I'm also too fat to be happy with any of my clothing that normally would be right to me

Oh, me too. And it's spring, so there's so much more *me* showing. I realized my jeans were tight the other day, too, and they weren't a month ago. But I am a major comfort eater (and shouldn't be because, hey, diabetic) and when I'm stressed (like now, with money issues and a book deadline), I find myself eating every time I turn around. It doesn't help to be home all day, either. When I was working, I had to actually decide if I wanted to get up, go down sixteen floors and outside to the deli before snacking, so that helped.

Here, the fridge is twelve feet away. Sigh

only to be quoted in the paper as saying she was putting on her "ranty pants"

Oh my good God. They said that?! Although, also, kind of funny.

{{Deena}} Lot's of heart healing ~ma to your Dad.

Yikes, Susan!

The sun is out today. Work is going to drag.

Wow, Deena. Your dad is very lucky to have your mom looking out for him. I hope he continues to be just fine, and does all the stuff he's supposed to do.

Wow, Deena--hooray for your mom talking him into going!

I'm having weight issues too right now. I tend to want to eat when stressed and my life has been kinda stressful for awhile.

Me, too. I'm working on the theory that hitting the occasional bowl of mac-and-cheese is better for me than dealing with stress through the copious application of scotch, but still. I miss my jeans.

Susan, I hope the wedding coordinator work isn't too hard on bruised muscles. If they are more achey from the effort than the fall, maybe the moving around will loosen them up. Anyway, yay ibuprofin!

If mom has her way, he will, -t. She can be fierce.

Of course, the doctor told him they were classic heart attack symptoms and he needed to get to the hospital.

Ah, the frustration of doctors. How old is your Dad, Deena?

Hopefully the damage is minor, if any. They can do amazing things these days.

Good thing your mom *is* fierce, Deena. And I'm glad it looks like your dad will be okay.

Ouch ouch ouch.

Oooh, that hurts. Yes to the ibuprofen, and gentle stretching. And maybe a long hot bath tonight before you have to work the wedding tomorrow?

Good for your mom, Deena. I'm glad she got your dad into the hospital so quickly.

And maybe a long hot bath tonight before you have to work the wedding tomorrow?

A long hot shower I can manage--our tub isn't at all comfortable for baths. And I'm debating whether it's slacking to grab a bunch of able-bodied young ushers at the beginning of the rehearsal and get them to shift the communion table, choir chairs, and various other bits of heavy lifting for me. Because I'm paid to take care of such things, but I'm also paid for knowledge and patience, and I think I've amply demonstrated both already.