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Insane or Plump, pick one....

In my last "This one is for the girls" blog post, you got a big ol' dose of whining from me. Sorry about that, but....let me tell you, this mid 40's hormone thing has been rocking my world.  Good news on that front....well good and bad.  The good news is, when I finally went to the Dr. he was great.  He really seemed to get what I was experiencing--- for some reason that surprised me.  I guess I am not the first 45 year old woman who came to him thinking she was losing her cookies.

The good news is, I am doing about a 1000 times better.  The bad news is, now that I am not calming my nerves with wine so often (which has a great side effect of killing my appetite)...... I am eating.  I feel like I am eating anything that is not nailed down.  I know I already look plenty "healthy" (voluptuous, pleasantly plump, full figured....what ever nice descriptor you prefer), but if I keep noshing at this pace, I am going to be as fat as Santa by Christmas.  I haven't really gained weight yet, but I know it is coming.  If you don't actually get on the scale, that means you haven't gained anything right?? LOL. Wishful thinking. Well I guess it is to much to ask to be sane & slim at the same time.  I have to chose my battles.  For right now I choose sanity, and I'll try to eat less mini snickers bars.

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