PUBLIC OPINION OR LACK THEREOF

Just one little follow-up blog following my rather extreme hair-cut:

Almost everyone I know politely ignores it, and says nothing.

And almost every teenager I know immediately says, "Cool, Sister Wiltfong! I LOVE your hair!"

HIRSUTISM NO MORE

How much do you think hair weighs?

Because I got a LOT chopped off this afternoon.

I can only remember one other time I've had it quite this short - right after I woke up from a coma (I guess when your body has nothing else to do, it spends a lot of energy growing hair and fingernails).

Don't get me wrong - I really like it, and it is SUPER easy to spike and just let go.

But looking at the floor of my hair stylist's floor, I would guess a good 8 lbs. was there.

New weight loss tool?

208!!

Does anyone else remember way back in the 60's, seems like when I was in fifth or sixth grade, when the plan was to officially convert the U.S. measuring system to metric by 1990?

It got voted on, and approved, and got some publicity... and then simply disappeared and never happened.

So we are just about the only nation in the world who does not use metric.

And sometimes, things just sound better in metric.

37 degrees C. sounds a lot better than 100 F. -- driving at 88 kph compared to our standard 55 mph. - somehow a 10K race is more of an accomplishment than 6.2 miles.

And since I have somehow overcome my latest little plateau, I like putting that I have lost a total of 208 oz. so far - or 5.90 kg - 5,89607 grams - and 0.001 tons.

Ugh - shouldn't have put that last one because now I feel HUGE.

But it's loss, and right now we like that!

FAST OR SLOW?

My dad would have one day every month where he would do nothing but drink juice - to clean out his system, he said.

Our church defines fasting as "to go without food and drink voluntarily for a certain period of time. Fasting combined with sincere prayer can strengthen us spiritually, bring us closer to God, and help us prepare ourselves and others to receive His blessings. "

And on the first Sunday of the month, we fast as a church and donate the money we would have spent on the missed meals to help those in need.

The older I get, the looser my definition of a fast has become.  Used to be two meals... then one... then I would give up something specifically (usually chocolate, which to me is a true sacrifice).

I can blame it on getting older - being on more meds - low blood sugar - sheer weakness.... yeah, mainly that last one.

So today I was pretty impressed that I actually kept (most) of a real, honest-to-goodness fast. And this evening I have NOT gone hog-wild making up for the skipped food by goobling down loads of junk.

At least as of 10:27 p.m.

Keep your fingers crossed for me.

SEEING A SONG

Since a couple of us are experiencing a weight-loss plateau, here are some lyrics I found - have no idea what the tune is, but my mind plays a sort of bluesy-cowboy twange:

Let's take a ride to the easy plateau

Where the cold don't come and the wind don't blow

Moonlight flickers on the water below

The orange grove blossoms

In the orange grove

Bad nights lead to better days

It doesn't matter but I think about it anyway

I want a easy plateau

Some place to rest my head

want an easy plateau
Some place to rest my head


For awhile, for awhile, for awhile

For a little while

Sleepyhead, come on let's take a ride
To the easy plateau in the back of your mind

Up through the alley, take the door under the stairs

My head ain't feeling nothing but cats and rocking chairs
Bad nights lead to better days
It never happens but I think about it anyway

I want an easy plateau
Some place to hang my head
I want an easy plateau

Some place to hang my head

For awhile, for awhile, for awhile

For a little while

I like it - at least the way I can hear it.

WHEN ENVELOPED IN SWEETNESS

As Latter-Day Saints, 90% of our non-Sunday meetings are required by commandment to have refreshments containing more than 18 grams of sugar and less than 1% fiber, protein or Vitamin C.

Okay, okay, so it's not really a commandment - it just seems to be a major requirement within Mormon culture.

For example, last evening we held a lovely introduction to Personal Progress, our young women equivalent to becoming an Eagle Scout, for both the girls and their parents.

But at the end, of course, we served TONS of Rice Krispies Treats.

How could I politely refuse?

AHA! I did have a time-honored, revered and honest excuse this time.

I was holding someone's baby for them... and you know it is impossible to eat anything one-handed.

 

The baby weighed about 12 lbs.... so it counts as a work-out.

 

And it was hot in the kitchen/serving area even without holding a snuggling, sleeping baby... so I probably sweated off several pounds.
 
Triumph over cereal and marshmellows at last!!!

MONDAY MORNING WEIGH IN

I should be thankful is some way - but I'm not at this moment.

I have not lost anything.

But, to do the half-glass thing that I normally am wonderful at, I have not gained anything.

Serious exercise is in my very near future - I've gotta find some way to shift this into a higher gear other than just walking the dogs.