<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173</id><updated>2012-01-28T01:27:47.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From YAWN to Come Hither</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-1674531271976929265</id><published>2010-08-31T23:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:05:38.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really, Really Tired</title><content type='html'>The YAWN part of my name is definitely true right now.  I just can't get energy.  The fact that I haven't been able to go to the gym since my ankle injury is definitely a contributing factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the ankle doctor today.  BTW, any idea what the orthopaedics doctor is an orthopedist?  Why is there an 'a' in the first word, but not in the second?  These things befuddle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been upgraded from an ankle sprain to a torn deltoid ligament.  I won't need to have surgery (phew!).  I've been wearing a boot for three weeks -- now, I need to wear it one more week outside the house.  Inside the house, I've been given another type of brace that laces up and basically looks like a corset for my foot.  I don't think there are any whale bones in it like old-timey corsets.  Next week, I'm supposed to transition into full time wearing of the corset-ankle-brace-thingy.  I'm still not supposed to exercise for another three weeks.  I am supposed to do some physical therapy exercises at home during that time.  If I'm still in pain in three weeks, I'll have to have more traditional physical therapy.  At least it seems like there may be a light (and a pedicure) at the end of the tunnel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My really muscular calves are definitely taking a beating from all of this.  My non-injured foot's calf is still looking nice.  The calf attached to my injured foot has basically atrophied.  It's gone from being the lovely calf of someone who took 13 years of ballet to one that looks my grandma's arm jiggle in just three short weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is kicking my butt!  It's been a really hard back-to-school for me this year.  I took on an extra responsibility at school this year, I'm planning a wedding, and oh yeah, I'm in constant pain.  These are added to my normal August stressors -- not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you guys are having a better week than I am.  I'm just glad we get Monday off -- I think I'm going to sleep the entire day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-1674531271976929265?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/1674531271976929265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=1674531271976929265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1674531271976929265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1674531271976929265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/really-really-tired.html' title='Really, Really Tired'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7273680540994071310</id><published>2010-08-27T22:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:13:17.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In Friday</title><content type='html'>I feel like this week, I could just copy and paste last week's entry.  I'm still in my stupid boot.  I feel like I can't exercise effectively, so I'm not.  Still, I lost 1.8 pounds.  Since mid-June, I've lost 11 1/2 pounds!  I really feellike I've started losing some muscle in my legs.  &lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report weight-wise.  School is back in session, and as an 8th grade teacher, we just finished the first week.  I am thoroughly exhausted.  Most nights this week, I have been in bed by 9:30!  I'm looking forward to being back in the groove.  Hope you all had a great week!&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7273680540994071310?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7273680540994071310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7273680540994071310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7273680540994071310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7273680540994071310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in-friday.html' title='Weigh-In Friday'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8734108181670939665</id><published>2010-08-21T18:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:29:03.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In</title><content type='html'>I lost 1.2 pounds this week.  This is like a miracle, since I'm still really immobile and I'm also a little down because of my stupid ankle.  I don't feel like it's getting any better.  I have my next doctor appointment on the 31st.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School here is starting on Monday.  I've been back at work doing teacher stuff for a little over a week.  Kids arrive in what seems like just a few hours!  I'm ready -- I just wish I didn't have the stupid boot on my leg.  I feel like it diminishes my authority -- something you don't want to do on the first few days of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the schools around the city started 1-3 weeks ago.  It's been nice to be the last hold out!  We still get out around Labor Day, so I'm not complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have had a good week.  I'm going to try to write everything down this week.  I haven't been very good about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8734108181670939665?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8734108181670939665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8734108181670939665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8734108181670939665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8734108181670939665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in_21.html' title='Weigh-In'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8424572402164094625</id><published>2010-08-15T23:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:50:17.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In</title><content type='html'>I weighed in Saturday and was only a little disappointed that I gained .2 of a pound.  With my ankle injury, I have been able to do no exercising.  I need to know of some cardio I can do that I can be seated for.  Any ideas?  I can lift weights with my arms if I'm seated.  I'm still really tender down near my ankle, and I'm really getting sick of wearing the stupid boot.  Only 2 weeks to go, I hope!  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was hoping to stay the same or lose a little, but I knew it was going to be tough.  I'm going to be very careful about my points and tracking this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8424572402164094625?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8424572402164094625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8424572402164094625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8424572402164094625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8424572402164094625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh-In'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2972543901892811985</id><published>2010-08-12T23:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:48:30.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stepped on a Stick</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, Max and I headed up for an overnight in the mountains of northern Georgia.  We stayed at a lovely place which we are considering as a venue for our wedding.  We stayed there about 2 1/2 years ago for one of our first out-of-town adventures.  While Max slept, I stayed awake that night and had the realization that I wanted to marry him.  I took out the hotel stationery and made rough plans for a wedding there.  We're not 100% sure we're going to get married there, but I at least wanted to go back to see if I still liked it.&lt;br /&gt;After we met with the events coordinator, we went hiking at Black Rock Mountain State Park.  We like hiking.  We do it about once every six weeks.  We had hiked uphill about three tenths of a mile when I stepped on a stick.  The stick rolled one way while I continued in the other direction.  Needless to say, our hike was over.  Having to hike back down that mountain (at least it was only 3/10 of a mile) was one of the most physically demanding things I've ever done.  What had taken us about ten minutes to ascend took nearly an hour to descend.  I could only walk a couple of steps at a time.&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that I didn't break anything, which we confirmed after several hours in an ER in a really tiny town.  We came home with me in an aircast and using a pair of crutches.  Every step hurt like I was being stabbed.  I went to an orthopaedist on Tuesday and am diagnosed with a really bad sprain.  They moved me into one of those big boots.  I'm supposed to wear it for 3 weeks and go back to the doctor.  If things aren't going well, I'll be in for another 3 weeks.  Keep your fingers crossed.  I already feel a ton better, but it is still pretty tender after nearly a week!&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that school wasn't starting.  I'm having to get my room ready while wearing my boot.  Each year, we basically have to pack everything into boxes in case the adminstration decides to move our classrooms over the summer.  Mine didn't change, but I still have to unpack all the boxes.  It's a lot of physical labor, but I've been able to get a lot done.  I just have to rest a lot more than I usually would.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to be out of the boot before we attend a wedding during Labor Day weekend.  That will be 3 1/2 weeks, so I'm really hoping I don't have to wear it with a formal dress!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you've all had a great week!  I'll be waying in on Saturday instead of Friday, so I'll check back in then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2972543901892811985?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2972543901892811985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2972543901892811985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2972543901892811985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2972543901892811985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-stepped-on-stick.html' title='I Stepped on a Stick'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4494111218828718026</id><published>2010-08-06T23:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:04:00.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday weigh-in</title><content type='html'>I went to weigh in today knowing that I'd mostly been back on track since returning from three weeks out of town. I was down 2.8 pounds today! Since re-joining WW in mid-June, I'm down nearly 9 pounds! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Now that school is going back, I'm going to have to change meetings. I've been going to a mid-day meeting with a pretty great leader. Her name is Sissy, and she has lost something crazy like 215 pounds. She shows off her 'fat picture' every week, and it's certainly inspirational. My next best time to go to meetings would be on Thursday evenings, but that's led by another person. I remember this leader as the substitute leader from when I went to WW a few years ago. She's nothing to write home about. I could go to Saturday meetings with Sissy, but for some reason, I have always wanted to go during the week. Actually, it's mostly because I like the way this center is run, and it's near work. I don't really want to drive the 15 miles toward work if I don't have to. I think I'm going to try out a Thursday meeting with the other woman once to see if she's as non-inspirational as I remember. I may end up biting the bullet and going on Saturdays though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, years ago, I had signed up for personal training at LA Fitness at a very decent rate (about $22/session). I cancelled my training because I wasn't using it, but when I went to inquire in January, they told me that I had about 50 sessions I'd paid for but had not used. Instead of letting all that money go to waste, I've used all my sessions up -- I have three left. If I want to sign back up again, unfortunately, they have to treat me like a new client with new prices. That would mean that I have to pay an initiation fee, and the sessions have doubled in price since I signed up (I think it was in '06). I'm contemplating signing up again, but the money difference is huge! They're now $40/session if I sign up for twelve months (more per session to sign up for 3 or 6 months), plus a initiation fee of $149. I tried to talk my way into a deal, but I'm very friendly with the guy in charge, and he told me this was the best he would be able to do. I believe him. So, I'm totally torn over what to do. I can afford it, but somehow it doesn't seem worth it. Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and I are going to the north Georgia mountains tomorrow to check out a possible wedding venue and meet with their event planner. It's a neat ranch-style resort we stayed at a couple of years ago for our first anniversary. After he went to bed, I stayed up, took out the hotel's stationery, and drew up wedding plans for the place. It was that night that I decided that I wanted to marry him. This is definitely the sentimental favorite. It would be a destination wedding for everyone -- it's about two hours north of where we live in Atlanta. Room rates are very reasonable, and there are a lot of things to do in the area -- especially outdoor activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I'm meeting with the event planner at an in-town place we've been to for a wedding (actually -- we were invited to two weddings at this venue on July 4 of this year -- they were an hour apart and separated by a courtyard). We had a blast, and both brides were thrilled with the venue. As an added plus, there is a private bowling alley in the hotel. One of the brides used the bowling alley for a really fun rehearsal dinner, and the other bride used it as a after party location for her wedding (she was bowling in her wedding dress!). Max had so much fun. We love bowling -- I gave him a bowling ball a couple years ago, and we both have our own shoes. We bowl 2-3 times a month. Would it be too quirky to have the actual wedding in the bowling alley? I think if the seating was better, I would really be thinking about this. I am going to ask at my meeting on Tuesday if it's ever been done. As long as we have fun and end up married at the end, I'm a little open-ended about my wedding. I say that, but I might not be telling the whole truth. Who knows? I've also been thinking about possibly using it for fun engagement pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a third choice venue I met with earlier this week. It is a historic home and 'greens' near our home. I was disappointed in what they had to offer. It was smaller than I realized, and the historic home would only be used for a possible buffet. Everything about the event would have to be outdoors. Too hot for June in Georgia! I do keep going back and forth about a possible wedding in January on 1-1-11, but we're both big football fans, and I keep thinking how many people would be wishing they were watching a college bowl game instead of my wedding. I think it's a no go, but I haven't totally ruled it out. I think it would be a lot of fun to have a New Year's Eve bowling rehearsal dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping, so I'm going to head in that direction. Hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4494111218828718026?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4494111218828718026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4494111218828718026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4494111218828718026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4494111218828718026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-weigh-in.html' title='Friday weigh-in'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2685597863951781818</id><published>2010-08-04T16:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:11:25.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming to an End</title><content type='html'>This summer has been really long!  Usually, I feel like my teacher vacation is over before it starts but this summer seems to have lasted forever -- like when we were kids!  I didn't teach summer school this year for the first time in a while.  I guess that's the reason it seems so long!  I still have another week off, officially, but I have a meeting on Monday for team leaders.  That's making it seem like summer's over.  In Atlanta, most of the schools are already back.  Only my district still has more time off.  I'm not complaining!&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get some appointments taken care of as I start planning our wedding.  I have a place out of town (about 2 hours north of Atlanta) that has sentimental value and would be a fun destination wedding.  I've got several places in town which I have been to for weddings before or have had lots of recommendations for.  We're going this weekend to the out of town location -- it was here 2+ years ago that I realized I wanted to marry Max.  It's at the top of my list for the moment, but we need to meet with them and make sure it meets the expectations my memory has set for it.  We'll probably get married next June, which seems like forever from now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to make sure that Max enjoys the wedding, and it's not just all about me.  If I'd wanted to, I'm sure we would have had the judge marry us at the courthouse years ago.  If he could have that and wear shorts, it would make his day!  Any ideas for how to incorporate his tastes?&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to school getting started for the sheer purpose of getting myself back into a routine.  Being at home with a filled refrigerator is not good for me, but I've been better than I could have been!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those of you who checked in on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2685597863951781818?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2685597863951781818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2685597863951781818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2685597863951781818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2685597863951781818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/08/its.html' title='It&apos;s Coming to an End'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7797642418634491521</id><published>2010-07-30T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:25:57.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's give this another go</title><content type='html'>I'm fairly certain no one's following me anymore, but I'm ready to give this blogging thing another shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gained some weight but I've been back at WW for about six weeks.  I've lost almost six pounds.  This includes nearly four weeks of being out of town.  I'm fairly pleased with the progress and am glad I'm back in town and can be more structured.  I'm mostly back just to have a place to write down how things are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the year+ that I've been offline.  