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Thinking back, I did my great great aunts a disservice in last blog. One day when I was about 16, I was helping my Aunt Thel (my great grandmothers sister) stir gravy in my Grandmother's kitchen. She did it right, very slowly over low heat. I was complaining about my big bottom, big legs, and everything else. She gave me a little swat and said not to worry, that I was just fine. That got her to musing about weight, and she wondered why people went to so much trouble to come up with euphemisms ...

I had the strangest dream last night--and it seems to be related to weight loss and body image so I will recount it here.

My whole extended family ( including people who have been gone over 40 years) and I were coming back from a funeral in Eastern Oklahoma. I don't know who had died, a distant cousin or somebody, a person who had lived well and long and was ready to go home, so we were more in a celebratory Irish Wake kind of mood than tears.

We were packed into great ...

One giant leap for someone losing weight.

Yep, you got it, I am gonna blog about the unmentionable for the whole world to see.

In the beginning of the summer, when I was feeling desperate and hopeless, I actually considered gastric band surgery for a while. At least long enough to look at some websites. I was horrified by almost everything I ...

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I have had one of the worst 3 week periods of my recent life, because of pain and stress. There is no way to even describe how hard it was to start back to school this year. Suffice it to say there were just setbacks and impediments everywhere I looked. It seemed like the Devil had stacked the deck on this hand. During all this I was feeling pretty good about myself and low carb lifestyle-- hey, I managed to keep losing most of the time, turn down some amazing trigger foods (homemade ice cream ...

I always knew I covered up some emotions in fat-- emotional eating and self medicating to dull the pain works, but at such a terrible cost. I am starting to think that fat "stores" the emotion just like it stores mercury or pesticides. Yes, I know there is very little chance of empirical evidence to prove this, but my recent experiences make me wonder.

From 02-08 I was one of my grandparents' primary caretakers, helped move them from the home that was my "sanctuary" ...