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Supplement This!

As I nestle into the 50’s, I’ve noticed some rather disturbing likenesses between my parents and myself.  Now, they are in their 80’s and are therefore expected to have less than reliable memories and knees and hips requiring repairs.  It’s also normal to see them throw ten or twenty pills down in a twenty four hour span. I’ve spent many years shaking my head and vowing to be as different from them as night and day. I will not be a slave to prescription drugs nor will I take a suppliment for every little thing that comes along. Right? I was doing quite well on my no pill diet until my cholestrol showed up in digits high enough to stop an elephants heart mid beat. That was the beginning. A little Lipitor for that along with something  herbal. Well, two or three herbal things, actually. Need to get that under control.  Then came the “change”! Oh, yes, I am in the midst of the ever so dreaded change. Go crazy or break down and take some flax, nighttime rose hips, femal, soy, etc.  There now. That’s not so bad. Just a few suppliments here and there. I’m no spring chicken after all. Oh, the…

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Be Mine, Valentine!

There was a time when Valentine’s Day meant slipping coyly between the sheets wearing  skimpy bits of satan and lace after a glass or two of champagne and a heart shaped box of Sees’ Chocolates. Those were the days, weren’t they? Remember how it was before babies? When we were young and firm and everything was right  where it was supposed to be?  Me neither. Yet, I suppose I could try it again. Just for laughs–for old times sake. Dig out one of those teddies and try to stuff myself into it. Then put on some stilletoes and prance around the house. The problem is, I’ll fall and break my neck in those stupid shoes and the teddies are long gone along with the fit little body they adorned.  I always remind myself that the girl I used to be is still here, somewhere. She’s just tucked away under a nice layer of life. Youth is over-rated anyway. It doesn’t come with experience, knowledge, patience and tolerance. Those are character traits we earn through years and years of groveling our way through the traumas and terrors and pitt falls of reality. You know–raising kids, living from pay check to pay check, loving the relatives, wondering where all the friends went and…

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Men-O-Pause

Interesting word, isn’t it? Menopause. Men-o-pause. Who ever came up with that word was trying to relay a very important message. I’m sure of it. I have hot flashes. When they happen, I need to separate myself from anything that produces heat, like my husband.  I take a pause from my man. Hummmm. Sometimes, my hot flashes make me cranky. Just sometimes. When that happens, I separate myself from anyone around me, usually my husband, so I don’t do anything I’ll regret, like rip his face off. And then there are those special times when menopause causes my body to crave dark rich chocolates in enormous quantities which are never enough. When that happens I need to separate myself from anyone who looks at me while shaking their head and says, “just remember this when you get on the scale in the morning.” That would be my husband. Every once in a while, I have the menopausal bloats. When that happens, I ask my husband, “Do these jeans make me look fat?”  If he is suddenly frozen in place, like an ice statue with a slight tremble, I separate myself from him so I don’t force a lie out of the…

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Home Sweet Home

When we were first married, my husband and I would occasionally take a drive through the worst neighborhoods in town. You know, the kind that encourage windows to be rolled up and doors to be locked. The kind that had us scrunching down in the seat wishing the car windows were tinted much darker. I was often appalled to discover homes occupied that should have been condemned and yards full of trash and abandoned cars instead of swing sets and nice new minivans. The point was to remind us both of how lucky we were to live in our humble little house in a safe and friendly neighborhood where it was still OK to take the dog for an evening walk and for kids to ride their bikes in the street. Every now and then it’s good for all of us to look beyond the safety net we’ve never lived without. Last evening, we entered the house after vacationing in Mexico for a week and were totally struck at how lucky we are. Looking beyond the beautiful condo we stayed in on the pristine sandy beach with fabulous restaurants only a short walk away, is always an eye opener.  Little…

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Hasta Luego!

Tomorrow morning I’ll board the plane taking me to paradise. I’m sorry to say, I only lost 8 of the 12 pounds I intended to lose. So, the 12 pounds in 28 days didn’t go as well as planned, but that’s OK.  I gave it a good shot and I’m happy with myself. It was a pretty aggressive goal anyway. A friend told me that she subscribes to the theory that muscle weighs more than fat so if it werent’ for all the muscle I’ve gained I would surely have lost the entire 12 pounds.  Thank you, Ann!  I’ll go with that! Until next week, Mary Ann

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So I Thought I Was Done!