The biggest news is that after dating for a little more than three years, Max and I are engaged!  We got engaged on July 17th while visiting Mesa, Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, much of our last two years together has really been rough for Max.  You might remember that Max's brother died after a short and excrutiating bout with colon cancer.  We've had a lot on our plates with his brother's estate.  We are still dealing with probate attorneys and taxes.  It's been a lot of stress for the last twenty months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters even sadder, Max's mom passed away in April.  She had been battling breast cancer for about ten years and hit a rough patch early in the year.  We had already planned a visit to her home in Mesa, Arizona during my spring break from school.  That's when she passed.  She was in hospice, and we were there for a couple days before she died.  We then buried her in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania next to Max's dad.  Max is now an orphan with a couple of cousins, aunts, and uncles, but his family is very small now.  I find it very sad that he has so few family members and that I won't have any in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second week of July, I headed out west to Arizona where Max's mom lived.  As a teacher, I have a lot of vacation, whereas Max has almost none.  I drove to Texas to my parents' house.  My mom had decided to accompany me to Arizona so that she could help clean out Max's mom's house with us.  We drove to Arizona, and Max flew to join us there.  We spent a week there -- cleaning, donating, choosing things to bring home with us.  The goal was to pack up my SUV with whatever we wanted for our home, and I would drive it home with me.  I did that and included a week in Texas on the way home visiting friends and family in my hometown.  On our last night in Arizona, Max took my mom, his aunt, and me out for dinner.  It was on this evening that he proposed!  I was shocked!  Somehow, he had picked out a ring all on his own.  When he was told that he wouldn't be able to take it home with him that day, he decided to have it shipped to his 83-year old aunt's house in Arizona (and not pay any taxes because it was being shipped to another state).  His aunt loved being in on the surprise and keeping my ring in her underwear drawer for a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and I have now been living together for about two years.  It's been great!  It took a long time for him to propose, but I'm sure you can see that we've had a lot on our plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just started getting ready to plan a beautiful wedding.  I'm sure there will be more plans to share along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to catching up with each of you.  If you're still out and reading my blog, drop me a line to let me know you're still out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7797642418634491521?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7797642418634491521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7797642418634491521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7797642418634491521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7797642418634491521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-give-this-another-go.html' title='Let&apos;s give this another go'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-3022111332840812643</id><published>2008-07-20T16:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:47:50.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again, Home Again Jiggity Jig</title><content type='html'>Max is en route from California.  Thank goodness.  I'll pick him up late tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother is stable.  He'll probably have to have the 3rd surgery this week, depending on the infection they're watching.  Following that, he'll be moved from the ICU to the cancer floor.  He'll probably stay there another week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max thinks he'll be home for about two weeks and then will head back out to help his brother put his affairs in order.  I don't think there have been any decisions made about future treatment.  I think Mike is likely to ditch the chemo and go live the rest of his days on an island somewhere.  Really.  Sounds kind of nice when you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already decided that I'm not going to weigh in on Wednesday.  Everyone has been so kind ... taking me out for dinner, having me over, etc.  I need about a week of normalcy to get back on the kinda lame track I had gotten on.  I did get to watch one of my friend's toddlers spew carrots last night.  That was a special time.  For those of you who've been around a while, it kind of reminded me of last April when I was flying to Austin when the man in the seat behind me barfed all over my bare shoulder and hair.  Ahh ... memories. :)  That's still the most vile thing that I think has ever happened to me.  Now, if it had been someone I knew, I think it would have been closer to okay.  But, no, he was a perfect stranger with good aim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-3022111332840812643?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/3022111332840812643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=3022111332840812643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3022111332840812643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3022111332840812643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-again-home-again-jiggity-jig.html' title='Home Again, Home Again Jiggity Jig'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-3110507383158195784</id><published>2008-07-19T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:13:43.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinking About Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>First of all, Annie was my absolute favorite movie when I was in 2nd grade, so I think I screamed/sang Tomorrow about a billion times back in 1982.  I wanted to BE Annie, despite the whole orphan thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is supposed to come home tomorrow night.  I'm so excited I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brother is in stable condition for the moment but has to fully recuperate from his surgeries and possible infection from the fecal matter leak before they can assess if he can go through chemotherapy.  They are watching careful for infection.  If he has an infection, he'll need to have a 3rd surgery to, as Max puts it, hose him down.  Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the outcome over the next few days, Max will stay home for a few days or weeks before heading back out.  I hope it's weeks.  Their mom is going to stay there until the next step is known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some great friends here.  I had done a favor for a friend while he was out of town (had packages come to my house so someone could sign for them), so he took me out for dinner last night.  Tonight, one of the girls I sing with (whose husband has befriended Max ... they go bowling together) has invited me over for dinner.  Thank goodness.  Those, plus Aida on Thursay, have really kept me from going stir crazy the last few days.  I did try to sleep in the bed last night, but that only lasted about 20 minutes before I got all sniffly and headed to the couch.  How totally pathetic and lame is that? Max thinks it's sweet.  I think it's codependent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he comes home late tomorrow night, and then has to turn around and be at work at 6:00 on Monday morning.  Actually, he's looking forward to getting back to his routine.  With his overnights prior to his going to California, we haven't been in our regular routine since early June.  The overnight project got completed while Max was gone, thank goodness.  I haven't made dinner for the two of us in about a month.  I didn't know how much I liked doing that (most of the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I imagine you are all as sick of hearing about this as I am of living it.  I'm going to try to refocus on me now.  By the way, my house is almost completely ready for Max to move in except for the room of woe.  Now I just have to scrub a few things and clean out the refrigerator, and we'll be ready to go.  I started bringing over some random things of his yesterday.  I can't believe this is almost ready to happen.  I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-3110507383158195784?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/3110507383158195784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=3110507383158195784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3110507383158195784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3110507383158195784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-thinking-about-tomorrow.html' title='Just Thinking About Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-5518027890352986482</id><published>2008-07-18T01:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:57:55.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonami II</title><content type='html'>I've got to take today just for me.  Is it selfish that I just want my boyfriend to come home?  The bed is too big for just me, so I've been sleeping on the couch.  Otherwise, I was finding myself reaching for him and crying in the middle of the night.  How pathetic and yet sweet at the same time.  So, tonight will be my sixth night on the couch.  The first two, I tried the bed, and never actually got to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is playing in the orchestra (violin) of a local production of Aida, so I went and saw that tonight.  Then, I went and hung out with her and her husband at their apartment.  I've met them through weight watchers.  Her husband has lost over 100 pounds, and she has lost 40.  They both look awesome!  They're big fans of Max as well, so it was good to just get a night out of the house with some friends.  Aida was very well-done.  The woman who played Aida had an amazing voice, one you usually wouldn't find in community theater.  I was pretty much blown away.  She stole the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to spend a little time tomorrow making at least some weekend plans.  I've been so ready to drop things at a moment's notice, that I have nothing to do this weekend.  I have been going stir crazy.  I expect to finish cleaning my house this weekend (all except the Room of Woe).  All that's left is that I need Max to help me take the NINE bags of trash and 6 boxes of crap to the garbage and Goodwill, respectively.  Then, I can actually clean, and we can start bringing some of Max's things over.  I was going to start packing his things while he was gone.  But, honestly, he's a total bachelor, and I'm hoping that many of his things never see the light of day in my house.  We have a lot of donating to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has some nice things.  His couch and coffee table will eventually make their ways into the Room of Woe, and I will sell or donate the 10+ year old couch and love seat I have in there.  I'm giving a coffee table and 2 side tables to the couple I mentioned before.  Max is also bringing his desktop computer (I only have a laptop issued by the school), as well as a carpet steamer, a DVD player to replace my VCR, and his clothes.  Everything else ... I could live without it.  So, if I were to do all the packing, I think he'd miss a few things.  I'll be a nice girlfriend and at least let him check things off on a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to write about this for a while.  My very best girlfriend (lives here, but we grew up together in Texas) gained about 10-12 pounds.  That means she went from about 115 to about 128.  Poor thing.  So, she decided to do Nutrisystem and buy a stationary bike.  She's down to 115 again.  That took about three months!  So, she's stopped doing Nutrisystem.  But, since she thought that it was 'just way too much food for her' she has a LOT of extras.  She gave me some (like 10 dinners)one day to keep at my house for the very few times I'm actually there.  They're actually quite good.  When I mentioned how helpful they were to have while Max was working overnights for a few weeks, she gave me a ton more (like 30 dinners).  It's been so nice to have that since I'm not cooking for anyone right now.  Have any of you done nutrisystem?  I know Julie from Flip this Body did, but she's the only one I know of.  I'm not considering doing it ... just wondering about you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-5518027890352986482?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/5518027890352986482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=5518027890352986482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5518027890352986482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5518027890352986482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/nonami-ii.html' title='Nonami II'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4863597056709806033</id><published>2008-07-16T15:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:56:44.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I wasn't sure what this crazy week would have resulted in on the scales.  Somedays, I had to remind myself to eat.  Other days, I totally made up for that.  So, when the WW lady told me I was exactly the same, I was surprised, but knew that it made sense.  I have never been exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from my gynecologist's office today.  They basically said the biopsy showed no signs of cancer or precancerous changes.  I still have the HPV, and I'm supposed to have another Pap in 6 months.  Phew!  We needed no additional drama here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new updates about Mike's condition yet.  They're supposed to bring him out of his induced coma today.  Hopefully, he'll be coherent enough to sign the power of attorney while he's awake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless Mike has a really bad turn for the worse, Max thinks it's best for me to stay here and take care of the cat.  I'm totally cool with that.  So, I'll be doing that and maybe even tackling the room of woe until then.  Max may still need to go back to California for several weeks or months.  We'll see what Mike's progress is or isn't over the next few days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that Max sounded like himself today ... the first time I can say that in the past week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your continuing support and patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4863597056709806033?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4863597056709806033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4863597056709806033' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4863597056709806033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4863597056709806033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/weigh-in-wednesday.html' title='Weigh-In Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-9023246473249343912</id><published>2008-07-15T01:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:59:40.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>One day I will reclaim this blog to be about me.  However, today's not the day.  Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, what follows might be a little TMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike had an emergency surgery today.  It turns out that during his surgery the other day to remove most of his colon, he wasn't sewn up quite well enough.  All this intense pain he's been in in the last few days wasn't all from the surgical pain.  He's literally had fecal matter leaking into his body since last Wednesday.  Max has had such a rough time getting the nurses to help his brother.  There seemed to be a much larger amount of pain/psychotic behavior over the last few days than really should have been expected.  It turns out there was an actual reason for the severity of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike is out of the surgery -- cleaned up, sewn up, etc.  Things are very touch and go.  They've induced a coma so he can get some rest and hopefully not feel too much pain.  As you can imagine, Max and his mom are beside themselves.  He could still die in the next few days -- infection, fever, etc.  Max is also convinced that they're not receiving good enough care and enough attention from the nurse staff.  I'm not there to watch the goings-on, so I can only listen and report his side of the story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be going out to California at some point before week's end.  As Mike was in surgery, I packed a bag of nice (funeral) clothes for Max to take with me.  I hope he doesn't need to use them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted and a little stir-crazy.  I had to get out of the house today.  So, for the first time in days, I showered, shaved, and headed to the grocery store and to return some library books.  As lame of errands as those were, two hours out of the house were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally called my gynecologist's office today.  They told me if I didn't hear the results of my biopsy within 2 weeks to call.  I left a message and no one has called me back yet.  I pray it's nothing serious.  We can't deal with anything else right now, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to go to bed now.  That hasn't been so easy lately.  The bed just seems so big to sleep in alone.  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-9023246473249343912?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/9023246473249343912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=9023246473249343912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/9023246473249343912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/9023246473249343912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-9052118000973450176</id><published>2008-07-13T16:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:27:19.