Feed My Frankenstein Happy New Year, Dear Friends! Well, the Hubster and I rang in the New Year as we do every year: sleeping. We're such party animals, ne? Of course, I have to work today (and I'm getting paid double time to type this) so it was fine with me to snore right through the festivities. Also, as I get older, I have more and more issues with being in large groups of drunken people, mainly for two reasons: 1) I don't want to be driving home when those drunk people are. At the end of 2007, I made a momentous decision to stop the insanity of the prednisone winning over the battle of the Valkyrie's bulge, and I joined Weight Watchers. So yes, now I'm counting every single point value of every single morsel of food that crosses my lips. And I gotta say, sometimes I really really really hate the notion. And I haven't even been doing it a week. On the other hand, I've been eating more vegetables than ever before, more salads, etc, and I'm eating a whole thing of celery a day. When are they going to make chocolate-flavored celery? I think I asked about that some time ago. Why celery? Oh, why not? Besides, it's crunchy and I have a bit of an oral fixation. Thank heavens I never started smoking. Hubster, however, is very happy about my oral fixation. Ba-dum-ching! Speaking of Hubster, he is being very very supportive. He's hoping to be a beneficiary of my being on the program, although I know that he will lose his Buddha Belly™ faster than I will lose my Thunder Thighs™, but he's also aware of that and preparing himself for my wrath on the matter. He's such a good guy. Did any of y'all make New Year's Resolutions? I made two: 1) Don't be so hard on myself. Another thing I just recently did was have another surgical procedure on my tummy, although this one was to remove a weird ugly growth on my skin surface. In these days of squamous skin cell cancer, I wasn't taking any chances. I had a good experience with the little procedure, and the doctor had a good sense of humor, although I did watch the movie Coma that day at work. Thank heavens I didn't have general anaesthesia! Heh-heh. So I now have five little stitches on my tummy about 4 inches above my belly button, a vertical seam about 6 inches long beneath my belly button, and a horizontal seam about 8 inches across in my bikini crease. I got Frankenstein Belly. I got Frankenstein Belly
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