happy solstice.

Happy solstice. Did you catch the eclipse? I didn't. I slept thru it. Hopefully Belle saw it from her airplane. I have to remember to ask her.

It's been a long time since I posted.

Excuses: It's cold. I was sick a couple of days. Final exams. Making runs to airports. Mary Liz back from Puerto Rico with sore leg, so old dependable that forces me to walk, isn't.

Just excuses. No action. I'm lazy—pure and simple. But I must stop.

I've been eating (and drinking!) a lot since there is a party with calorie laden food at every doorway, so I need to walk.The nutritionist would like to see another eight pounds gone on January 3 when I go back. I'm hoping to break even.

So the weather should be clearer this week, maybe the high 30s. That's great walking weather. I'm going to go out Wednesday with Betsy. We did go out for a bit in the cold Friday. But I stopped at the Wine & Spirit Shoppe on the way home and there is a Cold Stone Creamery next door. Let's just say that walk didn't count!

I went with Sharon to the gym on Sunday morning and did the bike for 20 minutes at #7. Whatever that means.

So the plan is to walk, even for a little while, everyday till the third. I think on Christmas Day I'm going to go to Big Rock Park, aka Bauer Rock. The hike isn't far but the view is supposed to be great. It's near Bonnie's and that's where I'm having dinner.

Some people have asked me about the nutritionist. Why haven't I said anything else? How's it going?

It's simple. It wasn't what was I looking for. She had her agenda—weight loss. It wasn't mine. I've done all the things she's talking about already. That's when I got stuck and needed help. I don't need to spend money for printouts from the net. I know that my problem lines not as much in portion control but what I eat and in what combination. Clearly too much sugar and carbs. Her solution to that is to eat more animal protein to keep you fuller longer. I would like to eat less animal protein, not more. Quasi vegetarian would suit me well. There seems to be no adjustments in the diet for lifestyle.

Last time she acknowledged that I real do eat a pretty balanced diet. Lots of fruits and veggies, whole grains, ect. Not burgers and fries every night, which I think is the stereotype for fat people. She acknowledged that more than likely I am a food addict. I figured that out the first night. I eat from stress. Reduce my stress and the weight and issues go away. Anybody want a roommate? Oh, and I need one job, not three. Apparently she doesn't read the papers. We're in the middle of the great recession. I should thank god that I have three jobs. She suggested therapy. Great, who's gonna pay for it? Obama's health care bill doesn't stand a snowballs chance in hell of making it to execution stage.

Bottom line. I've lost about eight pounds on her scale. That puts me me still plus two on the scale from the doctor. She thinks I should be excited. I'm not. I look at it as gaining two pounds. If she knew me at all she'd know that not only is the glass never half full, but it has a crack, and is leaking profusely.

Can't wait till it's over.