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This weekend was jam-packed! On Thursday evening, my little sister graduated from High School. She graduated with honors and made us all so proud.
The Graduate with her sisters
The Graduate and her parents
On Friday night I went out with my friend to a new bistro called “Desserts on the Boulevard.” To my surprise I didn’t have any dessert, just enjoyed the live music with my friends. I just realized that I haven’t given you guys an update on The Gentlemen, the guy I’m dating. We had our 3rd date. He lives about an hour away, so he drove to St. Louis and we spent the day together. We shopped at the farmer’s market and I loaded up on fresh fruits and veggies. Then I gave him a tour of St. Louis. We went downtown near Busch Stadium where the Cardinals play baseball, then we went to Forest Park, drove through the Central West End and lastly we went to the U City Loop. I was supposed to cook dinner, but we were both pretty tired after the tour of the town. He said I didn’t “have” to cook and we went to the Golden Corral restaurant instead. Later, one of my guy friends told me I failed the test, and that the gentleman was just trying to see if I really wanted to cook for him. Well, I flunked with flying colors, if you tell me I don’t have to do something that I really don’t want to do anyway, you should know I’m probably not going to do it. After the date, we watched TV for a little while and then he went back home. When I asked him what he thought about our day, he said “not bad.” Not bad??!! But the ironic part is that I felt the same way. I was so excited about him because he’s an engineer, with no kids and goals for the future. But we just don’t have much in common beyond that. I was hoping to find that spark while we spent the day together, but while we were at dinner, all I could think about what was, what’s going to happen next in my Hunger Games
book. *Sigh* We’ve talked on the phone once since then, and briefly mentioned a 4th date. My friends said give him time to warm up, I’m definitely not opposed to it, so we will see what’s next….
Anyway, back to my weekend. My niece turned 4, can you believe it? It seems like just the other day, she had us all stressed out and living at the hospital when she was born nearly 4 months early, weighing less than 2 pounds.
But she is a survivor and she loves horses. My sister had a horse and a pony come to the house. All the little kids had a blast.
That evening, my old co-worker friend was in town and we did our favorite past time and went to the movies to see “The Avengers.” It was fun to see all the characters in one movie. Sunday morning I got up and went church. I’m not sure if I told you guys or not, but I feel like I’ve outgrown my family church. Each week, for the past couple of months I’ve visited a new church. It’s so nice to expand my definition of “church.” After service my sister had a graduation dinner party. It was decorated so cute! She had an after-party for her friends, even though I’m “old” I was invited. But, because I’m old, I was exhausted from the party filled weekend and I went home and fell asleep on the couch.
Graduation party with her friend
I’ve been eating less and moving more. I wish I could make it sound sexier, but that’s about it. One of my blog readers reached out to me and gave me a great boost of encouragement. I’ve been tracking my points and catching up on my 5K training. I’m not totally sure how my weight is, because my Little Sister has all this Senior stuff like every other day, especially on weigh in days. Last week was Senior Award’s day, and this week will be Senior Mass (she goes to a private catholic school) and then graduation. Did I ever tell y’all how smart she is? She got so many awards and her GPA is 3.8. Her goal is to do better than me in life. I told her to start competing with me when she owns a multi-family apartment building and has a Master’s degree by age 25, lol. But, she’s catching up quickly! She’s been accepted to several colleges, and is planning on attending medical school and wants to become a spine surgeon. I’m pretty sure that she will achieve her dreams. When I recently went to the gym, I forgot my iPod. Trying to run without music is like torture. I did the treadmill for about 15 minutes, and then I got on the elliptical machine for another 15 minutes. That was about all I could take, it was so boring. Now that the weather has broken, it’s time for me to get back to my outdoor routine for a change of scenery.
