Tammy

Mine was waking up on TG day in southwestern Ireland with my husband and kids. We got up and wished each other Happy TG, and embarked upon our daily journey. It was not until late that afternoon that an elderly woman in antigue shop remembered that it was TG in the states and wished us a blessed TG. Being a thoroughly american holiday, we should have anitcipated this, but it was weird nonetheless. It was a good lesson for our children that the world is bigger than the US. It was also a good lesson for my husband and me that the TG tradition is important to us and we do not wish to miss it again if we can help it.

Hey All!  It has been far too long since I was on Buddy Slim.  Thankfully, nothing terrible has happened.  The kids busy schedules and my job just caused me to lose focus for a while, but I am back. 

I would like to personally thank my buddy Tamieka for giving me the push I needed to make myself a priority again.  It is AMAZING what one person can do!  I am always telling my principals and teachers that one person can make a difference to a kid.  Well, one person can make a difference to an adult too.  Thanks, Tamieka!

Today it is back to counting points and WRITING THEM DOWN - not just guesstimating how many points I have eaten.  It is back to exercise and blogging on BS too.

 There is only one me and I have only this life to get it right.  I am too old to keep making excuses.  I know better.  If I am not honest with myself, I cannot be honest with others.

Here I go! 

Tammy

Hello everyone!  Since I last posted, the teachers in my district are back to work, the continuing education I planned and executed to 500 professional personnel went off w/o a hitch, test scores and notice of who made and did not make adequate yearly progress (No Child Left Behind stuff) have all been delivered, and the schools are looking like kid-friendly zones once again.  Whew!  Just glad I am no longer a high school principal.  My real work would just be beginning  :-) 

Well, the prayers you have sent up for my family have certainly worked, but in the funniest manner.  Once you guys started praying, I kept seeing quotes on posters, in newspapers, online, etc. that made me think I was getting signs.  The one that really jumped out at me was, “Bite Your Tongue”.  It was from an advertisement a local church put in the county paper.  There was an explanation that followed saying that sometimes we needed to bite our tongues and really think about something before we act/speak/you get the picture.

 So I did it…I bit my tongue when I wanted so badly to lash out.  I bit my tongue when my daughter came to me for a sympathetic ear - not advice.  I just bit my tongue.  Short of a bloody mouth (LOL), I had no other ill effects, but I had such joy at seeing how my daughter has recovered from this mess and how she is rising above it all with a newfound wisdom and strength.

So, thanks again for the prayers.  This is the quietest I have been in my life and it has really paid off.  My husband wonders where I went…

Now I have to bite my tongue so I don’t eat too much…LOL!

 Tammy

Hey All!  I came on here at the beginning of the week asking you all for prayers for my daughter and you definitely came through.  She has discovered who her true friends are and she has a tremendous amount of support.   I hope you will continue to send some up for her because we are still struggling with some of the fallout from the situation.  Her “best friend” is not being as supportive as Sara thought and you know how that hurts a 14-year-old; not to mention the high school admin and coaching personnel having a lukewarm approach to dealing with it…

At the risk of sounding very needy, I ask you to continue to pray for us, please.

On to my weight loss.  I dropped another pound this week, which puts me at 30 lbs total lost!  That has been a highlight of my week.  I really needed a loss.

I will tell you that this situation with my daughter has been so bad at times that I couldn’t even eat, so you know it has to be pretty tough.  I tend to eat to smother all of my feelings.  This cannot  be covered up by food.

With the job I have, in the very small area in which I live, I cannot share my feelings freely w/o the whole little Peyton Place running their mouths, and I am turning to you guys too much probably.  But I am trying to remember what my dearly departed father always told me growing up -  ”Pride cometh before the fall.”

 I love you guys…

Tammy

Hey everyone.  Had a ridiculous day.  Without going into great detail (she would be embarassed and I love her too much), my daughter is going through hell right now and her dad, brother, and I are so hurt for her.  She is a strong girl and will no doubt get through this, but I know the power of prayer on Buddy Slim is a powerful force.  My family so needs it right now.  Thanks everyone…

Tammy

Oh and don’t think it didn’t enter my mind to just chuck it all and eat away the pain.  That is why I am fat, you know.  I am fat becuase I eat my feelings.  And from the looks of it I have a lot of feelings.  LOL.

My buds know I work for the school system as a district administrator.  We are working on lots of electronic transmission of classes from one high school to another (4 hs’s all together) to help kids get some electives they wouldn’t otherwise get.  Long story short, the principals are throwing blame for the little bugs we have to work out instead of pulling otgether to make it a success.  I have thought about it ever since the meeting we had this afternoon. 

I thought about it when I drove home.  I thought about it when I came home and helped my husband make dinner.  I thought about it during dinner.  I thought about it when I drove my daughter and her friend to the county fair.  It thougt about it on the way home.  I came in the house and went directly to the cupboard.  

Then I started thinking about how other people’s actions were controlling my feelings and ruining my evening.  I allowed people who have no control over me - I am their boss for God’s sake - cause me to want to eat.  Baloney!

I had a 3-point treat and came here to write about my feelings instead of eating them.  Tammy - 1; All others whose feelings I have no control over - 0. 

I am the winner!    

