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Hmmmm... my figure didn't look like it does now a year ago. Cookin' healthy meals for Myranda daily and spending every weekend sitting in the hospital with Grama had me 3 sizes bigger than now. Remember about this time last year when everyone was talking about getting in shape for entmoot and I said I must be the only one on a weight gain curve?

Then, Myranda left, Grama died, I quit cooking, didn't even have much of an appetite for a good while and I lost about 40 pounds. Not intentionally at all. Prolly not a good way to do it.

I never don't have an appetite. If anything, I eat MORE when under pressure. And apparently it's really hard for me to lose anything, 'cause I've been avoiding sweets and most starches except for on Sundays and eating pretty healthy and not very much otherwise, and it just ain't happening.

But even a few years ago I weighed 25 pounds less than I do now. I can't even quite fathom that...I thought the scale wasn't working until Dad's read the same number. I'd like to get back to that, but so far I haven't made progress at all. Besides starving or spending even MORE time running around, I don't know how this is gonna work. I'm hoping I'll start losing again. I can handle slow...it's the no change at all that's getting to me.