I went to an OA (Overeaters Anonymous) meeting on Saturday. It’s mirrored after the AA program, but the term “alcoholic” is swapped with “compulsive overeater.” The meeting was set up like a round table discussion. One lady shared a story about abstinence. I still don’t totally understand how the program works, but I think she abstains from sugar. She was an older lady that will soon need to move into assisted living housing and she said the stress of no longer being independent made her want to overeat. At first I was thinking that there was no way I could relate to her, but after hearing her story it helped me realize that being an overeater is something I will have to deal with until I’m old and grey. And that waiting for life to “settle down” so that I can really “focus” is never going to happen. She said that although the night before she ate Twizzlers candy at the theater, she forgave herself and still came to the meeting. Forgiving yourself and not having the guilt is a major process that many of the members focused on. I’m glad that I went, and I’m making a conscience effort to let go of the guilt.
I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I got bit by the running bug. But I did not have enough confidence to actually sign up for a 5K race. Although, I knew that a race would be the only thing to motivate me to run again. Then I realized that I don’t have anything to lose, that I could only gain from trying. So, I counted out the weeks needed to train on the calendar. I should be ready near the end of June. When I went to active.com, I saw that there was a Pride 5K. I asked myself what kind of pride are they talking about? American pride? I guess it is close to 4th July. Then I read a little more into the description. They couldn’t mean gay pride? Or could they? Then I saw that there would be a prize for the outfit with the most flair. My suspicion was confirmed; definitely a gay pride parade and 5K run. It actually sounded kind of fun. I’m totally secure in my sexuality and don’t have a problem with anybody else’s. I went to the website to see if you had to be gay to participate in the 5K. They made it clear that they don’t discriminate and that “straight allies” are welcome. I called my little sister to see what she thought, and she was excited and wanted us to win the best outfit contest. I doubt that we will win, because our competition will probably be a guy a dressed as Beyoncé running the race in stilettos… One time, when I was on a cruise in the Bahamas, there was this really cute sexy guy that had a fitted t-shirt that said “Sorry Ladies, I’m gay!” Every girl that walked past him was devastated as she read his shirt. So, I might get a T-shirt made that says, “Sorry Ladies, I’m just here for the race”… LOL…
Anyway, I went to the gym today and completed day two of week one of the couch to the 5K run. It was hard, but running around the track reminded me of the good old days. About halfway through, the podcast just stopped and switched to another week. Somehow I downloaded a partial version. I have so many different test versions that I need to delete off my iPod. I found the real week one and fast forwarded back to where was. I gave the last interval run a huge push and finished day two…
If you remember a couple days ago I said I might have a hot date. Well, I did! We went to dinner and a movie, he was quite the gentleman and paid for everything. We met on an online dating website so I hadn’t seen him in person. “You look taller than 6’2” I said. He admitted that although his profile says 6’2, he’s actually closer to 6’3”. I thought that was really funny, because my profile says that I am 5’4”, but I’m really closer to 5’3”. Why did we both lie about an inch??? LOL. I’ve dated tall guys before; I just have to walk faster…. Things went well, and we have another date planned for this weekend… Oh! I almost forgot the funniest part. Before the date, I called my sister to give her his stats, just in case he was a psycho internet killer, and my niece overheard her say that I was going on a date. And she asked “Is Auntie going on a-nutter date??” “Yes” her mom replied, and then my neice started counting “one, two, three, four….” and kept counting as if she was counting all the dates I had been on. It was hilarious, Me and my big little sister laughed and laughed, who knew that she even paid attention? Kids say the darndest things!
I was visiting Roni’s Weigh and saw a cool post called When I Was a Kid. I pour my guts out to you guys a couple times a week, but you probably don’t know much about my childhood, so…here goes!
1. My parents told me… My Daddy told me, you can be anything you want to be, a doctor, a lawyer or an Indian Chief . He also said “nothing is free child.” My mom always said, “Be sweet” and as I got older, she would say “Be Sweet, and if you can’t be sweet, be careful!” LOL
2. I wanted to grow up to be a…Lawyer. ..I turned out to be a awesome Paralegal with no desire to be a lawyer. Although in Kindergarten I wanted to be a ballerina or a postal carrier.
