Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The best feeling ever

First a diet update. I told you last week that I lost 2.2 pounds. I hadn’t really believed it that morning. I actually had Nick come in to see the scales. I got off and shook them, got on and off a couple of times and it still read the same, down 2.2 for the week. That was Friday morning. By Sunday evening it was all back. Negative thought began creeping in, “You should never have told them. Now they’ll know you blew it. Blah, Blah, Blah…” But taking all the advice and support you have all sent I didn’t give in and feel like a failure. I just kept with the program and tried to stay with my WW points, and exercise. By mid week it wasn’t looking too good. I still hung on, drank lots of water and prayed.

This past Friday I crawled on the scales, (drum roll, please) down .2 pounds!! Clearly not a ton but I lost! I think just not gaining would have been enough but this felt good. Weekends are really hard for me. For one thing we eat at Nick’s moms. Paula Dean has nothing on my little MIL. Yesterday this 87 year-old, cooked for the usual, about the 16 of us. We had smoked pork, chicken and dumplings (my very favorite), mashed potatoes, green beans, Crowder peas, corn, mac and cheese, cooked apples, homemade biscuits, yeast rolls, black berry cobbler, lemon cake and coconut pie with ice cream. What am I supposed to do? I’ve been able to not go crazy or I wouldn’t have lost for the past 9 weeks straight but it’s tough sometimes.

Tomorrow my grade level is bringing food for the staff Thanksgiving celebration. The 7th grade did this for Halloween and I didn’t even go in the room where it was all spread out. But I have to help tomorrow. I’ve made a blueberry angel food cake. Mollie has wanted to try some receipts she’s found on Pinterest so she made me 3 loaves of banana/cream cheese bread and then some pumpkin/cream cheese truffles dipped in white chocolate. So… We ate out with friends Saturday night, lunch at MIL's Sunday, Mollie cooked a Sunday night supper (I usually skip Sunday supper), enough food at school to send an elephant into a coma and then back to my MIL’s for Thanksgiving dinner Thursday night before heading back for regular Sunday lunch next week. And I think I just gain 3 pounds typing all this.

Some of you may have looked at the title and now think that losing is the best feeling ever – nope. Not even close, I’m getting to that. Back when I first came out to Nick I was so happy and excited about the change in my feelings that I had to do something concrete to celebrate – to acknowledge the change. I did two things immediately – I began letting my hair grow out of the tight curly perm I’d had for over 20 years and kept it straight (Nick and the kids told me it was a wonderful improvement) and the second thing I did was begin sleeping in the nude. I realize for those of you with little kids at home this wouldn’t be practical, but I have to tell you I love it!!

The best feeling - the very best feeling in the world is crawling into bed with Nick. I’m usually very cold (we turn our heat down at night). My side of the bed is downright icy, but as I slip in Nick turns and envelops me in his warm arms and pulls me to him. He’ll cup my breast, then rub my butt as I press against him for warmth. It’s bliss. To lay there in his arms, so loved, so protected, this has to be a little preview of heaven itself. It’s the best feeling ever.

Written by PK at 1:00 AM

13 comments

13 Comments:

At 7:37 AM, Blogger sunnygirl said...

I think I gained 3lbs just reading the post. Good Luck.

 
At 8:10 AM, Blogger Mikki said...

I'm so happy for you and your best feeling ever!! I completely relate!

 
At 8:20 AM, Blogger faerie said...

You can send me those pumpkin cream cheese truffles, they sound devine. The things I'll do to help a friend. lol. Naked in your guys arms = heaven, I agree.

 
At 8:29 AM, Blogger Paul said...

PK, I think this week the odds are just too high.
Your best feeling ever, is really great.
Love and warm hugs,
Paul.

 
At 9:56 AM, Blogger Florida Dom said...

I loved your last two sentences. How good to be in his arms, so loved and and protected. I can imagine it is a preview of heaven itself. So good you can experience the best feeling ever. Good luck on a wonderful future.

FD

 
At 11:00 AM, Blogger ronnie said...

Nothing so wonderful than to snuggle up to your man in bed.

Mollie's loaves sound delicious.

Love,
Ronnie
xx

 
At 11:18 AM, Blogger Kitty said...

I can understand why it would be hard to lose weight with all that wonderful food around. Wow, I love cobbler, and many of the other items you mentioned, too!

Good luck with eating in moderation:).

Love,
Kitty

 
At 12:33 PM, Blogger Rogue said...

Wrapped in your man's arms is heaven! And so is Thanksgiving food. Enjoy the day. We'll all take a long walk Friday! Congrats on the weight loss. :)

 
At 1:19 PM, Blogger Heather1 said...

This week I am not worrying about loosing weight. My goal is to maintain my weight. Not gaining at Thanksgiving is as good as loosing if it was a normal week.

If you do gain a little, just get back on the plan and don't get it get you down. I've been going to WW for almost a year now and am at a 16 lb weight loss. My guy says at least you haven't gained it back. So don't loose hope.

We'll be here to encourage you.
hugs,
heather1

 
At 7:05 PM, Blogger Conina said...

I am in total agreement with you on the best feeling ever. I adore being all tangled up with my man, skin to skin. So good.

 
At 7:32 PM, Blogger kiwigirliegirl said...

well done well done well done and oh my goodness can i borrow your MIL??? yummmmmm
i found that even thought its hard to cope with a gain you take the good with the bad, its a journey - and as long as you take one day at a time you will be fine :)
and i know that feeling snuggling up in bed at night in teh arms of each other...nothing like it in the world
love an dhugs kiwi xxx

 
At 9:30 PM, Blogger PK said...

Sunnygirl,
LOL! I see you understand my problem.

Mikki,
Isn’t it wonderful?

Faerie,
I’m just do glad my daughter is learning to cook – not from me but from the internet. I remember when she got tall enough to reach the microwave (about age 8) my first thought was I never have to cook again, she can keep herself alive. But those truffles were really great. She’s making more for the family Thanksgiving. And yep, heaven on earth.

Paul,
I’m afraid you’re right. Thankfully Nick will wrap himself around me regardless of my size.

FD,
Nick always makes me feel this way. It’s hard for me to remember how we slept for 23 years – not touching.

Ronnie,
They were delicious! Snuggling is the best part of winter.

Kitty,
I am surrounded by great cooks. My MIL is old school, everything from scratch. It’s soooo good. I’m working on the moderation.

Rogue,
I wish we could take a nice long walk together. Nick and I did that this afternoon, the weather was great.

Heather1,
You’re right – not only haven’t you gained back, if you’re like me it also means you haven’t put on another 10 pounds or so. I was gaining a little every year so it’s what I lose plus what I would have gained.

Nick (who is my weight policeman – thankfully) says a one pound gain by Thursday morning is acceptable – no more and then back on the losing trail.

Conina,
Skin to skin, mmmm…

Kiwi,
My MIL is a wonderful little woman, 87, about 90 pounds and could work me into the ground on my best day. I’m keeping her!

 
At 8:44 AM, Blogger Terpsichore said...

sounds wonderful....

 

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