Well, after four days at a conference/training, and my husband being in Chicago for a training, it is soooo good to be home and to have the entire family in one place again.  My mother stayed with the kids so that part made me feel better, but I like having the whole unit together. 

I made it through the conference w/o overindulging.  My coworkers kept telling me how strong I was for not giving in to the luscious desserts, but it was so tempting I tell ya!  I piled my plate high with salad and veggies and only ate small servings of the meats.  It is very hard at these events to be a “good” girl.  I did it!  Weigh-in this evening will tell the tale.  I’ll keep you posted.

My daughter made the high school varsity cheer squad last night.  She is so thrilled.  Remember, she has struggled with her weight and has recently lost 36 pounds.  She went from a size 16 to a size 8.  She looks great and making varsity as a freshman is a big deal!  She is stoked.  She keeps telling me she is glad not to be the biggest girl on the squad.  I am very proud of her for changing her life at such a young age. 

My son is being tutored by my mother (retired teacher) in math this summer.  I have requested homework for him 4 evenings a week in addition to the 1 1/2 hours he is tutored by mom.  His friends give him a rough time (all in good fun) for having homework in the summer, but he knows he did not have a good year in math last year and we ALL want a better year this year.  He is doing really well this summer with skills he couldn’t get the hang of during school. 

My husband has been selected to train other hairdressers on a particular hair color product line.  He is very busy getting trained himself, learning new techniques, etc.  I am his guinea pig and love every minute of it.  He is going to do something this weekend to my hair, so goodness knows…:-)  He’d better wax my eyebrows or I will have the unibrow from you-know-where.

Well, I hope to blog more now that everything is getting back to normal at my house.  I am using a loaner laptop while my beloved HP is at the “shop”.  Hope everyone is having a great week!

Tammy

Does anyone else have a love-hate relationship with the weekends like I do?  

I love the freedom to sleep as long as I like.  I hate not having the regular mornng routine.

I love being able to watch my morning news shows.  I hate the food commercials that make me want to go to the kitchen and pig out.

I love swimming in my pool and pretending I am on an exotic vacation.  I hate knowing there are a multitude of chores in the house that need attended to.

I love attending weekend festivals and fairs.  I hate smelling the fabulous food and knowing I cannot indulge.

Just a blog to vent, I guess.  But I wouldn’t give up my weekends for anything.

My weekend plans look like this.  Saturday - Work on daughter’s room; Family going to confession; Shopping for husbnd’s upcoming business trip.  Sunday - Italian Heritage Festival in Wheeling, WV; Ohio Valley Athletic Conference West Virginia/Ohio All-Star High School Football Game and Band Spectacular.  I will find time to swim.  It’s my preferred way to get my exercise in the summer.

Looks like I had better get crackin’ if I am going to get all of this done in 48 hours  :-).  Have a fantastic weekend everyone!

 Tammy

OK.  Here goes my day, everyone.  I got up at 5:00 am, because I had to be at a meeting that is 1 hour and 40 mins from home.  I live in a VERY rural area, so 45 miles of the 90- mile trek is twists and turns that make my MIL from upstate NY hold on to the doors in fear for her life when we drive her anywhere around here.  The other 45 is Interstate.

Anyway, it was raining like nothing else and I hit a turn with mud in it.  Water and mud act like ice when you hit a turn on good ol’ WV Route 20.  I skidded sideways into a yellow mustang that was parked beside a house in the turn.  I tell you had that car not been there, I would have ended up in the house.  I tried to wake up the owner, but no one would come to the door.  I kept yelling into an open window…”Excuse me.  I hit your car…”  No one budged.  I kept envisioning someone lurking around the woods watching me and getting a huge kick out of the whole scene. I left a note on the car (hoped the rain didn’t ruin it) and called the police to report it. I drove on to the meeting.  Made it with time to spare.  Of course, the first thing I wanted to do was get something to eat - and I had just had breakfast.  Thank goodness I recognized the trigger and refrained from eating, but the addict in me wanted food for comfort, I tell ya.

Well, a woman finally called my cell and was so nice.  I had hit her ex-husband’s car and she was laughing her butt off.  He was there with her at her house because he doesn’t have a phone and is hard of hearing (explains him not coming to the door).  The insurance adjuster is going to take care of both cars and no one was hurt.  I swear I did not even feel the impact of the crash.  I had coffee and an open can of pop in the car and nothing even spilled.  It was like I hit a pillow, but I figure a pillow would cost much less to replace than the damages - once the bill comes in for the repairs to both of our passenger side lights and fenders.

Oh boy!  What a day!  But I have stayed OP and my husband and kids now have something to rag on me about for a while.  They seem to get a kick out of momma making a mistake.  And NO ONE WAS HURT!  PRAISE GOD!

Tammy

When I read Don’s blog yesterday, I knew I had hit upon my new mantra for the time being.  “Just for today”, I will swim for 1/2 hour,  “Just for today”, I will drink my water.  “Just for today”, I will eat within my points range.  “Just for today”, I will write fown my food intake.

I can do most anything for a day.  Thanks, Don for the motivation to get through my Sunday.  Tomorrow, I will reevaluate and proceed from there.  After all, this is “Just for today.”

Tammy