Dear Blog

Dear Blog,
As your owner, I am afraid that I have really let you down. I've neglected you, left you in the corner to collect dust while I sat in grumpy silence on my little weight loss plateau. I am sorry.
The truth is, I wasn't exactly hiding from you but I was just a bit pissed at the lack of progress on our little journey together. Totally me, it wasn't you at all. I don't want to quit you Blog. I really don't.
I actually do better when I faithfully write to you each and every day, it keeps me honest and it's a great way to chronicle our progress, or lack there of.
But today, I have a surprise for you!! I lost 4.5 pounds over the weekend!! It seems that Larry's surgery has helped me, along with helping him. It feels like we're in this thing together and in support of his first week after surgery (you remember that dark time when we had to endure clear liquids for two weeks?) I am eating less and eating better. And low and behold! it works when you work it. I broke my plateau and couldn't wait to share it with you, my faithful blog.
I promise not to neglect you for that "other" blog ever again. I shall write you at least every other day, if not every day. The good the bad the ugly and the great.
So, cold hard facts: Down 61 pounds from my top weight last November!! I've moved out of another set of 10s (the 50s) and into the 40s. Drinking more water, and substituting my usual 1/2 a slice of bread w/ peanut butter at bed time for 3 scrambled egg whites. Which I've found that I absolutely LOVE! I scramble them up and top them off with a pinch of sea salt and ground italian herbs. DELISH!! And so super healthy. And you and I both know, all the bad stuff in the eggs is in the yellow part which promptly goes down the garbage disposal. I also asked the waiter at California Pizza Kitchen to please put 1/2 of my miso salad in a to go box and then couldn't even finish my 1/2 of a 1/2. SCORE!!
Aren't you proud? Do you accept my apology? Oh and here's a bit more good news! To celebrate my recent success AND to assuage my frustration over my bad experience this morning at the vital statistics office (see: down computers and fifty gazillion people in line ahead of me) I took myself shopping and had to make two trips to the dressing room after size 20 pants were hanging on me. I "could" have squeezed into 16's but chose just 2 pair of size 18 shorts just to get me through 10 more pounds down to the 16s. How's that for make up blogging?
I'm teetering on moving into size 16 tops but not just yet. Soon my friend though, soon. And then? We'll have to say goodbye to our old friends at the Fat Lady Store. Once I'm out of 14's there will be nothing else in the store that fits. On to reality shopping.
I'm glad we could come to terms with my neglectful blogging and I won't let it happen again.
Love,
Your Author.