Hooo Whee!

I just came from a community meeting for my portion of the apartment complex I live in. It was about the yahoos who sit in the courtyard until all hours defying the house rules and keeping people like me up. It was frustrating, this meeting. No stone was left unthrown and yet, it was still entirely unproductive.

But I don't want to talk about that because it's just sending me into frustration spirals. So let's do a little talkback from the comments section.

First, breaking news, I just got a comment from Kate Hellman from CA about Jay and I want her to know, if she stops back that, I'll look for her at the memorial. She's got a leg up on me, though, since if she pokes around here a little she'll find pictures of me. Kate, look for me, please, I'd love to say hello tomorrow. I am looking forward to seeing the show but am trying to remind myself that it will be so different without Jay live and in person.

On to the more frivolous, to everyone who said I look good, thank you! And a special shoutout to Chrome for using the phrase, "Hotsie Totsie." From the heavens my grandfather just fell in love with you for that.

Miflohny is pretty much living through all the stuff I am weight-wise but with the added excitement of sleep deprivation and breastfeeding. We should probably go thrift store shopping together. This whole cycle is why I buy a basic uniform. A get a few pairs of pants that are OK for work then I buy like 10 t-shirts or turtlenecks/long sleeved tees depending on the weather and I mix and match for every day. It makes the day to day better although now I've got a whole wardrobe of uniform separates that just don't quite work. Anyway, I hear that the whole sugar craving thing is pretty normal for breastfeeding. I think it was Carmencita who said she could have eaten a cake a day while breastfeeding. I say, if it's what the baby requires then, tough though it may be, you're obligated to eat a cake a day. About going back to the low fat diet when you have to I have only sympathy. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

On the weight loss, I have been exercising but nothing too strenuous. I replaced my bus ride to and from the train with a 20 minute walk, so that was something. I added walking in other places, too. I think, though I can't prove it, that I sometimes replaced eating with walking. Times when I would have planned what to eat when I got home I planned where to walk the dog or how to get someone to go walking with me so I'd walk farther or longer. I also have been going to floor barre faithfully, not counting the 6 weeks where my arm was all f'd up. I don't know if not skipping those weeks would have made the weight come off faster or if my body is used to the floor barre and it doesn't make much of a difference anymore. I do know that I took 2 classes in one week for the first time over the 4th of July week and I still didn't lose any weight that week. It's possible that one class balanced out one piece of pizza and a glass of wine but how much would that suck, huh?

I think I am going to keep going with the Weight Watchers. Predictably I think I'm going to go with the waffly, "Put the goal at 125 and feel free to stop anywhere with a 2 in the middle." Kath, and others, articulated it for me, which was something I needed. I will feel better if I have a little wiggle room to stay within the acceptable health margins. At 125 I'd have 15 pounds between me and questionable health, but I'd be fine with a 5-7 lb. buffer as well. There's just something psychologically satisfying about being in the 120s. So, on we go. I'll continue to try my best not to be boring about it. It's the thought that counts, right?

I still owe us all a pre-reunion post and I think I will get to it. In brief, I'm looking forward to it. I'm nervous about the daytime part because that's going to be family oriented and I'm not bringing my family. I'm pretty sure it's no dogs allowed anyway. It's harder to just drop into a closed family unit conversation. It's harder to do that in daylight. It's harder to do it before you've gotten the lay of the land. It's just hard. The evening thing I think I can hack. I'll have a glass of wine to lower the willies and to keep my hands occupied. I have some sort of homebase friends at each event. I'm also going to be seeing a number of other folk both from my class and the classes around it. Keep your fingers crossed for me that the drummer will manage to get in touch with me so we can talk for a bit, maybe go for a drink or a coffee.

In case you didn't see it, Kath confirmed that Em is not the last of the old guard. Five is still doing well and his family had a birthday party in the park for him during off leash hours a few weeks ago. That was good to hear.

Quick clarification for Clemo, my birthday is the 9th so I'd have to look for holidays on the 10th. He did find one on the 11th, the founding date for The Corporation for Relief of Poor and Distressed Widows and Children of Presbyterian Ministers. Given my Scottish heritage and that my almost father-in-law was a Presbyterian minister that one seems a good fit for me, though.

I still haven't checked out the pet insurance dealio with pre-existing conditions. Someone keep on me about that, will you, please?

Anyhoo, I've got almost 3 hours between work and Jay's memorial tomorrow. I plan to bring the renewed camera with me and walk from work in midtown to the Duplex in the West Village with a couple of stops for errands and food taking pictures all the way. I'm still thinking about what I'll wear. I don't have any Christmasy clothes, though that's what I'd like to wear since I think that's what Jay would do. I'll go with some bright colors and I'll bring my singing voice...and tissues.