Grandma is sick of being a "fatty, fatty, 2 by 4, who can't get through a bathroom door"

Here is that "before" picture as I promised...UGH! I am no longer curves just a sherman tank all the way down. My hands are still pretty small, my face isn't too double-chinned, when my ankles aren't full of fluid they are skinny as are my feet. Lower arms are thin too! Just trying to make a list to self of the good things...hehe!

My husband is #1 to me...and weight loss dribble!

Okay, I am trying so very hard to lose weight and get in shape for all the obvious reasons...energy, appearance, initiate better health, play with the grand-kids, step-kids and hyper-active husband, be more comfortable, wear attractive clothes instead of clothes that hide my chubbiness, sleep better.....

But if you are on a fitness program do NOT stop if you can help it. It is so much harder to start when out of shape.

My girlfriend, Victorian, suggested we join a gym together. We would do a BodyPump class on M-W-F, and on T & TH we would do a routine with the machines and floor exercises. We signed up this last Tues. I felt okay until today. Everything ached and I am the fattest one in the class. I weighed in at 213. This was so disheartening to me to find out that this is what I weigh. This, after trying very hard to cut back and try to be a little more active.

I called Milo on the way home so sad that I physically felt so bad. I cried to him about being the biggest one in the room. He said, (pay attention husbands) "Yeah, but I bet you were the most beautiful". If he had not been however far away I could have kissed him. I was feeling very ugly. I am getting weepy here just recalling it.

I just could not believe my eyes whenever I looked at my "stature and form" in the mirrors. She'd say to make sure we were holding ourselves just right by checking it in the mirror. I was having a hard enough time DURING THE CLASS not to cry whenever I would look at my body in the morror. (BTW crying, to me, is synonymous with menopause, though I am better than I was).

I am so ashamed that I have let myself down this much. I was afraid of re-injuring my back and neck. With good reason too, I often have extreme pain in my back and neck still whenever I have to do anything strenuous. I have arthritis so bad in my joints some days it is unbearable to move.

But, alas, I am sick of my excuse-making and dead or alive I am committing to doing this.

No longer am I going to play that crazy-mental mind game of "what I used to be, look like, and do".

I am only halfway through with my life and there is so much more I want to do with it.

*Regarding RELATIONSHIPS during menopause*

I was reading a description from the book "The Wisdom Of Menopause"....

'What's really going on is that the new self you're becoming is no longer willing to accept less than she deserves or is capable of receiving from others.'.....and

'Accompanying our sharper vision is the willingness to speak up about what we won't tolerate anymore. Midlife gives us new wisdom and the courage to voice it.'


That is EXACTLY how I am feeling, no more VICTIM. I do not need to be walked all over or treated with disprespect. My friendships that I choose now are only with those who are uplifting, encouraging and supportive. Life is too short to waste it away with unhealthy people!!

Kelly and Ian

More grandkids shots.....

These are all just random shots

of Tiffany's family! These are the

most recent ones. I just love the

spirit you can see in the face of

each child. They seem to enjoy

life to the fullest!

Ellie turns 3

~ I am 3~




Playing in the sandbox she got from her G'Pa McNeil and G'Ma Sue





Hanging out with one of her friends!




Watering her flowers outside before the party starts!