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chugging Along</title><content type='html'>There has been a little bit of progress in Mike's condition. In addition to the recovery from the surgery to remove most of his colon, another big issue was Mike's psychotic behavior. He was pretty much incoherent for several days. He has started becoming more lucid, but he is in terrible pain. His surgery is recovering, so they moved him last night out of the ICU into a private room. That's a big progression. Yesterday was actually a great day. However, last night, Max stayed in the room with his brother. He says it was a horrible night. Mike was screaming and crying. My heart hurts just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we basically know at this point is that Mike is going to die from this disease. We still are not sure how he's going to choose to proceed. If he chooses to go without the chemotherapy, he'll definitely be gone in the next twelve months. If he chooses the chemo, we thing he might last 2-3 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, at this point, I'm not sure which he'll choose. Other than Max, their mom, and an uncle, Mike has no other family. No girlfriend, no children, just an ex-wife. I don't think it would be selfish of him to choose against the chemo and to just live out the end of the days more comfortably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max feels like he needs to be out in southern California for his brother. At this point, I'm not sure exactly what that's going to entail. He's coming back here to Atlanta on Monday night. He wants me to go back with him next weekend. I think I'll go for a few days and then leave Max there. Someone is going to have to deal with the fact that Mike's house is under construction and will probably need to be sold, that Mike has his own wedding photography business that will probably need to be closed or sold, and that Mike doesn't have any important papers taken care of -- living will, power of attorney, will, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is scared to death that if he spends weeks or months out there, I'm going to need to break up with him. That made me cry so much. I'm about 95% certain that we're on the same path here ... marriage some time in the next two years. If that's the case, then I think whatever he needs to do for his brother is fine. It will be hard work, but it's totally worth it to me. I think the only place I would draw the line is a permanent move to California. If Mike is still hanging on next summer, when I'd be able to find a job teaching, I'd consider going there for a year or so, but only on a temporary basis. Now we just have to figure out what to do about his job, insurance, etc.  Since Max works for a national company, I'm hoping he can try to get a post out there and actually work a few days a week.  Max's uncle has offered to be for 24/7 nursing care if the brother needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not only would I not break up with him if he needed to stay a while, but I have several connections in the LA area. People who might be able to give Max a temporary job. People who might be able to bring meals. People who might be able to offer a helping hand. On my facebook account, I noticed that I have 17 friends in the LA area. I've never even been there! Most of them are college friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Max's move to my house upon us, it's probably the best time for this to happen. I need Max here to move some things around. Even if he misses out on the actual  move, I know I have friends who would pitch in to help pack, move, and clean his apartment if I needed them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to have to ignore the room of woe for a few more weeks and tackle it after all this has calmed down. I'll get the entire house ready except for that room. Really, I'll just have to find a temporary space for Max's couch and coffee table (the only things nice enough for him to bring with him). I can squeeze them into my living room and move them as the room of woe empties out.  I have a couch, table, and love seat in there that I was intending to sell once I had the room clean enough to see them.  Max's furniture will be going in there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part to me is Butterbean the cat. A few years ago, I would have laughed at you if you told me I was going to be a cat owner. Now, I think I'm going to be living for a little while ALONE with a cat. Who'd a thunk it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that. I went to a party last night. Mostly teachers who haven't seen each other since the end of May. I had lots of fun catching up ... hearing about the 7(!) teachers who are currently pregnant and due between October and February. I will not be drinking the water. I made a Cooking Light recipe that had good intentions but was pretty much taste-less. It was called Edamame-Garlic puree. I took that along with a tray of carrots, celery, broccoli, and pita wedges. Even with 10 cloves of garlic, it just tasted like a light green mush. Everyone thought it was tasteless guacamole. It was good to catch people up on what's been going on, have them miss out on seeing Max, and know that I have them as an additional support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing a lot of eating.  I guess that's a good part of this.  I've been making mostly frozen dinners since it's easy, and I haven't been to the grocery store enough to have too many snack foods around.  Plus the whole sitting around crying and staring at space thing has kind of been keeping me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to go home and get the entire house ready for move-in.  Max comes in after midnight.  We have a lot to do in the few days he's home.  Go over what's going to have to get packed while he's gone.  Maybe even get a few things packed.  Lots to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-9052118000973450176?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/9052118000973450176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=9052118000973450176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/9052118000973450176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/9052118000973450176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/chugging-along.html' title='Chugging Along'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-6363107421027372745</id><published>2008-07-11T23:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:00:26.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonami</title><content type='html'>I grew up near a street called Nonami.  As if the city couldn't come up with just one more name for one more street.  That's how I feel today.  I can't come up with a title ... so Nonami it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot to report that I have much control over.  I went to synagogue tonight to &lt;br /&gt;put in a good word for Max's family.  It was nice to know that I had other people pulling for them as well.  Of course, I know many of you are keeping us in your thoughts as well.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to try to make this post in someway not Max-filled.  However, I don't really have much else to talk about right now.  And, even though this may not be the exact right forum, it definitely feels good to get it all out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Max had a terrible experience yesterday getting from Atlanta to southern California.  He was supposed to fly from Atlanta to Phoenix to Burbank.  His mother was flying to Burbank and was supposed to land about 20 minutes before Max.  Max's connecting flight got canceled (not delayed, but canceled).  Three hours later, he took a flight to Los Angeles and somehow got the airline to shuttle him the one hour to Burbank.  By that time, through phone tag messages, Max learned that his mom decided to stop waiting for him and take a cab to the hospital and hotel.  When Max finally got to Burbank, rented the car, and called his mother to get the names and addresses of the hospital and hotel, his mother had TURNED HER CELL PHONE OFF!  He was so frustrated and had no idea where he was supposed to go.  Long story short, he finally found her, but he had to work very hard to keep his temper.  Yesterday was a long day for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the really sucky part.  Max's brother, Mike, has been diagnosed with stage four colon cancer.  Of the stages, four is the worst.  We were 'hoping' that it was going to be stage 3A, 3B, or 3C (of course, hoping that it was nothing, too).  There is basically about a 5% chance that he will live for the next five years.  Max says it's a very bad situation.  The cancer has spread to a lot of Mike's body already.  He will hopefully be starting chemo in two weeks, followed by other treatments as needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike has other issues as well ... rheumatoid arthritis, Crohns, depression, etc.  I don't know if it's because he's been off of his medications, but Mike is having some serious psychotic episodes in the ICU.  Honestly, I don't know if he'll make it a few weeks in order to start the chemo.  He is barely cognizant of his mother and brother being there with him, and they are starting to think that he may not gain a lot of lucidity back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and his mom went to Mike's house today to start 'putting his affairs in order.'  Mike is only 40, and though he owns his own house and business, I don't think he has a will or any of those types of things set up.  Mike's house is currently being remodeled, and Max says it's a mess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max's mom is doing okay physically right now, but of course, she's having a hard time mentally with the whole thing.  As I wrote earlier this week, she has breast cancer.  I believe it's in remission, and I think Max once told me that she had had a double mastectomy a few years ago.  I'm not sure what it is that keeps her in pain, but she has basically been in constant pain for years now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for all of them.  For Mike, who probably won't live another twelve months.  For their mom, who is having to watch one of her children die a painful death.  For Max, who is trying to hold it all together and be the one who is holding all of the loose strings.  I'm also praying for me.  It may seem self-centered to do that, but this is also difficult for me.  I feel like a total outsider who is supposed to feel like an insider.  I've realized that all I can do is be there for Max and listen to him.  I've realized that I can't fix this, and that I can't even attempt to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a mess.  But I am eating pretty well, so that's a good thing.  I'm going to a BBQ tomorrow, so I'm going to take a few WW-friendly things.  I might actually go to the gym tomorrow too.  I think it will help me clear my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for just listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-6363107421027372745?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/6363107421027372745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=6363107421027372745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6363107421027372745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6363107421027372745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-lot-to-report-that-i-have-much.html' title='Nonami'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2596906736721801791</id><published>2008-07-10T13:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:48:07.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Weigh-In</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much for all of your prayers for Max's family.  He is currently en route to southern California (with a canceled connecting flight, no less).  He's meeting his mom there and then heading out to see the brother.  I think he'll be there 5 or 6days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing that I misread my tracker last week and I actually gained 3.8 pounds ... not 2.2!  This week, I lost 3.4!  That gives me a net loss in the last few weeks of 1.2 pounds.  That's pretty good for not really trying.  I didn't meet all the goals I set for myself, namely with exercising.  However, I'm keeping the same goals this week.  Maybe with Max gone and me not trying to adapt to his working overnight schedule, I'll get a better pattern going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, I hate to tell you this, but there will not be a before shot of the room of woe.  I asked Max to take my camera with him to California.  I don't know if he'll actually take any pictures, but I told him to blame me.  The only 'recent' picture I've seen of either his mom or brother are from his brother's wedding about 10 years ago (he's been divorced for several years already).  If we have children, I want them to know their relatives, even if they are no longer with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I'm going to focus on getting at least the entire house ready except the room of woe.  Maybe I'll even tackle it, but that's going to be my 'super goal.'  Wish me luck with all of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2596906736721801791?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2596906736721801791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2596906736721801791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2596906736721801791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2596906736721801791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekly-weigh-in.html' title='Weekly Weigh-In'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4558446726727204630</id><published>2008-07-08T23:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:35:59.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just not fair</title><content type='html'>I cannot seem to stop crying for more than a few hours today. At least this time, I know why I'm crying. Max got a terrible phone call yesterday that his younger brother was in the hospital in southern California. Today he had some sort of surgery to try to figure out what was going on with his insides. The doctor says that he has very advanced colon cancer that has already started to spread to other parts of his body. The doctors are going to start him on chemo very soon but the outlook is really bad right now. Max thinks he's going to head out there this weekend to help him put his affairs in order. I don't think most 40 year old single people with no kids even have wills. I imagine they have a lot of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that this totally sucks for the brother, what's really not fair is how hard this family has been hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone but Max's mom has had a life-long autoimmune disease. Max's brother got the bad one, &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/ibd-crohns-disease/crohns-disease/tc/crohns-disease-topic-overview"&gt;Crohn's Disease&lt;/a&gt;, which their dad also had. Max got off fairly easy with &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/skin-problems-and-treatments/psoriasis/psoriasis-topic-overview"&gt;psoriasis&lt;/a&gt;. It affects him daily, but it's definitely just a skin thing. Thank goodness his insides are okay. &lt;br /&gt;Their mom lives outside of Phoenix, and she has been living with breast cancer for a few years now. She's usually okay, but she has been in the hospital a couple times in the last year. Max's dad died several years ago from skin cancer. What the hell did this family do to deserve all of this? Even the cat has a thyroid condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel badly that Max's family isn't close geographically. I've never met anyone in the family, but I have spoken with his mom and brother on the phone before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my family the rarity in that we haven't been plagued by disease? If so, thank g-d for that. However, it's just so sad that they keep getting sick. Will Max follow suit? Will his luck pass to me? After all, I haven't heard from the doctor about the lab work from my biopsy from last week. Can you imagine if I have to pile a bad report on top of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to just be able to put this out there without you all trying to stop my tears. I've been a big crybaby lately, and I just feel bad that Max has gotten the brunt of it. Y'all aren't going to dance around naked trying to get me to laugh like he does. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weigh in tomorrow. At least I don't think I've gained. We'll see about the loss. Three different scales (mine, Max's, WW) tell three different stories. I'll cross my fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4558446726727204630?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4558446726727204630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4558446726727204630' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4558446726727204630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4558446726727204630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-just-not-fair.html' title='It&apos;s just not fair'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-3632998183810951515</id><published>2008-07-08T08:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:20:04.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Frenzy</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned before, Max is moving in with me soon.  We are usually at his house because of his cat.  So in the 15 months we've been together, I think he may have showered here once.  For the last six months at least, my house has just been a dumping grounds.  I come home once or twice a week, check the mail, drop off clothes I'm not going to be wearing for a while, and that's about it.  I have not cleaned house in months, and there is so much clutter (especially around the front door).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into my condo almost exactly five years ago.  It was pretty clean and organized once I'd been here a while.  Too bad I really haven't deep-cleaned or reorganized as I've gotten new belongings.  I am a collector of stuff.  I wouldn't go so far as to call me a hoarder (I have two friends who are certifiable hoarders, and I'm VERY different).  I have a lot of stuff that I have accumulated over the last 32 years, and especially in the last 5.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I have something, it's very rare for me to keep it really clean or to get rid of it.  Case in point ... I cleaned out my pantry.  I threw out FOOD that expired in 1999.  That's the year I moved to Atlanta (and 4 years before I moved into the current location).  Granted it was just cocoa powder, but there were things that were more perishable that expired several years ago.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm really afraid that Max doesn't realize just how much STUFF I have.  He really doesn't have much ... doesn't want much either.  So, I'm trying to get rid of some things (purge isn't the right word, but it's close).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a busy girl.  Max still has his weird schedule in which he is working a lot of overnight shifts (yuck for both of us).  So, I came 'home' for a few days to work on getting it ready for him.  So far, I've tackled four closets (linen, coat, etc.), the pantry, and the kitchen.  I have gotten a LOT done, and I'm proud of what I've gotten through.  I still have to clean out the two bathrooms.  I am certain I'm going to be throwing out cosmetics I haven't used since I moved in.  I need to clean out my drawers and make space for his clothing.  Thank goodness he doesn't have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the part I'm totally avoiding is cleaning out what I call the 'room of woe.'  I am not looking forward to this.  The room of woe is the dumping grounds for everything.  The door has a lock on it, so therefore, it is almost always locked when I have people over.  Max has never seen it.  I haven't decided yet, but I may take before and after shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4:00 this morning I was still lying here awake, so I decided to get up and work.  I worked until nearly 9 a.m.!  The kitchen is like a new being.  The coat closet doesn't have many coats (I do live in HOTlanta after all), but it's organized with all my shoes and purses.  The linens are all being washed so I can reorganize the linen closet.  