You know the White Christmas song right? The Bing singing it. It is a Christmas classic. Well, my perversion on the theme is that I am and have been dreaming of hitting ONEderland for SIX days. My weight has gone neither up nor down for 6 days! I am so close to being in the 100's, for the first time in over 12 years, that I can taste it. Does that mean I am trying to literally taste it? No.
Food is a bit of an issue for the moment. Since the disastrous pizza incident the night before Thanksgiving, I have not been very hungry for anything. I do, however, enjoy radishes and boiled peanuts very much right now. I have also partaken of very small slivers of my homemade pecan pie that was left over from Thanksgiving (only twice). It is long gone now as the dh devoured the rest.
Will I see the 100's? Yes. I know it is going to happen, but land-sakes when? It seems like such a milestone to me.
Latest dilemma- I have not purchased any clothing for myself during the downslide with the exception of 2 pieces of warm gear to play tennis in. No bras, no jeans- nothing. I am making what I have work or some have been gracious enough to pass along some of their cast-offs. It is fine, but I became aware that I needed 1 pair of black boots to complement several of the things that I can actually wear especially during this festivity rich holiday season. I bought a knee-high pair this weekend which I did not zip in the store because I had jeans on. I took them home to try. The right one zips up all the way. The left zips up until about 4-5 inches below my knee. I measured then proceeded to tape measure my calves to determine the problem. My right calf is 16.5 inches. My left is 17 inches. The dilemma is deciding whether to keep the boots in hopes of dropping more "calf" weight or take them back and give up?
All of these issues make for great avoidance of the real stressors of the holidays, yes?