank you Jesus, hallelujah, praise be and pass the whiskey. I stepped outside this morning and it was only 90 degrees and 52% humidity. That folks, is FALL in Texas! I pranced down my driveway with a lil’ bounce in my step and headed to the trailhead for my morning walk. This beat the hell
First off, RELAX. You may not be a spring chicken any longer and some minor injuries, bumbs and bruises can be expected from time to time. I recently worked my way up to walking three miles a day with my online college P.E. class. I was killing it I tell ya! Till that right knee
Forest Gump almost had it right – POLITICIANS are like a box of chocolates…you never know what your gonna get. So instead of standing on my soap box today and preaching I just want to make an impassioned plea to your stomach to consider what the world looks like thru my eyes. LIFE….AN IDEAL LIFE….
It’s a new year and just like every other “NEW” year I feel I have been beaten thoroughly about the face and neck with a bar of soap tied off in an old sock to assess my GOALS. Everywhere I have turned lately I have had to review goals, adjust goals, set goals, stretch goals
It’s hard to believe that there is an unflattering side to losing weight. But there is! And NOBODY, I mean NOOOOOBODY warns you about it. Now, before you go getting your granny panties in a twist, I’m not talking that 10 lbs of “Water Weight” you think you are retaining. I am talking about losing
So when you drop a ton of weight, one of the drawbacks is on your pocket-book. You gotta buy new clothes some time! On Tuesday evening I made my pilgrimage to my local favorite fat store. I scoured through the racks of brightly colored summer offerings searching for what had quickly become an elusive and
It was bound to happen…and I can blame it all on that thing called “CHANGE”. They can warn you all day long about the mental and physical changes that come about after Gastric By-Pass surgery. But I think they are a bit too clinical and don’t really prepare you for reality and the things that
So my mom asked me, “Are you getting excited honey?” About what mom?..”Well, your surgery.” ( I’m having gastric by-pass tomorrow) Mom, really? That’s like asking me if I’m excited I’m about to be hit by a beer truck at full speed!…. No, I am not EXCITED about surgery. I am scared and anxious and
MORNING PERSON?…….NOT!!!!…Anyone who has ever met me will testify in open court that I am NOT , nor have I ever been, a “morning person”. You know the type. They spring out of bed with an annoyingly perky smile on their face and a obnoxiuos song in their heart. It would never occur to them
Okay – It can happen to ANYBODY. I got a speeding ticket in Bertram, Texas so I had to take Defensive Driving…I choose an on-line class because my schedule is just too unpredictable. The thought of spending 6 hours in front of my computer did NOT thrill me. But it had to be done. I
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 