I feel like I got a ton accomplished, and I'm so thankful that I'm a teacher on vacation.  So, I'm off to bed for a few hours.  Will get up in a little while, take a load to Goodwill, and start all over again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today ... bathrooms, one more closet, and bureau will be done.  I might just tackle the room of woe.  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-3632998183810951515?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/3632998183810951515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=3632998183810951515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3632998183810951515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3632998183810951515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/cleaning-frenzy.html' title='Cleaning Frenzy'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-1005747247291856420</id><published>2008-07-07T01:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:40:02.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pix</title><content type='html'>I've been taking lots of pictures with my new camera!  I'm going to post a few of Max, me, and our cat Butterbean.&lt;br /&gt;I have another new blog below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 4th in Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGlIlM36sI/AAAAAAAAABc/oqoHAVRLoy8/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGlIlM36sI/AAAAAAAAABc/oqoHAVRLoy8/s320/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135009942760130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dorky boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGlI7Z1fYI/AAAAAAAAABk/jmN4od7eYIc/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGlI7Z1fYI/AAAAAAAAABk/jmN4od7eYIc/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135015902707074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterbean trying to hide in the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGj0Wqm9rI/AAAAAAAAABU/6etcl-0vMQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGj0Wqm9rI/AAAAAAAAABU/6etcl-0vMQ8/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220133562931934898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-1005747247291856420?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/1005747247291856420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=1005747247291856420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1005747247291856420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1005747247291856420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/few-pix.html' title='A few pix'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHGlIlM36sI/AAAAAAAAABc/oqoHAVRLoy8/s72-c/IMG_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-5205372706920121535</id><published>2008-07-07T00:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:27:10.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun-filled weekend</title><content type='html'>Not a whole lot to report except that I had a good weekend with lots to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started on Thursday with some fireworks in a suburb here in Atlanta.  Lots of friends.  We met up for dinner beforehand.  I didn't do so good at dinner, but the good thing was I didn't snack during fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we met some other friends for different fireworks.  Hit up Subway on the way and brought some snacks with us as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I worked most of the day making my house Max-friendly.  I have so much crap I have accumulated.  I don't know how in the world I'm going to make my home seem like it's his as well.  I have a huge project on my hands here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I met up with some friends to go out to dinner (yummy Thai) and go to a play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week coming up doesn't have a whole lot to it.  Max is working some overnight shifts, which means he sleeps during the day.  I'm going to spend some time at my own house working on it.  Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all have a great week to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-5205372706920121535?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/5205372706920121535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=5205372706920121535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5205372706920121535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5205372706920121535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-filled-weekend.html' title='A fun-filled weekend'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7838846946127824933</id><published>2008-07-02T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:03:40.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still getting back on track</title><content type='html'>Here's what I think it takes to get back on track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to weight watchers:  check&lt;br /&gt;Actually weighing in while I'm there:  check&lt;br /&gt;Posting new blogs:  check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading others' blogs and commenting:  half-check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting points:  not really&lt;br /&gt;Practicing self-control:  not really&lt;br /&gt;Exercising:  no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way.  Baby-steps.  I overwhelmed myself before and basically made zero progress in the last year.  It's time to take charge again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight change: +2.2 lbs this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for this week:&lt;br /&gt;exercise at least twice (gym at least once)&lt;br /&gt;count points 4 out of 7 days&lt;br /&gt;post at least three new blogs&lt;br /&gt;comment on a least 10 posts&lt;br /&gt;weigh in next Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;revisit this post in a week to check up on goals&lt;br /&gt;post this list in a place where I can see it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7838846946127824933?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7838846946127824933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7838846946127824933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7838846946127824933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7838846946127824933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-getting-back-on-track.html' title='Still getting back on track'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-5794857872874109037</id><published>2008-07-01T22:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:05:15.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a day makes!</title><content type='html'>I didn't cry at all today.  What a novel idea.  Thanks for your kind words about my post from yesterday.  It totally made it worth it to get it off my chest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend some much-needed down-time with Max today.  He's had a rough schedule lately.  As a security guard, he usually works from 6 a.m. to 2 p.m.  Some contractors been doing an overnight job in his building for two weeks now.  Max's job has been to watch them not steal things from peoples' desks and make sure they keep the building clean.  What a horrible job.  He's worked with no days off from 6 p.m. to 5 a.m. for nearly two weeks.  Hopefully, they'll finish this coming Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I'm on vacation.  Otherwise, I'd never get to see him.  He says the overtime pay is worth it.  I'll be glad when it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new digital camera -- the Canon PowerShot A590 IS.  So far, I love it!  I've only taken a couple of pictures ... Max and the cat.  I'll post a few when I've got some new ones of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some of you know that I'm a (somewhat) professional singer.  For several years, I've been singing in a Jewish women's a cappella group.  Talk about a niche market.  However, we keep pretty busy, get paid to perform, and have a CD out.  One of the girls in the group is engaged to someone who is in a blues band.  He's asked three of us to be their backup singers.  We had our third rehearsal tonight.  AND, our first show with the rest of the group is later this month at a really cool bar.  Definitely not a place the Jewish ladies usually perform.  I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot going on otherwise.  Has anyone read the new novel by Janet Evanovich?  I don't know the title, but it's something with the number 14 in it.  Is it worth buying, or should I just sit in the bookstore for a few hours?  I'm #66 on the waiting list at the library.  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-5794857872874109037?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/5794857872874109037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=5794857872874109037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5794857872874109037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5794857872874109037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a difference a day makes!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8489720900117622870</id><published>2008-07-01T00:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:38:09.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the Pinch</title><content type='html'>I haven't talked about this with any of my friends besides Max yet, and this isn't exactly the place for it. However, I'm going to tell you about the biopsy I had today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my annual gyn visit a month ago, I had an abnormal pap test. I was told over the phone that I tested positive for HPV, the sexually transmitted human papillomavirus. I was also told that I needed to have additional tests done since it seemed irregular even for the HPV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, the sexually transmitted part of this is a horrible thing to think about. Neither Max nor I were virgins when we met. So, somewhere along the way, one of us got this virus. The totally unfair part of this, as far as I can tell, is that symptoms don't manifest themselves in men, there is no test for a man to be able to tell if he's a carrier, and there is no treatment available for men. So basically, men can have this without knowing and continue to pass it on. For women, on the other hand, HPV can eventually lead to cervical cancer. That doesn't seem quite fair, does it? Most HPVs usually 'disintegrate' over about two years. That is the hopeful outcome here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I went in for a colposcopy ... basically a closer look at my cervix. The 'colp' part of the word comes from 'womb.' I've been doing my research. First, right there in the room, they did a test of my cells which came back as positive for some unknown something. Then, they pinched out some of my cells as a biopsy to be sent for further testing. I should know something in about 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent a lot of time crying. First, this makes me feel like a dirty whore. Second, I'm worried about what I've done to my body and how things might be affected in the future (childbearing, cancer, etc.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's slightly comforting to know that HPV is the most common sexually transmitted disease. It's also slightly comforting to know that one of us may have had this in our bodies for years and it's just manifesting itself now. It is not, as my doctor explained, a recent transgression from my boyfriend like other STDs would imply.  However, the truth is that if I'd never had sex, I would not have this virus and these possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max has been awesome. He took me to my appointment today and has promised me that we'll get through this. I'm confident that he's in this for the long haul, and that I have his total support. I have cried, huge sobbing shaking-shoulders tears, and he has been there. For weeks. The worst part has been waiting. It's been nearly a month since I made today's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share this with some of my friends when I know something concrete in a couple of weeks. For now, it's just so good to get this off my chest without having to inundate Max with my tears AGAIN. He's so cute and clueless, but he's been totally amazing. I'm lucky to be with him.  It's sad that he's blaming himself for women that he slept with before me.  We've made the decision that since we can't tell which one of us had this in the first place, we've got to move on from blaming ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for weight, I'm pretty afraid of Wednesday's weigh-in. I've been snacking a lot just because it keeps me from thinking about what I've got going on inside of me. That's a terrible excuse, so I'm going to make a true effort to not have those types of eating 'episodes.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally unrelated topic, can you believe it's July already? I decided to use some of the money I made from teaching summer school to buy a new digital camera. I can't wait to go pick it up tomorrow! New pix soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8489720900117622870?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8489720900117622870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8489720900117622870' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8489720900117622870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8489720900117622870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/07/feeling-pinch.html' title='Feeling the Pinch'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8881455722026655773</id><published>2008-06-29T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:59:47.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Lake</title><content type='html'>I have seen enough phalluses in the last 36 hours to last a LONG time.  My friend, Mindy, is getting married in August.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we had a lovely ladies' luncheon with a bunch of women and the moms, etc.  This is my friend who has cooked about as much in her life as I have in the last two weeks.  Her registry was the biggest thing I'd ever seen with all these kitchen gadgets I know for certain she will never use.  So, since I know she's a canned goods kind of girl, I got her an electric can opener and an electric jar opener.  At least I know those will get used!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the luncheon, all the younger ladies headed up north about an hour to one of the bridesmaid's lake house.  We had penis everything ... cookies, straws, etc.  Then, we had a woman from Pure Romance (the people who put the 'o' in romance) come for a little party.  Lots and lots of phalluses.  In a lot of bright colors.  Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had lots of snacky foods.  Fortunately, the hostess is also on WW, so everything was mostly decent to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for all the welcome back messages!  I've missed you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8881455722026655773?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8881455722026655773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8881455722026655773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8881455722026655773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8881455722026655773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-from-lake.html' title='Back from the Lake'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4458758520304048486</id><published>2008-06-28T01:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:57:28.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch This!</title><content type='html'>One of the blogs that has given me a lot of inspiration is Pastaqueen's Half of Me.  She has lost so much weight and has recently written a book about her experiences.  It's called Half-Assed.  I think that's an awesome title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hU8L0l85dp8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hU8L0l85dp8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check everything out &lt;a href=" http://www.pastaqueen.com/halfofme/archives/2008/06/how_to_lose_192.html "&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I promise you won't be disappointed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4458758520304048486?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4458758520304048486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4458758520304048486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4458758520304048486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4458758520304048486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/06/watch-this.html' title='Watch This!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-1759213401549435184</id><published>2008-06-27T00:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:09:05.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Square One</title><content type='html'>I am going to give this another go. I have destroyed some of the progress I made, but I still have lots of progress that I've kept. However, I kept resting on the fact that I'd lost so much weight. I made the decision a few weeks ago, on my first time at WW in months, that I would reset my weight loss to zero pounds lost. I think that will give me the kick in the pants I need to start making that loss number big again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my first weigh-in since zero, I had lost 1.6 pounds. That was nice. It was the first time I'd felt like I'd lost in a long time. Of course, I'm basically where I was a year ago at this time. However, I feel like it's time to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting over with my blog, but I'm leaving everything to be seen at the bottom. Since I'm starting over though, I'll have a new list of weigh-ins, I've written a new 'about me,' etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few personal updates. I am still dating Max. Much to my surprise. I'm not going to go back into old stuff, but I for one never saw this coming. I found that when I concentrated on my relationship with him and not how my relationship with him was different from all the other relationships I've had in my life (the ones that ended for some reason), that I was madly in love with him. We are so lucky to have found each other at such a perfect time in our respective lives, and I anticipate that we'll spend our lives together. After spending the last 15 months living between two homes (mostly his because of his cat and his nearness to both of our jobs), we will be combining homes in July. He's moving into my condo. I cannot wait! It seems like we've been living together already. Honestly, I've only slept in my own bed alone maybe five times in 2008 so far. At this point, the only prediction I have is this: I think by this time next year, we'll either be engaged or single. I've never been one who rushed things. I was never one of those girls who dreamed about my wedding. I still say that I'd rather never marry than divorce. However, I've begun dreaming about my wedding with Max. He makes me happy, and for the first time in a relationship, I truly know what it is to feel loved. Any boyfriends I was 'in love with' in the past just don't hold a candle to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my love life, and my weight, there hasn't been that much going on. I've been on vacation from teaching for most of June. I was supposed to be teaching summer school. Actually, I taught summer school for a week. However, it soon became evident that there were too many teachers and not enough students. I had the least seniority, so I got the summer school axe. I actually anticipated it, and I was kind of glad to get fired. I worked a week and made enough money to cover some expenses, so I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that some of you who used to read my blog all the time still have me on your RSS feeds so you know I've updated. I'd love to hear from all of you, but I know I'll have to build my relationships back up and work on being consistent. Thanks in advance for being there for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-1759213401549435184?