Why I Blog

Why a blog?  I have to admit, I don’t usually have time to read them, let alone write one of my own.  But I’ve decided I’m going to live forever, and my previous lifestyle didn’t improve my chances – it got to the point I couldn’t even climb up the stairs to get to bed without having heart palpitations – and I had to clean up my act so my kids could have their mother for a while.

I started exercising, researching what to eat (I swear, I thought bread was its own food group and that I really should be eating a loaf of it every day), and even started to look at vitamins, supplements, and alternative medicine.

I’ve been on numerous diets, including the Low Fat Diet, the Low Calorie Diet, the Divorce Diet (lost 225 pounds on that one but didn’t look any different), the Low Carb Diet (both South Beach and Atkins), the HCG Diet, and even, for a while, the Pancake Diet (one I made up myself – didn’t lose any weight but I felt much better the week of finals!).

Through trial and error, I have figured out the key is to just make better choices.  I’ve lost weight and can climb stairs with ease and can chase my grandson around without throwing out my back.  (Check out my before and after pics and you’ll see what I mean! Coming soon!)

So many people have asked me for my secret, or this recipe or that, that I decided I was time to just start my own blog.  I know nothing about computers (when I was growing up, Pong was HOT!) so my daughter promised to help me out with the details.

My weight still goes up and down and I will always have to watch what I eat.  My husband is a diabetic – another slap in the face – and my kids are at risk for diabetes as well, but they are all picky eaters, so the main challenge is to make it fun and up to their exacting culinary standards (try competing with Taco Bell, and you see what I mean!)

My husband is very supportive, and eats all my mistakes (I can tell if he really doesn’t like it when he calls it “interesting.”)  My kids are much more critical and let me know if something tastes like crap.  My daughter has graciously volunteered to add her opinion to anything I post here (she’s also my editor, both online and in life).

As Orson Welles said, "My doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four. Unless there are three other people."

And so here we go….