Halcyon days...LC'ing joy

I just wonder if my new talking scale is one of the reasons I am feeling better about myself. Whether I weigh daily or not, I have an opportunity for a reality check at hand. It's a tool, another tool, that I can choose to use - or not - for a better LC life. No more hiding my head in crinkly bags - like an ostrich - with my truly bodacious butt out where everyone but I can see it! No wonder I feel good!

I am working toward being ACCOUNTABLE! Wow!

You're doing great, Zer! I sure do appreciate your presence in my life!

I agree with Hippiegirl, Zer. So glad you are in my life... sorry I've been out of touch lately! Whenever I come back to LC, and LCF forums, you are always the first I come to!

Hugs!

Well, to tell the truth, the reason I'm here at LCFriends is that I was dumped most unceremoniously - still banned, actually - from a LC board that I'd been writing on for 18mos or so. Nasty and sad, being tossed out without a bit of a clue as to why. One of my Aspie misadventures, with me clueless as ever. Awkward as that was, I am delighted to find that serendipity is alive and well in my life - as ever - and I find myself glad to have found a haven among wonderful LC folks at LCFriends. Would have missed all this, had I been left to write in peace on that other LC board. So life goes!

I'm confuzzled, isn't this sthe same place we met at last? Since when I googled for Low Carb Friends forum, this is where I came... assuming it was the same one I was on last with you hehe...

If memory serves, this may be the 3d LC list we've shared. I do recall greeting you as a long-lost friend at least once before, being delighted to renew acquaintance with you and catch up on your life in a new glorious stage. First off, you had furbabies only, as I recall. Then a brilliant baby of your own. I'm sure you are a very busy mommie now, with a fleet footed toddler setting a calorie-burning pace for you.

Glad you arrived here. Awfully glad that I am here too.

This board has given me a lot of support and inspiration since I came back here in mid-Dec.2007, feeling lost and dejected, to figure out how this board works. I like the idea of using a BLOG to blither a bit, while reserving a Weight Loss Journal for data on progress paring down. There is a lot to talk about, as we grapple with body-image and social issues that affect our urge to eat for comfort. I am finding this board much more useful, as a tool to build my LC plan.

Ok, I remember one board we were that was beige and had a brown cow skull logo that had text "friends in low carb places" or something to that tune...

Yes, I had 3 furbabies, and now only have 1, since our "middle child" has moved away to a sweet German farm only 45 mins away from us and living a great life... he didn't care for sharing an apartment condo with a toddler and another dog any longer it seemed, as he was nasty around my son a few times too many within a 6 month period... so last fall we sold him and we get to visit anytime and I can groom him for them when need be. And the oldest in in heaven... so we're a 1 dog family for now.

So its a family of 4... Until i drop 40-50 lbs then we'll work on a sibling or two for Alex.

Ok I see now why blog and journal... I use my journal for journalling everything hehehe like last time I was confused as I have a livejournal (www.livejournal.com) and also some blogger blogs (www.blogger.com) and they are one and the same thing hehe

Some furbabies do not take well to new arrivals. My dog was a dependable companion for me, a loving lady boxer, until we were invaded by two new arrivals on my 3d b'day. I gather the boxer regarded these interlopers as potential hazards and was not cordial to them. So, bye-bye boxer! I still recall the warmth of her taut body, a sleek-furred body that pillowed me and was a great comfort to me as a toddler. Your remaining furbaby is probably protective of Alex and may well not adapt to additions. Time will tell.

Boxers are soooo very loyal and very protective of the children of the family. I have a half boxer now that was adopted from the pound. He's a love! Very affectionate, calm and also very protective. He's the first to get his heckles raised by a passing stranger. He regards all children as his. Adult just aren't his thing.

How are you doing darlin'?

I'm trying to adapt to being a person who regards her scale as a friendly tool - not a menacing threat. I am excited at the prospect of actually KNOWING what I weigh - either way it goes. Seems not to matter so much if it's up or down, as I understand that I am able to curb things. I'm in charge of what I put in my mouth. So now I am back on Induction, as best I can manage that. And I am amazed at how keen I am to weigh weekly and record that weight - whatever it may be - as part of my diary of learning what my body can tolerate in way of carbs.

I now better understand folks who suggested I own scales to weigh with, as these people did not have my irrational fear of scales. Irrational? Yeah, a childhood memory of being weighed and judged and shamed. What a shame!

Weeding out such memories is a key to growing up and making adult decisions. I'm growing myself up, at 64!

Zer
You're doing great. I miss your philosophizing.

I will try to visit you more often.

It's winter and I hardly move.

I wish for spring!!!

Take care.

And keep sloshing, lol!!!

Zule, so good to know you are still in touch. Miss hearing the house talk and the garden planning. Will be thinking of you as spring prompts buds on a certain peach tree I know.

Happiness is nothing more than good health
and a bad memory. ~Albert Schweitzer

Caught this in someone's signature line.
Isn't it the truth! Albert's life is an inspiration.
Hard work, difficult conditions. A life well lived.

"In spite of illness, in spite even of the arch-enemy sorrow, one can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways." ~Edith Wharton (Caught this in someone's signature line; find it exquisitely descriptive of my own life - well, except for the part about being 'unafraid of change'. That part is not me: I dread change, even GOOD changes; I cling to old wretched habits. Sigh.)