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/1759213401549435184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=1759213401549435184' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1759213401549435184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1759213401549435184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/06/square-one.html' title='Square One'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-3078723234028795134</id><published>2008-02-01T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:23:03.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Weigh-In</title><content type='html'>I did weigh in on Wednesday.  I gained .2 of a pound.  I'm not bummed.  I went out to lunch right beforehand (duh), and went out to dinner the night before. Things have been fine though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my tennis shoes at home on Tuesday morning and then stayed the night at Max's.  Max lives 4 miles from my work, and about 5 miles from my gym.  I, however, live about 20 miles from both work and gym.  No tennis shoes and I had a training appointment with my beautiful trainer Montez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montez, for the first time in 9 months called and canceled on me.  Now, I had no tennis shoes and no appointment.  What's a girl to do?  I thought about going straight home.  Instead, I decided to swim laps since I had a swimsuit in my bag.  When I got there, I found out it was the time for water aerobics with a bunch of old ladies.  I decided, what the hell ... and loved water aerobics with the ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun AND a good workout.  I think I'll go back one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-3078723234028795134?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/3078723234028795134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=3078723234028795134' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3078723234028795134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3078723234028795134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/02/late-weigh-in.html' title='Late Weigh-In'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-1413330717628576534</id><published>2008-01-27T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:36:09.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night recipe</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is my 3rd post in 24 hours. That's more than I made the last two months of 2007. Please make sure you read the third post down ... my 100th post! The top two are just recipes. This will be for the recipe I made tonight for Sunday Night Family Dinner. The ones that follow in the 2nd post is me catching up for those of you who have wanted to know what I'm cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was really good. I served it with Spanish rice (from the box; Goya brand) and the Greek tomatoes I made for supper club last night (recipe in the next post). It was a perfect size for us ... 2 big servings with 2 leftover servings for tomorrow's lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamale Casserole&lt;br /&gt;Weight Watchers New Complete Cookbook, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 4 Servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 teaspoons canola oil&lt;br /&gt;1 green bell pepper, seeded and chopped &lt;br /&gt;2 red onions, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 jalapeno pepper, seeded, deveined, and minced&lt;br /&gt;1 garlic clove, minced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 pound ground skinless turkey breast&lt;br /&gt;1 cup tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 cup frozen corn kernels&lt;br /&gt;3/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2-1 teaspoon hot Mexican chili powder&lt;br /&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup stone-ground yellow cornmeal&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup shredded fat-free Monterey Jack cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In a large nonstick skillet over medium heat, heat the oil. Saute' the bell pepper, onions, jalapeno, and garlic until softened, about 5 minutes. Add the turkey and cook, breaking apart with a wooden spoon until browned, 5-8 minutes. Stir in the tomato sauce, corn, 1/2 teaspoon of the salt, and the chili powder; bring to a boil. Reduce the heat and simmer, covered, stirring only once or twice, until the sauce thickens slightly, about 15 minutes. Transfer to an 8-inch-square baking dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Preheat the oven to 350F. In a medium saucepan, bring 1 cup of the water and the remaining 1/4 teaspoon salt to a boil. In a medium bowl, whisk the cornmeal into the remaining 1 cup water. Slowly pour the moist cornmeal into the boiling water in a thin steady stream, stirring constantly with a wooden spoon until the mixture comes back to a boil. Reduce the heat and cook, stirring constantly, until the mixture thickens and begins to form large bubbles, about 5 minutes. Spread over the turkey so that it is completely covered. Bake 25 minutes, then sprinkle with the cheese and bake until the cheese melts, about 5 minutes longer. Let stand 10 minutes before serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per serving (1/4 of casserole): 300 calories, 6 g fat, 6 g fiber, POINTS: 6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-1413330717628576534?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/1413330717628576534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=1413330717628576534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1413330717628576534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1413330717628576534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday-night-recipe.html' title='Sunday night recipe'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-6631583898386122647</id><published>2008-01-26T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T23:35:23.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipes</title><content type='html'>I just made my 100th post, so don't miss it! It's just below this really long post. Some of you have been asking for my Sunday night recipes. Here's what I have made so far. Let me know if you want me to tell you the other measurements (cholesterol, sodium, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Pork Tenderloin with Apricot-Ginger Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Cooking Light, May 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup apricot jelly (can also be peach or apple)&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons minced peeled fresh ginger&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 to 1 teaspoon crushed red pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon black pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 garlic cloves, peeled&lt;br /&gt;1 (1-pound) pork tenderloin, trimmed&lt;br /&gt;cooking spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare grill.&lt;br /&gt;Place first 7 ingredients in a blender or food processor; process until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place pork on grill rack coated with cooking spray. Grill 16 minutes or until center is 160 degrees, turning pork occasionally. Place pork on a platter, and let stand 5 minutes. Serve pork with sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 servings (4 ounces pork and 1/4 cup sauce)&lt;br /&gt;Calories: 290; Fat: 3.4 g; Protein: 24.2 g; Fiber 0.5 g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stromboli&lt;br /&gt;Weight Watchers New Complete Cookbook, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 4 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (10 ounce) tube refrigerated pizza dough&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup shredded part-skim mozzarella cheese&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup thinly sliced artichoke hearts&lt;br /&gt;3 roasted red peppers, sliced into thin strips&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup thinly sliced turkey salami (I used Canadian bacon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat the oven to 375F; line a baking sheet with foil and spray with nonstick cooking spray.&lt;br /&gt;2. On a lightly floured surface, turn out the dough; press into an 8 X 12 rectangle. Sprinkle with cheese, leaving a 1-inch border along the edges. Top with the artichoke hears, peppers, and salami. Starting on a short end, roll up the dough jelly-roll style to enclose the filling. Crimp the edges to seal.&lt;br /&gt;3. Place the stromboli, seam-side down, on the baking sheet. I decided to brush the top with olive oil to make it brown and crispy. Bake until golden brown and crusty, 20-25 minutes. Cut into quarters and serve piping hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per serving (1/4 of stromboli): 262 calories, 5 g fat, 5 g fiber POINTS: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian Sausage with Peppers&lt;br /&gt;also from the WW New Complete Cookbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 4 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 Bermuda onion, halved lengthwise and thinly sliced (I used regular onion)&lt;br /&gt;1 red bell pepper, seeded and thinly sliced (I used 3 green peppers since they're cheaper)&lt;br /&gt;1 yellow bell pepper, seeded and thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 green bell pepper, seeded and thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 fennel bulb, trimmed and thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 garlic cloves, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 cup canned diced tomatoes (I used the ones that are garlicky)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;freshly ground pepper, to taste&lt;br /&gt;1/2 pound cooked hot Italian pork sausage (I used turkey sausage)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups penne&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped fresh basil&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In a large nonstick skillet, heat the oil. Saute' the onion, bell peppers, and fennel until the vegetables turn golden, 8-10 minutes. Add the garlic and saute' 1-2minutes longer. Stir in the tomatoes, salt, and pepper. Reduce the heat and simmer, stirring occasionally, 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut the sausage on the diagonal into 1-inch slices. Add to the vegetable mixture; simmer, covered, stirring occasionally, until the flavors are blended, about 20 minutes longer. If the sauce becomes too dry, add 1-2 tablespoons of water.&lt;br /&gt;3. Meanwhile, cook the penne according to package directions; drain.&lt;br /&gt;4. Add the basil, parsley, and penne to the sausage mixture; toss to combine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per serving (1/4 of sausage-pasta mixture): 438 calories, 20 g fat, 6 g fiber, POINTS: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally changed the points value of the recipe by using turkey sausage. It ended up being approximately 5 points per serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side dishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greek Tomatoes (made this for Greek night at Supper Club)&lt;br /&gt;Cooking Light, April 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 small plum tomatoes (about 6 ounces), cut in half&lt;br /&gt;vegetable cooking spray&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon dry breadcrumbs&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons crumbled feta cheese with basil and tomato&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon dried oregano&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat toaster oven to 350F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place tomato halves on toaster oven pan coated with cooking spray. Sprinkle breadcrumbs over each tomato half, and top with cheese. Sprinkle with oregano and pepper. Bake at 350F for 20 minutes. Serve warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: To bake in a conventional oven, place tomato halves on a baking sheet. Bake at 350F for 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Try to buy flat-bottomed tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;If making multiple recipes, you'll need to play with the cooking time. 20 minutes was no where near enough for 4 recipes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed Artichoke Hearts with Garlic and Lemon&lt;br /&gt;Weight Watchers My Turnaround Program Cookbook, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands-On Prep 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Cook 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Serves 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 (14 ounce) cans artichoke hearts, drained and quartered&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon crushed red pepper&lt;br /&gt;3 garlic cloves, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 lemon, cut into 6 wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat the oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add the artichokes and crushed red pepper; cook, stirring occasionally, until artichokes just start to turn brown, about 4 minutes. Stir in the garlic and salt; cook, stirring occasionally, until the garlic is golden, 2-3 minutes. Serve with the lemon wedges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per serving (scant 1/2 cup with 1 lemon wedge): 60 calories, 2 g fat, 0 g fiber, 1 POINT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesame Broccoli&lt;br /&gt;WW Turnaround Cookbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands on Prep 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Cook 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 cups fresh broccoli florets&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons reduced-sodium soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons Asian (dark) sesame oil&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon grated peeled fresh ginger&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon black sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon white sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put the broccoli in a steamer basket; set in a saucepan over 1 inch of boiling water. Cover tightly and steam until crisp-tender, 4-5 minutes. Transfer the broccoli to a medium bowl.&lt;br /&gt;2. Meanwhile, to make the dressing, whisk together the soy sauce, sesame oil, ginger, and brown sugar in a small bowl.&lt;br /&gt;3. Add the dressing to the broccoli; toss to coat. Sprinkle with the sesame seeds and serve at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per serving (1 cup): 79 calories; 5 g fat; 3 g fiber; POINTS 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-6631583898386122647?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/6631583898386122647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=6631583898386122647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6631583898386122647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6631583898386122647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/recipes.html' title='Recipes'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-6090484880067408812</id><published>2008-01-26T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:53:39.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my 100th post!  Just 55 weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress so far:  I am a week away from one year at Weight Watchers.  I am approximately 40 pounds lighter than I was a year ago.  A year ago, I wore a size 26.  Now, I'm wearing mostly 18s with the occasional 20.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I have now been dating Max for approximately 9 months.  Things are going very well, and I'm still looking forward to seeing where things go from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financially, I'm still poor.  I used to work two additional jobs, but I decided to devote my time to my body this year.  I stopped my part-time retail job as well as the tutoring I used to do.  I've got to figure something out for this year.  I used to make an extra $500/month with tutoring and working.  I am currently paying out about an additional $200 month for WW, the gym, and my trainer.  Alas, I'm still poor ... even poorer than before.  It's a good investment, but I'm not sure how long I can keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, 2008 has been pretty good.  I'm down almost 5 pounds, and I've kept up my Sunday night family dinners.  Some of you have asked about my recipes.  I'm going to see if there's a way for me to add them on the sidebar.  If I can't, I'll do a long post next with the last few recipes.  Beyond that, I'll add them each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-6090484880067408812?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/6090484880067408812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=6090484880067408812' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6090484880067408812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6090484880067408812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/100th-post.html' title='100th Post!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-5325267531256533926</id><published>2008-01-23T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:30:43.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Yeah!  Three good weeks in a row.  I'm still having a problem getting back into the swing of things mentally, but physically I'm doing most of what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down another 1.2 pounds this week, a total of 4.8 so far this year.  I'm part of a work contest for weight loss right now.  In December, we set our own goals and put $50 into the 'pot.'  If we don't reach our goal by February 29, the money from the pot gets split amongst those who did make their goal.  Best case scenario:  I make my goal, earn the $50 I put in back, and no one else makes their goals (j/k) so I get all of their $50s.  Worst case scenario:  I don't make my goal and the others get to split my money up.  In December (before the holidays, mind you), I set a goal of 12 pounds.  After my gain in December, I think I'm down about 3.  Yikes!  I've got 5 weeks to lose 9 pounds.  I am poor.  I am determined to at least come out even.  9 pounds is a lot of weight to lose!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm not blogging much yet, especially commenting on your blogs.  I'm still not blogging on Max's computer, and I'm there 4 or 5 nights a week.  So, I either have to sneak it in at work, or wait until I'm at my own house (usually Sunday, Monday, and Thursday nights).