3. I refused to eat… Spinach or Brussels Sprouts. Now, I think Spinach is great! I’m still scared of Brussels sprouts.
4. My favorite thing to do outside was… Play hide and go seek across the neighborhood. Back in the 80’s, kids could freely roam the neighborhood.
5. I broke my…Collar bone twice, once in preschool when a boy accidentally did a Michael Jackson kick in my direction and in 3rd Grade while trying to turn and hands-free flip on the monkey bars… My mom banned monkey bars, and I haven’t been on them since.
6. I liked to wear… whatever my Mom picked out, it made life easy.
7. My parents always… made sure we had all of the things we needed and most of what we wanted.
8. I thought that Santa was… super cool, and quite talented to make it around the whole world in one night .
9. My favorite cartoon was… Animaniacs
and TaleSpin
10. I was the… The tallest in every class until 5th grade, the doctors said I would grow to be 6 feet tall. I now stand the same as I did in 5th grade, a whopping 5’3 and a half.
11. I got in trouble when… I never really got in trouble, I liked being a good kid, but one time I did accidentally set the bathroom on fire. I sat a candle on the back of the toilet and a plastic plant caught fire. I was so scared that I closed the door and didn’t tell anyone….bad idea.
12. My bedroom was… messy with Michael Jackson Posters
on the wall…not much different today except the posters are in my home office.
13. My favorite food was…Cake. I even wrote a book in 4th grade called “The Cake”
14. My parents always made me…do my homework and wash the dishes. And do boy stuff like cut the grass because I didn’t have any brothers. $5 for cutting the backyard, and $3 for the front.
15. My first crush was… On a boy named Rickey Cravens in 5th grade, he had hazel eyes, and all the girls would stand by the fence to catch a glimpse of him getting off the school bus.
16. My favorite toy was… My cassette player with the clear plastic and you could see all the moving parts inside.
17. I thought school was… Easy.
18. My biggest fear was… Heights, it still is, but claustrophobia is a close runner up. If you want to see a crazy scene, get me stuck in a revolving door.
19. My favorite story was… I loved to read and still do! Actually, I was wrong earlier, I would get in trouble for sneaking and reading late at night when I was supposed to be in bed asleep. But, any way, my favorite stories were, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
(duh, I like food), and The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and this book called The Rats of Nimh (Highly intelligent Rats conducted experiments to boost their knowledge to human level)…and this book called the Liver Cookies 
, when I first learned what an entrepreneur was, and knew I wanted to be one!
20. My favorite memories…I was blessed with a happy drama free two parent family home. I remember seeing my parents all dressed up for a night on the town. I remember my jazz, tap, ballet concert and getting to wear makeup. Playing Barbies with my sister and eating fresh strawberries out the neighbor’s backyard. Christmas mornings, and getting my 1st fish tank. Having a summer birthday which made for great pool parties. Babysitting to make money at age 10. Disney World’s Epcot center on a family vacation… I have too many to name.
Hey Y’all! I’ve been buried in tax papers. I felt guilty anytime I did something other than work on preparing them. I finally meet with my accountant tonight to file them. Whew!… I am not a number’s type of girl and this stuff stresses me out to no end. But, luckily its almost over…(until next year.) I’m more organized than I’ve ever been. I literally had shoe boxes full of receipts. Now, I have labeled folders and envelopes and spreadsheets!
Anyway, I’m alive and well and even have a hot date on my calendar next weekend…Well, I’m not sure how “hot” it really is, but its a date! Lol. As far as food is concerned, I’m still cookie free and soda free. My knees feel better already, soda is so BAD for your knees. But, nonetheless, I gained weight at the WW weigh in. It wasn’t unexpected though, because I wasn’t keeping track of my food points. Unlike taxes, losing weight is simple math
Eat +Tracking = Loss & Eat – Tracking = Gain.
Hopefully without nightmares of receipts and missing the tax filing deadline swirling in my mind, I can focus on healthy eating. I tracked breakfast and lunch today…so it’s a start.
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