Hi Zer,

Popping in to say a long overdue hello. I've been so busy reading and absorbing just about everything I can get my hands on about Reiki. I've been feeling really well (for me) and giving sessions for friends and family. I'll be reaching out more after my toe gets healed up.

Somehow I managed to break my little toe. I have injured it three times in three weeks. Ouch! It's been week since the last time and I'm able to get a shoe on now and walk a short distance without keeling over.

My kids are healthy and happy. They're running to all their activities as usual, plus Eli has just started his Christain playgroup and Alexandra will be starting her English class on Friday.

It's nice to see you have such a wonderful network of friends here. Woo hoo! I've been slacking off in keeping in contact with my lc friends. I need to get to it and start paying attention to my diet and see if my improved health is going to affect my weightloss, too.

See ya soon again,
Lisa

So glad the Reiki is working for you - and that you are using it on family and friends as you learn more about it. You are adding skills to your already staggering array of skills and talents. What an inspiration you are to a slug like me!!!

Sorry about your little toe. Wonder what THAT's about, eh?

Happy St.Patrick's Day. Are you counting your blessings today? I sure am! Blessed to be alive, to be aware of Dr.Atkins' program, to be present at LCFriends. Yay, us!

See "Grace" (1918) by Eric Enstrom at gracebyenstrom.com that tells the history behind a portrait of Charles Wilden by Eric Enstrom, a professional photographer with a vision. Great shot!

Enstrom said, "I wanted to take a picture that would show people that even though they had to do without many things because of the war they still had much to be thankful for.... I wanted to make people conscious of the things they had instead of the things which they had to do without."

Not a bad sentiment, eh? That's a good way to approach a LC lifestyle, if you ask me.

This list makes me smile so big that I just have to kipe it for my own BLOG: Isn't it amazing what a lift a smile gives one? I feel positively gay and not at all inclined to seek food to comfort me. What a wonderful feeling - all derived from a smile, a shared laugh.

One of my happiest memories involving a camera aimed at me is a funny story now, but I still recall how GOOD - really fit and fine, even at some massive weight - I felt as I stood for a new photo at the driver's license office a while back. Long time ago. That was a halcyon day. I felt truly fine. I was so expecting that at last I'd have a pic I'd be proud to show anyone! I've hardly ever felt as good about myself as a camera was aimed at me. What a day!

My worst-ever driver's license pic...

I nearly fainted right at the p'office when I opened my new driver's license to see the great shot that I thought would be on that card - for once! I had felt so cool on the day the pic was shot that I believed I was radiant and that I had a pic that I'd be proud to flash to anyone. Ye gawds! Somehow this fat old gal with hair spurting out in all directions had got HER FACE on my driver's license! Nearly fainted dead away to see that face looking daft right back at me. How the guy at the driver's license dept must have laughed to find me flirting with him, feeling so cute and frisky - and looking positively demented. The haircut alone, my own scissors whacking a bit here and there, as I tend to do, was the worst part of the photo. What I'd seen in the mirror was NOTHING AT ALL like what the camera caught for that driver's license pic. The camera missed the pixie that lurks in so many of us, that flirty creature that those who love us see and who we catch a glimpse of as we peek shyly into a mirror before braving the world. What can I say? Cameras are harsh judges. Worse than scales!

Not long ago I had a temp job taking I.D. badge pix for people who I hired to work at a county fair. I learned a trick to relax anyone who got tense sitting for a shot straight on. People look as if they are facing a firing squad or a police mug shot camera. All their muscles tense and get rigid. To loosen them up, I asked people to turn their head a quarter turn to the side, then to glance back at me - eyes only - as I shot a photo that I'm sure many cherish to this day.

Amazing how a face relaxes, with a quarter turn to the side and a flirty glance back at the camera. Worked every time. I had fun in that temp job. First time I'd worked that side of a hiring desk!

Today's the 28th; five days left to find my way to any sort of Aug. weight loss. I shall weigh on Sept.1 and record August loss (I hope) from 8/1 (391.0). Sigh. Am I the only one who panics in the final days, slips into diet mentality to get the last possible ounce to show up on the scale? I hate that mentality, but it is something that I fall into, even when I manage to stay off the scale and try to focus on eating right, making good LC choices and minding portion size. Sighs.

The good news is that I have located helpers and have resources that I did not have for so long. Surely this will produce results and better nutrition. Surely!

Thanks to able assistance from a patient and accomplished personal chef recently graduated from culinary school, I have 2doz HB eggs in the fridge, plus 2# of salmon so beautifully poached in chicken broth that it is a pleasure to fork its flaky pink flesh. The tabouli salad with cauliflower is fragrant with mint. The chimichurri sauce is garlicky and waiting to try out with the salmon. I predict success!!!
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Stats: 5'10"; 64; 508.7/394.2/199 (was 391.0 on 8/1/08)
WOE: Atkins: <5%Carb; BMR:2423cals; 182gProt; 128ozH2O
432.4(2/8) 413.2(4/8) 402.2(6/8) 8/8/08:388.8+5.6