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-5325267531256533926?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/5325267531256533926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=5325267531256533926' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5325267531256533926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5325267531256533926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/weigh-in-wednesday.html' title='Weigh-in Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4776579639078144654</id><published>2008-01-19T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T17:00:06.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow!</title><content type='html'>Second snow this week in Atlanta, Georgia!  I don't remember the last time I actually saw real snow.  Sometimes we get freezing rain or sleet or ice, but it's been a long time since we had snow.  It was beautiful coming down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost .6 of a pound this week.  Not as much as I'd like, but I was excited it was a loss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off on Monday for Martin Luther King's birthday.  Anybody doing anything exciting for the weekend?  Not much here.  Tomorrow night's 'family dinner' is strombolis from the WW cookbook.  I'll let you know how that turns out.  I've never made anything like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your long weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4776579639078144654?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4776579639078144654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4776579639078144654' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4776579639078144654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4776579639078144654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7584276807232367893</id><published>2008-01-14T04:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:37:05.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep -- Might as well blog about it</title><content type='html'>I have always had a hard time sleeping on Sunday nights.  It's currently almost 4:30 in the morning, and I'm still up.  Yes, my alarm is going off in less than an hour and a half.  Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the second installment of Sunday night dinner tonight.  I made a weight watchers recipe called Italian Sausage and Peppers.  I lowered the points value in the WW cookbook from 10 to 4 per serving by changing the pork sausage out for turkey and the regular pasta to whole wheat.  It was really yummy and had Max telling me I could become a professional chef!  I also used fennel for the first time.  It was easy to prep once I found a how-to site online with pictures showing how to cut it.  I didn't use the tops/fronds/leafy stuff, but I saved it.  Any idea what I'm supposed to do with it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cooking more now than I ever have, and most of the time, I love it!  I cook dinner for us probably 4 nights a week and nice breakfasts on the weekends.  This morning, I took 'used' rotisserie chicken from dinner earlier in the week, put it with some egg whites and pasta sauce, sprinkled in a little low fat mozarella and put a couple of jalapenos in, and wow!  It was really yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting now with just doing the main entree from scratch.  I hope a few months from now I'm at the point where I'm cooking the whole meal from scratch.  For now, it's store-bought appetizers and desserts and easy vegetable sides that I can stick in the microwave (like tonight's steamed broccoli).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying myself, and that was one of the main goals here.  I'd like to have a night set into my schedule for us to have friends over for dinner from time to time.  I'm trying to establish Sunday as a low-key time at home.  Next week, I think I'm going to make a WW stromboli recipe I found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Max heads home, and I have a hard time sleeping.  It's a nice little pattern.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been great on exercise this week.  I had a baby shower to attend on Thursday after work and missed my workout.  Also, Max and I have both been fighting a little bit of a stomach bug, so today, I just didn't feel like doing anything physical.  He came home feeling crappy on Friday, and I just felt yucky today.  Yesterday, I swam laps for an hour, so I'm glad I got that in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's everything going in your world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I'm catching up on reading your blogs, but I haven't quite gotten around to responding to everyone yet.  I'm working on it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7584276807232367893?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7584276807232367893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7584276807232367893' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7584276807232367893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7584276807232367893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/cant-sleep-might-as-well-blog-about-it.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep -- Might as well blog about it'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7371759274473859772</id><published>2008-01-09T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T23:01:52.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Weigh-In</title><content type='html'>I knew I'd had a good week and I was proud of my 3 pound loss this week!  I was below my points every day but one, and I logged 19 activity points that I didn't end up using.  I even had more than 20 of my flex points left.  It feels good to actually write my food down, which I do on eTools.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, my singing group (7 women) and I had our annual holiday gift exchange and night out.  We had dinner and saw the movie Juno.  I loved it!  Have you seen it yet?  It was fun hanging out with our little group without having to actually rehearse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope y'all all had good loss weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7371759274473859772?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7371759274473859772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7371759274473859772' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7371759274473859772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7371759274473859772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/wednesday-weigh-in.html' title='Wednesday Weigh-In'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2144634076372665609</id><published>2008-01-04T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T19:02:17.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back?</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to say I'm ready to rejoin the healthy.  I'd taken a little while off ... which became three months to the date since my last post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do an update soon ... with how much I've gained since then as well as what I'm going to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short list:&lt;br /&gt;*back at Weight Watchers&lt;br /&gt;*back to counting points&lt;br /&gt;*back to working out more than once a week&lt;br /&gt;*back to blogging (I've missed y'all a lot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2144634076372665609?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2144634076372665609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2144634076372665609' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2144634076372665609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2144634076372665609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back?'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7220721077951778430</id><published>2007-10-04T16:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T16:17:39.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Heading Down the Atlanta Highway</title><content type='html'>Yep, a week from now I will be returning from a 3-day trip to Savannah, Georgia with approximately 400 8th graders.  Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take the kids for a two-night trip ... lots of educational stuff as well as fun stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I gained a little.  I knew I would never be able to sustain a seven pound loss.  I'm up 2.8 pounds, and I'm totally okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my new school picture and have posted it.  What do you think?  The biggest difference is when you compare it to my teacher picture from 2005.  I'm a little disappointed that it doesn't show a bigger difference from last year's photo, even tough I have lost about 30-35 pounds since then.  I see a lot of changes in my body, so maybe that's the big difference this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it's so fuzzy.  It's not fuzzy on my computer.  Any tips?  Jodi?  Any design genius help you can give me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not out of here until Tuesday morning, but I'll probably only post one more time before I go.  I do plan on calling the hotel to find out what the workout situation might be.  I'm also going to take a bunch of my own food and try not to go overboard on snacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7220721077951778430?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7220721077951778430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7220721077951778430' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7220721077951778430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7220721077951778430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-heading-down-atlanta-highway.html' title='I&apos;m Heading Down the Atlanta Highway'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-6172201796003460871</id><published>2007-09-27T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:17:21.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is Hard Work!</title><content type='html'>Not only did I take a vacation from my blog, but I'd stopped reading yours as well!  I'm trying to catch up and comment to lots of you, but it's a lot of work to get to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my blanket statements to each of you for the last month.  Please choose the one(s) that apply best to your situation!&lt;br /&gt;*Congrats on the loss!&lt;br /&gt;*So what if you only lost .2 of a pound ... it all adds up in the end.&lt;br /&gt;*Wow!  Sounds like life has been rough on you recently.  We all hit bumps in the road sometimes.  Just make sure you get back on the right track soon.&lt;br /&gt;*Yum!  That sounds like an awesome recipe.  Too bad I don't cook!&lt;br /&gt;*You look awesome in that new picture!  I can really tell the difference from your last photo.&lt;br /&gt;*Exercise sucks sometimes.  That's why I have a really cute trainer.&lt;br /&gt;*Thanks for the comment!  I missed you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one's for real.  I've missed all of you.  Thanks for sticking with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-6172201796003460871?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/6172201796003460871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=6172201796003460871' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6172201796003460871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/6172201796003460871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/09/blogging-is-hard-work.html' title='Blogging is Hard Work!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-9130812175272618437</id><published>2007-09-24T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:35:34.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not You; It's Me</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all your well-wishes.  I guess I'm taking a little break from constantly thinking about food and dieting.  I had a few big losses in a row, followed by a couple of little gains.  I'm still going to WW, but I've had a few scheduling conflicts there as well.  &lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize it had been so long until I got the great comment hoping that I'd made it back from the lake trip I went on for Labor Day almost a month ago!  That made me laugh and realize I needed to post something ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a lot of time recently at Max's apartment.  In fact, I feel like my apartment is just a dumping ground right now.  Honestly, in the last month I've spent about two nights a week at my own home.  &lt;br /&gt;You might remember that I had an 'incident' with Max reading my blog about 2 months ago.  It's not a trust issue exactly, but I still don't want to blog from his house and leave him the temptation of having things to click on in his online history.  I feel like if I bring it up, he'll think of it as me not trusting him.  I've just decided not to offer him the temptation at this point in time.  As a result, I either have to blog at work (where I never have time), or I have to blog from my house when I'm rarely home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed y'all, so I'll go ahead and promise to be better in October.  I think I'm going to take the rest of September off and recommit myself next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-9130812175272618437?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/9130812175272618437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=9130812175272618437' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/9130812175272618437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/9130812175272618437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-not-you-its-me.html' title='It&apos;s Not You; It&apos;s Me'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8106498083091969259</id><published>2007-08-31T06:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T06:47:44.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If I've lost 60 pounds, how can I still be so fat?</title><content type='html'>I'm having a mid-loss crisis.  Okay, so crisis is a little strong in the semantics department.  So, now that I've neared the half-way mark, I feel like I need some extra oomph.  I know I said it didn't matter how long it took, but the 'end' is still a long time off.  And yes, I know it's a lifestyle change, so by 'end' I mean maintenance.  I look at a lot of your blogs and realize that you would be thrilled and close to the maintenance stage if you lost 60 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas to get past these feelings?  As for my weigh-in, I have to report a slight gain of .4 of a pound.  I've had several 1 pound+ losses in the past few weeks, so I knew I'd experience a small bounce at some point.  According to my home scale, I've already lost that .4 plus a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Labor Day weekend!  We're off to the lake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8106498083091969259?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8106498083091969259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8106498083091969259' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8106498083091969259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8106498083091969259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-ive-lost-60-pounds-how-can-i-still.html' title='If I&apos;ve lost 60 pounds, how can I still be so fat?'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2942729362815634864</id><published>2007-08-22T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T16:50:38.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My double chin has hit the floor!</title><content type='html'>I weighed in this afternoon.  I was pretty confident going in since I had hit a new stark-naked low earlier in the week.  However, I did not expect a 3.2 pound loss!  Especially after losing 2.2 last week, 1.0, the week before, and more than 3 the week prior to that!  I'm a losing machine in August!  I've already lost more than my goal of 6 pounds for the month.  All I can say is GO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being on a schedule is so much better for me than being on summer vacation.  Having three meals a day ... getting back on a regular gym schedule ... sleeping more each night.  What a difference a few weeks make!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2942729362815634864?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2942729362815634864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2942729362815634864' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2942729362815634864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2942729362815634864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-double-chin-has-hit-floor.html' title='My double chin has hit the floor!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2863050922629379058</id><published>2007-08-12T14:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T14:11:17.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laying like Broccoli</title><content type='html'>I was so exhausted all week I asked Max by Tuesday if we could just lay around and veg this weekend.  He was all over that.  So, Friday night we made dinner together and fell asleep on the couch.  Saturday, he came to school to help me with some last minute back-to-school things, and we went to the gym.  He was a good little helper.  At the gym on th weekends, he likes to 'be my trainer.'  He is a certified trainer, but he doesn't work in that capacity.  However, he is totally in charge of the gym on the weekends when it comes to me.  He works hard, and I love that I don't have to think.  Today, we woke up, layed around a few hours, went back to bed, and then finally I came home for a little while.  It was a good time spent with him, and the scale showed how little we invested in the weekend.  Literally, when we veg out like that, food is one of the last things on our mind.  I always lose a pound or two when I do that.  Well, I got home just now.  At 2 in the afternoon, my stark-naked weight is down 2 1/2 pounds to 231.0.  I hope I can keep that up until Wednesday's weigh-in.  We'll see.  I'll probably have a hard time getting away on Wednesday morning during my planning period to run over to WW to weigh-in before lunch.  We'll see.  Sometimes I have to weight until the 5:30 p.m. meeting, but I try not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all had good weekends too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2863050922629379058?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2863050922629379058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2863050922629379058' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2863050922629379058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2863050922629379058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/08/laying-like-broccoli.html' title='Laying like Broccoli'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4126937022910065802</id><published>2007-08-08T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:24:21.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Star!</title><content type='html'>What a crazy week.  Tomorrow and Friday are Open Houses at school when the students and parents come to meet the teachers.  I'm ready, but I'm exhausted.  