Life is good

Who feels healthy?
Me!
(Well, let's discount 2 weeks of vertigo episodes and a hyper-extended knee thingy)

Who has lost weight or feels super thin?
Not me!

So, the weight loss has stalled, never really started, despite solid following of Weight Watchers, no diet soda in a month, all fresh stuff, walking, etc. I've had the blood work and I'm still taking the liver pill things and I'm told it might take two years to detox from the episode last January. So...

I'm just embracing it. Angela and I went and bought some new clothes that fit really well and are really cute and I feel so good about that. I have ordered new tennis shoes per directions regarding knee issues. My blood pressure is fine. Our house is really clean (like ridiculously clean). I'm loving watching baseball and catching up on movies and planning National Night Out for our Block Club. I'm writing my sitcom pilot and getting way too excited about the possibility that it might be made. I'm making new, exciting food. I bought a fresh pepper grinder and four new kinds of cheese. I made my own croutons and am eating fruit like crazy. Oh, and avocados are on sale. This is when living in Southern California rocks.

I'm happy. For the most part. People in my life are hurting. Dying. Struggling. Sad. And while I pray and do what I can, I worry that it's never enough. But I keep on because really, that's all there is.

Today I splurged on a $14 car wash. It felt so luxurious. Yesterday we got Ang's car washed. Sunday I got my new pants and my new shirt dirty getting out of her car so it was time. I try to wash them myself but just haven't done it. Scrubbing the kitchen floor for six hours last week was enough for me.

Life is good. I remind myself of that daily. Hourly. God is good. So good.

I am networking more, meeting people for lunch, coffee, going out to readings and events. Life is good. I remind myself of that.

My parents are coming to visit in less than two weeks. We've got plans and new recipes to make and things to do and movies to watch and games to play and then we've got like three weeks and we head to Michigan for summer! YAY! Life is good.

I am so blessed. I remind myself of that. I am not the weight I wish I was at but I am determined not to let that define me. I am strong. I use my legs to stand for hours on end and volunteer at Homeless Lunch. I have big strong arms that hit the golf ball almost 300 yards. I love that. I would not trade that for anything. (Says the girl with the "How to Get the First Lady's Arms" magazine article clipped to her wall.) I have ears that hear the music I blare all day and the baseball games at night. I have eyes that watch too much TV and love it all. I have fingers that type really fast and help me send my story to the world (still reeling from the fact that Nia Vardalos read my blog on Monday!).

Life is good.
So good.