Life Beyond The Words "I Don't Love You Anymore"

It was the year 2000 and I was facing one of the worst periods of my life.  In less than two years I'd lost both my father and grandfather.  Thrown into that mix, I was blindsided by the words, "I don't want to be married to you anymore" followed by "I'm seeing someone else". He said these things to me in the convenience of a moving vehicle headed towards a vacation spot I thought we'd  been looking forward to for months....more
Goosebumps.  Congratulations on your happiness and independence.more

The Cycle Of Life

While sitting in Atlanta International Airport awaiting my connecting flight that would take me to my getaway spot for the next several days I kept telling myself that this trip was not to be squandered. ...more

The Lessons of Life

Weight can do more than just burden our bodies with extra pounds.  It can also affect the way we live our lives, sometimes long after the weight has disappeared. I’ve known for months that this would be something I’d decide I could do, or admit that I simply couldn’t.  It wasn’t until the night before the sentencing at the County Courthouse that I made my decision: I was going to attend....more

my flabby-armed spanking machine

I remember watching an episode of Seinfeld many years ago. Kramer’s newfound love for swimming laps at the local pool was coming to a swift end. Kramer: “Well I had been swimming for three hours and I was in a real groove so I decided to keep going. But at 10:00 they start the aqua Sonics. Thirty-five geriatrics throwing elbows. It was like I was swimming through a flabby armed spanking machine!”...more

The Obesity Lies

While at the library the other day, I was browsing through the self-help books.  I flipped through a worn-out, oversized paperback and came across a chapter about abusive relationships.  I was going to continue flipping past that chapter because I thought it didn’t pertain to me, but the first paragraph grabbed my attention and really stuck with me long after I put the book back onto the shelf.  It was about abusive relationships.  The chapter wasn’t about the physical abuser, but the emotional abuser....more

I don't understand the angry comments as that I saw this post as a woman sharing HER experience, ...more

Culinary Wannabes Unite!

I’m still here which means that my stomach did not explode during Thanksgiving, despite the massive amounts of southern cooking at it’s best – all made from scratch and/or pulled from the garden: three turkeys, collard greens, turnip greens, corn, green beans, macaroni pie, shucky beans, 2 different sweet potato casseroles, broccoli salad, coleslaw, turnips, apple fritters, banana bread, sage dressing, carrot cake, apple rum cake, chocolate pudding cake, and rolls.  I watched my Aunt Bertha in amazement as she threw together a double batch of sage dressing.  No recipe, no measurin...more

Why I am blogging, and a Hate-loss Challenge

Two separate blogs from two extraordinary women have led me to write this post today.  Normally I link to blogs I’m referring to but in this case I wanted to ask for permission first; unfortunately, I didn’t give myself enough time to do that, so no links; sorry.  The first woman very bravely posted her first vlog this week.  I’ve been reading her for a while now and this is the first time I saw the woman behind the words.  She wrote an entry earlier in the week where she shared her excitement about an upcoming concert.  My heart ached for her as I read, ...more

The Fat Girl is Wearing Thin

Nothing tastes as good as thin feels. What a load of crap. If that were true, everyone would be thin. I never would have gotten fat in the first place if I believed that ever-so encouraging phrase.  There are countless reasons why people overeat. Mine happens to be that I use food as a comfort tool. When I’m in a good place emotionally, I may bake cookies with applesauce instead of butter. When I’ve had a somewhat discouraging day, I’ll most likely pull out the butter but then use an egg and sugar substitute to ‘balance it out’....more
I like your analogy of the fat girl within---there she is hiding out, ready to pounce, always in ...more