I had to move classrooms this year, and with the move I decided to purge like I'm doing to my closets at home.  I've taught 3 different grade levels in 10 years (2nd, 5th, and 8th).  I've taught almost every subject (math, science, history, reading, language arts, music, health, etc.).  I've taught history for the last three years, so I decided to get rid of a lot of stuff that doesn't pertain to what I"m currently doing.  I've given away a lot of stuff.  I feel really good about it.  Also, I've been organizing as I've been unpacking.  Usually, there's no time for that during the preplanning week.  I've taught in 9 classrooms in 10 years, so you can imagine the horror I've been dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snuck away at lunchtime to go and weigh in since I thought I might work really late tonight.  I lost 1.0 pound, which put me at exactly 35 pounds lost with WW since February 1.  I really wanted to go back for my 5:30 meeting so I could get my star sticker, so I worked my tail off to make that happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I haven't talked about my leader before, let me tell you how much I LOVE her!  Her name is Lou, and she's awesome.  What a great motivator!  Her's is the most popular meeting of the week, and sometimes it's standing room only.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did I get my star, but she knows I lost some weight before beginning WW.  Every time I earn a star, she likes to bring that up.  So, not only did we celebrate my 35 pound WW loss, but she also celebrated my 54.6 pound loss since I first started out.  She even gave me an "I lost 50 pounds" magnet.  I was so glad I buckled down and got my work done in time to make the meeting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had gotten totally sick of my size 22 jeans.  They were so lose and didn't look good anymore.  I have an older pair of size 20 jeans that fit me many years ago.  They don't quite fit yet.  I've worn them around the grocery store twice, but the camel-toe/muffin-top look isn't quite stylish enough to wear around my 8th graders.&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to Lane Bryant this weekend to check out their new &lt;a href="http://lanebryant.charmingshoppes.com/pagebuilder/right_fit_landing_page"&gt;Right Fit jeans&lt;/a&gt;.  I didn't really understand what I was in for, but I got fitted by one of the ladies.  I thought I was looking for a 20 Petite, but instead she measured me for a 5 Yellow Petite.  I have no idea what that really means, but the fit is PERFECT.  I have big hips, but I have no ass.  It turns out that the yellow is for people with narrow hips and larger asses, but because I'm the opposite, it worked out perfectly.  I've always had to have jeans that fit my waist, but not my pretty small legs/ass.  I was so excited I bought two pairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I got a surprise invitation at the last minute to go to the Justin Timberlake concert here in Atlanta last night (for free!).  I went and had a blast!  What an amazing display of showmanship.  I also happened to sit, literally, right in front of two former students from three years ago.  Depsite my fears, I think they actually enjoyed hanging out with my friend and me for several hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's having a good week, and that you're less frazzled than I will be in the coming back-to-school days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4126937022910065802?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4126937022910065802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4126937022910065802' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4126937022910065802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4126937022910065802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-star.html' title='I&apos;m a Star!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-355823925121550624</id><published>2007-08-06T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:47:08.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Day</title><content type='html'>First of all, Atlanta is hot as Hell today.  Temperatures nearing 100F all week.  Yuck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really fun, despite the heat.  It was the first day back for teachers.  I got so much positive feedback about how good I'm looking.  Lots of comments.  Lots of questions.  The most interesting question was when people asked how much more I want to lose.  That seems quite invasive to ask, but since I've been very open since the beginning, I answered pretty honestly.  I don't think they intended to overstep boundaries at all.  I think that helps me stay responsible.  I've said (out loud) what my expectations are for myself.  Everyone will know if I fail.  On the good side, though, everyone will know when I've made progress.  I loved it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with Max is progressing.  We had our first tenseness/argument/problem.  Turns out he found one of your blogs in the history of his computer, couldn't resist temptation, clicked around until he found mine, and read the damn thing (really just the parts about him).  First, I've been very careful to make sure everything is deleted from his history, but I must have messed up once.  Now, we've had some long discussions about some of the things I said about him (like when I said he was a little 'rough around the edges').  That's a conversation (or three) I could have done without.  I'm hurt since he specifically knew that he wasn't allowed, but I have no question about his devotion to me at this time.  First, he fessed up immediately when he saw me.  Second, there was total fear/sadness/mortification in his eyes when he thought I might break up with him over this.  I know he will not make that mistake again.  I wasn't sure if I should blog about this, and your comments won't make me bring it up again with him.  I promised myself that I would get passed this, and at this time, I think I have.  He's done his penance in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out for a yummy dinner with my best friend at my favorite restaurant in Atlanta (Kyma Greek food on Piedmont Road).  Points be damned ... I only go there once or twice a year.  We've decided to go all girly and wear dresses, so I've got to go do my hair now.  Opa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  A big shoutout and thanks to &lt;a href="http://ironman63.blogspot.com/"&gt;Spidey&lt;/a&gt; who mentioned me as this week's Weight Loss Winner on his blog.  I didn't know there was such a thing.  Thanks Spidey!  Can't wait to see who wins this week!  I hadn't read his blog before, but it's awesome.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S.  I was also in first place for my team the Fit and Fabulous this week on &lt;a href="http://icannotbelieveiamblogging.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;'s Weight Loss &lt;a href="http://www.sparkpeople.com/myspark/groups_individual.asp"&gt;Challenge&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm so glad to be contributing finally, and I hope to make a good effort with Wednesday's weigh-in also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-355823925121550624?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/355823925121550624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=355823925121550624' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/355823925121550624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/355823925121550624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunshine-day.html' title='Sunshine Day'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7226843386620638907</id><published>2007-08-02T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:55:46.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I can, I think I can</title><content type='html'>I had some unexpected results at my weigh-in yesterday.  I lost 3.6 pounds this week!  Woohoo!  I've been doing so little toward losing, but I guess my body is ready to get moving again.  I'm crossing my fingers for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked a half-day at school yesterday.  Most of the teachers are up there already -- even though we don't actually have to be back until Monday.  It was good to see everyone.  They think I look amazing, and that is huge motivation for me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to grocery shopping this week, because it will be a bit more typical of what my school year meals will be like.  All the little snacks I buy as part of my lunch will actually be held off until lunchtime ... as opposed to summer, when they're just laying around calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do my best to catch up with all of you over the next couple of days.  I know I've been really lame lately.  I apologize, but only just a little.  I just needed the time 'off' from focusing only on my weight.  I've updated all of my tickers now.  Even though I've been bouncing around the same numbers most of the summer, this is my lowest in years.  I had hoped to lose about 20 pounds this summer.  I only lost 10, but seeing the struggles I had, I'm very pleased with that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too early to set an end-of-year goal?  With the start of the school year, I think I'm going to set a goal for the first semester.  That's five months.  During the school year, I was averaging about 7-8 pounds a month.  Thinking I've slowed a bit, I still think I can average about 5-6 pounds per month.  Thirty pounds over the next five months is a lofty goal, but I'm going to try to make that.  That will have me just over 200 pounds to start 2008.  That's what I'm going to try for.  I know having you around will be helpful.  Also, I know that Kim's 12 week challenge that ends in October will get me moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm back.  My motivation is whispering in my ear.  Thanks for not giving up on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7226843386620638907?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7226843386620638907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7226843386620638907' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7226843386620638907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7226843386620638907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-i-can-i-think-i-can.html' title='I think I can, I think I can'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4753682745465521885</id><published>2007-07-30T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T08:10:18.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maintaining</title><content type='html'>I've actually put a deadline on whatever this is I'm doing.  I've decided to 'maintain' until I go back to work.  At some point, it became too hard to be motivated to lose while having no schedule to speak of.  I go back to work on August 6, so some time around then, I'll be back on a schedule.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of excited to get back to school ... but, I also like laying around the house all day.  Alas, what's a girl to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for everyone's kind words.  I've been lurking and reading about you too.  It means a lot to me that people out there want to make sure I'm doing okay.  Hey!  I've lost 50+ pounds.  I have at least that much to go.  I'm not going anywhere!  Plus, I already donated the fall/winter clothes that I was fitting into so I have to go down at least one more size before it gets cold (thankfully, I live in Georgia where it won't get too cold too often).  But still, I currently have about three outfits that will fit come November.  You know I have to get my ass moving soon, because I'm not a fashion plate, but I do teach 8th grade.  You can't stand to hear too many of this: "Ms. Hither, didn't you wear that on Tuesday already?"  Kids may not study, but they notice everything --- when I get my hair cut, when I wear sandals without my toes polished, when I didn't sleep well.  Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for being here for me.  I'm still here for you ... but on the sidelines for another week or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4753682745465521885?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4753682745465521885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4753682745465521885' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4753682745465521885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4753682745465521885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/07/maintaining.html' title='Maintaining'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-7220107566895975258</id><published>2007-07-22T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:57:59.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just a Short Break -- I Promise!</title><content type='html'>Don't know where my motivation is, but I am out there looking for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped weigh-in this week and haven't counted points in two.  I haven't ditched the gym, but I've definitely been slow-going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an all-week conference this past week with history teachers from around the district.  We had one main goal -- writing lesson plans for the new curriculum, and one secondary goal -- random staff development topics.  The lesson plan writing went well for my small group.  The other small groups (whose work I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;encouraged&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to use throughout the school year) were a random grouping of new teachers, stupid teachers, retiring-soon teachers, and those who can't imagine that these people are leading our students into the future (I'm in that category).  Seriously ... I overheard one woman (remember -- a history teacher) who was saddened when she was reading and learning &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for the first time!&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that Abraham Lincoln was assassinated.  This is only okay if you're not an American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had an event called "Are You a Lectureholic?"  Okay, I'm not a lectureholic.  I might lecture to my students 2-3 times a year.  So, already I'm kind of bummed that I have to go to this.  However, I was thinking ahead of time that we might get some new innovative ideas for the classroom.  Nope.  I sat through a lecture about not lecturing FOR THREE HOURS!  And the woman didn't even tell us anything new in three hours.  She was a name-dropper.  She was a story-teller (about her nephew, not about history).  She was using out-of-date resources that I learned about in college before I graduated 10 years ago.  And I was in the 2nd row.  I couldn't hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also couldn't hide from going out to lunch every day.  I don't know if I'll jump back on the wagon this week, but definitely by this time next week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I was so surprised, overwhelmed, thrilled, and excited when Sally from &lt;a href="http://veggiepaparazzi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Veggie Paparazzi&lt;/a&gt; invited Max and me to a party at her home last night.  We only live about 15 miles from each other, and it was so nice of her to invite us.  We had such a great time!  She had an eclectic group of really nice people who obviously love Sally and her great husband, Dan, a lot!  It was a little weird to go to a complete stranger's house and have the understanding that blog topics were off-limits.  I'm glad we were on the same wave-length about that.  Max knows that I have a weight-loss blog, but it's not something I'm willing (or ready?) to share with him.  It was kind of funny to try to explain to him that we would not be sharing with the other people at the party exactly how we 'knew' Sally.  Thanks, Sally, for including us.  You really made my weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lapse (10 days!) since my last post.  I'm working on finding that belly fire again.  It's just 2 weeks until I go back to work, so I'm hoping being on a schedule again gets me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-7220107566895975258?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/7220107566895975258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=7220107566895975258' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7220107566895975258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/7220107566895975258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-just-short-break-i-promise.html' title='It&apos;s Just a Short Break -- I Promise!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8920970513773054079</id><published>2007-07-12T07:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T07:10:55.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habits/Weigh-In</title><content type='html'>It was not surprising at all yesterday when my weigh-in showed a 2 pound gain.  I think I got over-confident with my Fat Camp results of 6.8 pounds in 2 weeks.  With the help of Kim's new challenge&lt;a href="http://icannotbelieveiamblogging.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I hope to lose this and a little more before I have to go back to school on August 6.  Kim's challenge goes into October.  I'm hoping to lose 10% of my current weight (24 lbs) by the end of the 12 weeks.  That seems a bit lofty, but I'll be on my best behavior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad habits this week included (but are not limited to): exercising less than usual, snacking more than usual, eating crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL be better this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8920970513773054079?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8920970513773054079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8920970513773054079' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8920970513773054079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8920970513773054079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-habitsweigh-in.html' title='Bad Habits/Weigh-In'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-1824190386584825677</id><published>2007-07-09T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:21:39.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!  Is that the floor?</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty convinced that I've always been a slob ... in all parts of my life.  Now that I'm cleaning up my body, I'm also working on cleaning up my house.  I have a 'room of crap' that would be a candidate for that horrible show Clean Sweep.  I have a lot of stuff.  Some of the stuff I bought thinking I would at some point need it.  Some stuff, I have no idea why I have it.  So, I'm doing a lot of donating.  I'm thinking that the room of crap will be cleaned out by the end of the weekend.  Starting tomorrow, I expect to make a daily visit to donate items to Goodwill.  I'd briefly thought about selling things on Craig's List or Ebay, but that means the stuff would need to stay in my house until it sold.  Bad idea.  Getting rid of it is key.  &lt;br /&gt;I set a timer for an hour today and actually made a path through the room.  I have piles around the house.  One is in front of the washer and dryer.  Currently, I can not see the washer and dryer.  