June 8th 2016
I'm baaaaack. It's time I came clean, got this off my chest and got back on track. Since I had my heart surgery in December I have largely been lying around feeling sorry for myself. As my history suggests I found myself punishing myself for being sick. I was punishing myself with pizza and ice cream. I turned around about six weeks ago, stepped on the scale and when it came up 315 pounds, I felt like I'd been gutted.
Since then I have been battling back and forth between flying straight and doing barrel rolls using my belly as the Barrel!
I had a doctor's appointment this morning and he was less than enthusiastic about what I'm doing to myself. After chewing me a new asshole, metaphorically speaking, he suggested that I start writing my blog again. He says the discipline it takes to write every day is good for me. He read the blog every once in a while to see how I was doing. I think he may have a point. So here I go. The return of the Fat Bastard!
It's upside down but it says 296.6. Not 996.2. I was weighing in at 272 on the 4th of December when I went in for my open heart surgery. Between the surgery, 40 + days of antibiotics to fight the multiple infections I picked up in the hospital and a large dose of self-pity, I managed to balloon up nicely. I think that the discipline it takes to write the blog on a daily basis carries over to my behaviour. That and if I'm going to be honest about what I'm doing I don't want to look like a doofus! Even if I actually am a doofus!
Today was parent Tea at Monday Road School. Bella and Christo were singing while all the parents and grandparents and kids too young to go to school eat cakes and drink coffee. Strangely there was no Tea.
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| Full House |
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| cookies |
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| Coffee |
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| Grandma Lisa |
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| Christo |
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| Bella post singing |
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| And after that spectacular display of cuteness ....... crowd control |
It only took half an hour or so. I am so pissed at myself I didn't eat any of the cakes. I just licked them and put them back.
I turned around and all of a sudden we are halfway through the year. And what a year it's been! I am losing track of the number of people I have lost this year already. Last week it was Mary Murray my best friends Mom. An active 86 year old she was struck down and killed while crossing the street in broad daylight while in a crosswalk. I went on many vacations with the Murray Clan over the years and Mary always made me feel like one of the family. I am still numb from the loss of this smart, funny, happy, loving woman. RIP.
I had barely started dealing with this when I got an Email telling me Theresa Saldana had died. We worked together on the Commish for 3 seasons. We had many conversations about nothing. Small talk. She was a lovely lady and always very nice to me. She was only 61.
The lovely Lisa is out running errands while I reacquaint myself with the keyboard. I'm going to try to regain the discipline that I had for the best part of two years. We are headed to Prince George in the morning for our nephew Rylands Graduation from High School. I've always liked that drive. It says on Google that it takes 9 hours and 47 minutes driving time from Coquitlam. As an experiment and possibly a last will and testament, I will keep track of the actual amount of time it takes us to get there. It will depend on who is driving. The lovely Lisa or Lisa Andretti. I am not an option, they never let me drive, both those women are control freaks!
There's a lot going on around here. One of our oldest friends had her house sold out from underneath her and will become our roommate at the end of the month. I've known her for 30 years and after our fire 14 years ago she took us in while the house was being repaired. She's easy to get along with and faster than the speed of dirt. Either I will make her mental or I'll be living in the cleanest house in Coquitlam!
The lovely Lisa and I had a dinner of Pork Goulash, Squatch salad and corn on the knob.
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| Pork Goulash made by Mike the Austrian Chef |
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| Squatch salad and corn on the knob made by me. |
After dinner I watched the end of the basketball game then started getting packed for Prince George. The lovely Lisa Andretti wants to be on the road by 6 am. No problem..I'll sleep until we're beyond Hope....maybe Yale!
That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace Out Y'all
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