Weight, Weight, Don't Tell Me!

Who Knew?

That at my age, weight is still such a H.U.G.E.  issue.

No pants fit.

No skirts fit.

And, I still like a good cookie, brownie, piece of chocolate, etc.

I thought I would not have to be worrying about this at my age.

Oh, it's discouraging.

My mother ate like a bird; she hardly ate anything.

Yet, she was big at the time of her demise.

Genetically speaking, both my parents come from VERY BIG people.

It's discouraging.

I'll try the gum diet; I've tried it before - unsuccessfully.

By GUM, I can do it!

Decisions, Decisions, Decisions

Sometimes it's very hard to make a decision...

red shoes,
brown shoes?

Go,
Stay?

Spend,
Save?

So, we have a few things to talk about and decide....

stay tuned.

My Personal Best

A great deal of the time it's really just a matter of luck:

IF you get high counter letters....

IF you get a double or triple word space....

Here both of those factors combined to get me a one-time score that is my personal best:

I don't mean to brag, but can you see that it is 141 points??!?!

You will notice that I also have two other very high counters in the tray: Q, X.

So, for this game, the opponent is unlikely to beat me...luck of the draw, as I say.

Sign of the Time

One of my favorite from China:

Pillow Talk

The talk is all about the pillows...

the number of pillows, that is.

For you see, fashion dictates a large number. 

Which means that I, of course, would want what fashion dictates.

RAH wants one - and one only - to rest his weary head.  He gets frustrated each night throwing off pillow after pillow...and besides, he says...."Who ever sees our bed and bedroom with all those pillows?"

Not our bedroom,
illustration purposes only.
our bed is now minus MOST of our decorative pillows......

Such challenges in a relationship...ah, me........

All in Favor of the E-Reader!

The speaker left no doubt as to her feelings;

the e-reader is evil.  

I can understand her feelings, but I am in love, and she just can't convince me.

Yesterday, I had to wait in a fairly lengthy line.  Normally, I would be annoyed, upset, disgusted.

But, I just pulled out my phone with the Kindle app and started reading.  And, then, actually, the line moved TOO quickly!

It's so convenient, so handy, so ever present.  If I can carry a purse, I can carry my e-reader.

People say it can never replace the thrill of opening a book; well, there is that.  That is a feeling I have loved for many years.

But, it can certainly replace having to lug around a 900 page book (Charles Dickens type book!)

So, to each his own.

For me, my own choice is fervently an e-reader...

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to my Kindle.

Breakfast for the Busy College Student

Fruit/spinach smoothie with a bagel.  This is what ShE eats a lot of mornings.  She says she likes it.

I just told her the story of my mother's college experience with eating.

She was dished out a couple of tablespoons of hot mush every morning at her uncle's home.  When she arrived home from school in the later afternoon, she was starving and just wanted to eat.  But, unless she was offered something, she didn't get anything.   It was not a pleasant time or memory for my dear mother.

I don't want Daisy to feel that way at all at our home...so eat up, sweetie, whatever you see/want; it's yours!