However, I will say that some of these clothing items were dumped in the room of crap because they didn't fit anymore.  I only found a few things that will still be too small.  Lots of other clothes went into the too big pile to be donated to Goodwill.  I also have a giant Goodwill pile.  Clothes, toys, a giant teddy bear won by a friend at a carnival, stuff still in its original packaging, etc.  Last pile ... stuff that actually belongs in the room once it becomes an office next week.  I set the alarm for another hour, and the floor is now completely clear.  I put a bunch of stuff up on the furniture in the room, but the floor could be vacuumed now.  Of course, I've barely tackled the closet.  I do have a deadline.  Now that the walls are painted in the other room, I am having new carpet installed in the room of crap, my bedroom, and the connecting hallway.  I'm going to schedule the carpeter for two weeks from now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good constructive day.  Now, I'm off to go see Montez, my sexy trainer.  He was on vacation last week, and my body has missed him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-1824190386584825677?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/1824190386584825677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=1824190386584825677' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1824190386584825677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1824190386584825677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-is-that-floor.html' title='Wow!  Is that the floor?'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-4829304259833847835</id><published>2007-07-06T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T11:07:03.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>Mom's gone.  I'm no long trying to act responsibly, and it's showing!  I've been snacky since she left.  I'll try to get better between no and weigh-in Wednesday.  I'd like to at least maintain the 6.8 pounds I lost while she was here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've hit 50 pounds, I seem to be (not quite) obsessed with finding old fat pictures of me.  I posted my least favorite from a little less than two years ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have many plans for the weekend, so I hope I'll be able to stay on plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-4829304259833847835?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/4829304259833847835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=4829304259833847835' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4829304259833847835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/4829304259833847835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8866959073273322606</id><published>2007-06-29T11:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T11:06:38.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round</title><content type='html'>Mom and I are taking a Fat Camp Field Trip!  Actually, we're just driving to Charleston, South Carolina (about 5 hours each way) to visit her sister's family for the weekend.  Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8866959073273322606?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8866959073273322606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8866959073273322606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8866959073273322606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8866959073273322606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/06/wheels-on-bus-go-round-and-round.html' title='The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-5721966595693173250</id><published>2007-06-18T03:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:34:21.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We don't have to Take our Clothes Off to have a Good Time, Oh No</title><content type='html'>We could dance and party all night ... and drink some cherry wine, uh-huh.  I mean, if you want to take your clothes off in order to read my blog, by all means, go ahead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies were going to go out to Jermaine Stewart for using his song in vain, BUT then I read the rest of the &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/jermaine-stewart-we-don-t-have-to-take-our-clothes-off-lyrics.html"&gt;lyrics&lt;/a&gt; to the song and figured he owed US an apology.  It's so horribly written!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... off with the clothes.  Really.  I have totally emptied four closets of clothing.  Here are the piles I came up with.  1) Things I wear that currently fit or that will be too big quite soon  2)  Things that are in season but don't fit yet   3)  Things that are not in season and don't fit yet   4)  Things that are not in season and I hope will fit once it's time  5)  Things that may or may not fit, but it doesn't matter since the clothing is ugly/stained/holey/too big.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I had one last pile that I guess was the most thought-provoking.  I had a whole slew of clothes that were size 18 but that will not be in season until at least late October (and more likely late November).  Really, I hope to not be a size 18 in the late fall/winter.  I hope to be a 16 or a 14 (or less, but I'm being realistic).  To get rid of or keep?  That was the question.  I decided that unless I REALLY LOVED the piece of clothing, that it was out.  I figured that would be a good incentive. I'm going to have to buy clothes anyway.  Wouldn't it really suck if I had to re-buy clothes in a size I don't want to wear anymore?  I need a little fire in my belly, and I hope that helps stoke the coals.  What would you have done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found ONE plus-size resale shop in the Atlanta area (that's 4.5 million people, folks).  I called and was disappointed to find out that they are totally filled for the current season and will start taking 'appointments' to go through my clothes in late August ... only for fall/winter clothes.  Well crap.  I kept four pieces of really nice clothing to take with me in August.  The rest, is bundled up and out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of junky stuff went to &lt;a href="http://www.goodwill.org/page/guest/about"&gt;Goodwill &lt;/a&gt;on Friday afternoon.  While I was there, I looked around a little just to see what they had.  I may need some 'transition' clothes at some point, so it was good to know that if I need a pair of jeans, I can find them for about $5.  I also bought two games (Balderdash and Cranium) in nearly-new condition.  The Balderdash was still in the plastic.  I spent $7.50 total.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicer stuff will be going on Monday to a &lt;a href="http://www.sishelter.org/help.php?PHPSESSID=25af7a84019c68187831d6e7169f983a"&gt;women's shelter &lt;/a&gt;run by one of the local synagogues here in Atlanta.  They ask for work clothes for women who need to go on interviews or work in a professional environment.  I'll be dropping all of that off tomorrow.  I assume they've got to have a couple of fat ladies at the shelter who can use my clothes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've been doing better about tracking my points.  I realized that WW etools works really well for me during the school year, but now that I'm more unstructured, I wasn't using it at all.  I bought one of the 3 month trackers last week and have been almost 100% at using it.  I can see that it will make some sort of difference in me being accountable to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Mom arrives on Tuesday and thus begins Fat Camp.  Nothing else big to report.  I want to give a shout-out to Christine over at &lt;a href="http://gottalose06.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Need to Find Myself &lt;/a&gt; who had some nice words about From YAWN to Come Hither.  Thanks Christine!  She has a lot of great things to say and accompanies it with hilarious cartoons and pictures.  Check her out if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-5721966595693173250?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/5721966595693173250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=5721966595693173250' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5721966595693173250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5721966595693173250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-dont-have-to-take-our-clothes-to.html' title='We don&apos;t have to Take our Clothes Off to have a Good Time, Oh No'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-2894752839350096821</id><published>2007-06-13T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:24:28.502-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Today, I have a slight gain of .4 pounds.  Yes, I'm back on the wagon, but I'm finding it hard to count points.  Today, I bought one of those three month counters.  Does anyone else use them?  I just need to get back to actually counting.  Like someone said at WW, "If you snack it, track it."  Or something equally dorky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dealing with a lot of house stuff this week.  Right before I met all you fine people, I had a flood in my house.  I had all the absolute essentials fixed immediately, but I left all the cosmetic issues to be dealt with during my 2 month vacation.  So, I'm doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm inheriting my grandparents' spinet (that's a small upright piano -- about 35" tall), but it's 200 miles from here.  You can't imagine what people want to charge to move a piano.  We're talking $1000+ here.  So, I'm having to be creative.  We're renting a U-Haul, hiring piano movers to pack it up in the U-Haul, driving it ourselves, and then having my big strong man friends (it pays to be a flirt, I promise) unload it into the house.  It's still going to cost me about $400 and possibly a pizza and beer.  Better than the $1200 - $1400 estimates I was getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the air conditioning is having issues.  I'm okay with just the fans here in Atlanta (average high is about 85 F during the summer), but Max, the new BF, is not.  He's a sweaty boy who doesn't want to sleep here until it's fixed.  You know that means less cooking for me, and I'm kind of okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lots of little things I've got popping up all over the place.  Now, I'm out of here and on my way to Sexy Montez the Trainer.  Mmmm ... meat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-2894752839350096821?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/2894752839350096821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=2894752839350096821' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2894752839350096821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/2894752839350096821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/06/weigh-in-wednesday.html' title='Weigh-in Wednesday'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-1311224027537382887</id><published>2007-06-12T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:30:21.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Could this Come Hither thing be working?</title><content type='html'>Okay, you know me ... the boy-crazy one?  Well, it seems that as of this afternoon, I have a boyfriend.  His name is Max, and I've been dating him for about six weeks.  Today, we discussed that he didn't want me to date anyone else anymore, and I thought that was a great idea.  Now, I do have one other guy that I've also been dating for a while ... about eight weeks.  However, it just seems more right with Max.  What I really wanted was to date the two of them rolled into one, but Max is awesome.  He's fun and funny.  He's considerate and doting.  He's really sexy (at least to me).  He's got a tremendous heart.  He's a hard worker.  And from what he told me this afternoon, he loves me.  Wow!  &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he's also a certified trainer.  So, in addition to Montez training me 1-2 times a week, Max has also been training me 1-2 times a week.  He's the first guy I've ever been (at least partially) honest with about my weight struggles.  However, he is not allowed to read my blog ... and he hates yet respects that.  And, at least for now, he has no need to know that I weigh 48 more pounds than he does.  And yes, he will be meeting Mom next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another tremendous day in visitor counts.  Thanks to everyone who is visiting me!  Please leave a comment so I know who you are and how to visit you!  It feels so good to have this amazing audience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought for a long time as to whether or not Max would get named in my blog.  I began by not naming myself just for additional anonymity, so it's weird that I didn't mind naming him.  However, at this point, I am only 'nameless' because there are a lot of other bloggers who share my name.  Usually, I think that at least those who share my name must have figured it out by now.  But now, for the record, my name is Kim.  I will stay as KL so that Kim from Kim Under Construction can be your one and only Kim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-1311224027537382887?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/1311224027537382887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=1311224027537382887' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1311224027537382887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/1311224027537382887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/06/could-this-come-hither-thing-be-working.html' title='Could this Come Hither thing be working?'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-3910079319970411587</id><published>2007-06-12T10:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:02:12.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?  62 Visitors in One Day!</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Thanks everyone.  Fat Camp must have hit a chord somewhere with you.  I had 20 more visitors yesterday than my busiest day to date!  My previous record had been about 45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the tips with what to do with Mom.  I'm not going to go nuts on her.  I'm just going to show her what I normally do.  I usually eat things like refined sugars and fake foods (because they're yummy), so I don't think we'll take it that far to get rid of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking to some of my guys at the gym to try to flirt my way into getting a two-week visitor pass (it usually costs $40).  Montez, my beautiful trainer, is working on it.  And, I think I'll drop by and visit the one who asked for my number a few months ago and bat my eyelashes a little.  He never has called, but he always looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go back earlier this week and leave a lot of comments for blogs I don't visit very often as well as for people who had left me comments a few months ago but not since.  It was great to see the improvements people are making.  Yay to us!  It was also awesome to find out who some of my first commenters were back in January.  Thanks to those of you who have stuck with me all this time.  You mean a lot to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope everyone is having a great week.  Thanks for stopping by for the first time or for the gazillionth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-3910079319970411587?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/3910079319970411587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=3910079319970411587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3910079319970411587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/3910079319970411587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/06/wtf-62-visitors-in-one-day.html' title='WTF?  62 Visitors in One Day!'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-5163153028136782263</id><published>2007-06-10T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:48:56.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Camp</title><content type='html'>My mom is coming to visit soon.  She'll arrive Tuesday next week and stay for two weeks.  Some history about my mom ...&lt;br /&gt;My mom was a ballet major in college.  When she graduated, she weighed 88 pounds (for those of you who are slow with math, that's about 1/3 of me).  The day she gave birth to me, her third child, she weighed 103 pounds.  And then, she stopped smoking.  And then, she got divorced.  And ten years later, she got remarried.  And now, I think she probably weighs about 180 pounds.  That might be a little too much, but I'm probably within 10-15 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;So, Mom is thrilled about what I've been doing to my body and has decided that her two week visit will also be known as "Fat Camp."  She wants to do what I do and eat what I eat.  I'm going to have her tag along to WW with me, and she's bringing her swimsuit so she can swim while I work out with my trainer and use weights and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's kind of funny that Mom is viewing my house as Fat Camp.  What do y'all think?  Anything you think I can do to make Mom drop a couple pounds while she's visiting?&lt;br /&gt;I've already told her we'll be working out 4-5 days a week, and she'll be adding a lot of soy, dairy, and fiber to her diet.  Any other tips?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-5163153028136782263?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/5163153028136782263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=5163153028136782263' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5163153028136782263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/5163153028136782263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/06/fat-camp.html' title='Fat Camp'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957271110264887173.post-8830725812421072356</id><published>2007-01-06T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T18:24:50.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From YAWN to Come Hither</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm starting my new blog.  My goal will mostly be about how I'm trying to better myself in 2007.  Mostly, I'm looking at myself aesthetically, but I will also be trying to better my social and financial situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to blog at least once each week.  Comments are encouraged and appreciated.  I'll do a first official blog later this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957271110264887173-8830725812421072356?l=fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/feeds/8830725812421072356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957271110264887173&amp;postID=8830725812421072356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8830725812421072356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957271110264887173/posts/default/8830725812421072356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromyawntocomehither.blogspot.com/2007/01/from-yawn-to-come-hither.html' title='From YAWN to Come Hither'/><author><name>Kim L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18396647068873438643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ul9SOw_G7Dc/SHNiSQJC6jI/AAAAAAAAABw/UPFiSSZOj-I/S220/lisa+wedding.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
