VA Hospital & Grocery shopping

OK, today was my ex-husband's day @ the VA hospital, and then on to our six week 'grocery shopping' trip.........meaning I shop according to his 'list', including exact amounts & exact brands..do not waiver from the list...OMG, this is an adventure to say the least. Today, we are going to a 'store' we have never been to before......A Latino Store with a Grand Opening Sale! I swear to GOD!, I was in there for over two hours.........BUT, I came out with TWO shopping carts of food, and spent $102.00! He actually purchased over 40# of meat in the deal.........I am not kidding, folks. It was unreal. Mounds & mounds of fresh fruit & veggies, and a variety of canned goods & dried goods.....UNBELIEVABLE.............WalMart.........you stink

Wait, Weight, What's you're problem....

Well, the problem is, is everything in my life is in a wait and weight mode. My daughter, Vicki had lap band surgery a few months ago. Like, six months ago. She has lost 45 pounds to date....kinda slow, but that is how she wants to lose her weight. Soooo, Miss Me is thinking, 'boy, this is really a slow process', however, miss me has probably gained five pounds since her surgery :-) She is really showing her efforts at this writing. She has probably dropped MAJOR sizes in her clothing So, now I am envious! Sunday morning I started this big time low carb diet...I know it really works, cuz I've seen it happen in other people. Persistance is the game, and I have to get creative in my menu in order to make it through a few months. Being fat is such a bitch.............

Why do I feel guilty for sleeping late....& everything else?

It's 8:45 saturday morning & my phone is ringing....been awake, but still dozing. rrrrring, rrrring......(where's my damn teeth?) oh, here they are, under my pillow. 'Uh, hello'. 'Mother, are you still asleep'? 'No', my voice answers sounding like a foghorn...'you are too' says my daughter, laughing. 'Do you have any good coffee, (meaning Starbucks) all we have is '8 o'clock' 'sorry, that is all I have too'. Then I start to justify why it took me so long to answer.......does she even care if I am sleeping or not? No. It's me & my mind feeling guilty for still being in bed. I don't know why I think I'm supposed to be up & productive. What is up with that? I'm nearly seventy, retired, and have no one to answer to, yet I'm feeling guilty. Does Medicare pay for therapy?

My best friend Katy

Some days are good, and some, are just better....Today was one of those 'just better' days. My best friend in this world came to visit, and it was a great day. She is Katy, we have been friends since probably around 1980. We know the 'in's & out's' of each other, and have an acceptance of one other including all our warts. Warts are hard to accept for some people, but not us. We have no expectations. It's nice to have someone to speak with openly.......and take down your Christmas lights that are dangling from the rooftop in April.

I love you, Katy, warts or not.......fran

I'm a Great Grandmother

I just became a great grandmother. Sara Presley Wells was born @1:37pm, Monday, March 30th. She is a beautiful, healthy girl weighing in @7lbs 5oz, & is 19 &1/2 inches long, with white blond hair. After I turned 40 I started thinking about becoming a grandmother, but being a great grandmother never really entered my mind. No, it doesn't make me feel any older. In fact, in my case, nothing really makes 'me feel any older'. The years keep adding on, but I feel the same. Well.......until I look in a mirror, and see The Big Fat Truth Looking Back At Me!