I’ve had my hands full lately, helping out friends and family in different ways. It got me thinking about the old saying that a mothers job is never done and how true it is. I’ve spent a lot of time wanting to be done over the years yet there never seams to be an end to it. Looking back, I realize just about the time I thought I’d get some sleep, the baby’s cry would cancel that! Just about the time I’d gotten kids down for the night, one of them would need a glass of water, have a nightmare, throw up, wet the bed, or cough all night. Just about the time I thought I was done, I found myself waiting up until curfew, doing the mom breathalyzer test, checking the mileage on the car and worrying to death that they might make the wrong choices. Just about the time I thought I was done, I became a wedding planner for the most important day of their lives, responsible for the memory they would carry with them forever. Just about the time I thought I was done, I found myself wanting every holiday to be the best one yet,…

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Counting Down in a Whisper

Mexico is seven days away. I’ve been avoiding the subject because in the big count down, I pledged to lose 12 pounds in 28 days. Well, it just seamed like a piece of cake when I started out, but something has happened. The first 6 pounds flew off like dust in a hurricane. I was thrilled and confident. Surely the next 6 would be just as easy. Wouldn’t you think I’d know by now?  If it were so easy, I’d be light as a feather all the time. So, I’m fessing up here. I still have 6 pounds to go in one tiny short week.  I’m working hard at it especially in light of the rule I made. Remember I said I wouldn’t board the plane unless I met my goal?  I’ll tell you right now, I totally plan to break that rule. I will, though, be honest about it. I’ll exercise like a crazy person and eat like a humming bird. Who knows? Anything is possible. So, I’m cheering on anyone doing this with me. We have seven day to reach our goal. I say, let’s get on the floor and start crunching! P.S. I hate this! Later, Mary…

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Are We Soggy Yet?

Everything is getting soggy. Even my dogs are squishy, ring-me-out, soggy. Have you walked across your lawn lately? Don’t do it. You could drown out there or sink down in mud so deep you’ll never be seen again.  It’s like the quick sand in those old Tarzan movies where some guy on safari has fallen in. He struggles to get hold of a good strong branch in order to pull himself out. He grasps it just in the nick of time and we all exhale only to suddenly gasp again! The branch turns out to be a king cobra.  We say our goodbyes. Next thing we see is his safari hat sitting on top of the quick sand, marking the spot. Well, it might not be quite that bad, and I’m probably the only one who remembers those old Tarzan movies anyway, but you get my drift. It’s a tough time of year for us Pacific Northwest folks. The Holiday Season is behind us, the decorations all put away, there’s nothing left to celebrate.  We look forward to spring but let’s face it, spring is a long ways away. By mid February we’re desperate. The dark rainy short days really start getting us down.…

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Secrets

Picture of me in 1971 We all have our secrets. Mine is that I used to be a mermaid.  I lived in Puget Sound, rather cold waters for our kind but we’d grown up here and didn’t want to migrate south.  We developed thick scales to hold in the warmth of the sun. They held in the heat like solar panels. As you can imagine, we took advantage of every sunny day that came along, even at the risk of getting spotted by curious humans.  That was always funny, particularly the fisherman. They tend to nip at the bottle when they’re out on the water for a while, so I’m sure they often wondered what kind of trick their minds were playing on them when they saw us.  Some of them would get out the binoculars, wondering what the heck that was, laying on a jutting rock in the distance or a dock outside an abondoned cabin. Sometimes, they’d get all excited and pull up anchor, reel in the lines and start the motor, cautiously approaching, hoping not to scare off whatever it was they were seeing. Hoping it really was what they thought it just might be! It was…

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What the Blog!

Somehow, I’ve managed to mess up my web site.  All of my pictures have disappeared, but only on my computer. So today’s blog will have no picture. I will have a web site with boring blogs until I figure out what I did and how to fix it. Some of us just aren’t cut out for anything more advanced than an electric mixer.  That’s me. The electric mixer in a world of advanced technology. I bet I’m the only one still wearing an apron in the kitchen too! Well, some of us get food all over the place when cooking and unfortunately, that would be me. A kitchen slob, but a reasonably good cook so who cares? Regardless to all of the above, what really counts is that there are only 16 days left in the count down to Mexico! Yes! I’m on schedule with only 6 pounds to go. I know I can do it! Even if I have to wire my jaw shut or have Patrick drop me off 50 miles away from home, I’ll diet and exercise my way to my goal. The thing is, if I don’t make it, I don’t get to board the plane.…

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