Oh, Drew! I'm so sorry. Tons of ~ma~~~

Oh Drew, this must feel so overwhelming. Much strength to your whole family.

Oh dear jebus Drew. You got all my ~ma. Dunno what else to say on that one.

There was a TON of chat today. wow. I don't even know what to say.

So, I'll change the topic. I got home in time to watch the Opening Ceremonies. Holy Cow! Was that awesome or what? I'm glad my mini-social didn't happen. If folks were over, they'd have caught me with water logged eyes. I am SUCH a sucker for all those stories. And the whole world coming together in peace. It gets me every time. It's why I love the Olympics. Now if only everyone would respect that whole 17 days of peace (glares at Russia/Georgia, and other hot spots).

That was some show. I wound up sleeping through a lot of it. But that lighting of the torch was something else.

Oh no ((((Drew))) ~ma to you.

(((Drew)))

(((Sean)))

Y'all, it's been such an awesome read catching up. I just had a reminiscent flash of talk before the DC F2F, in which I made the comment that if anybody wanted me I'd probably be hanging out in the stairwell. The count of stairwell hangers-out grew until there was a huge crowd of introverts hiding from the ...scary crowd of people. We've moved on from stairwells, I reckon.

I am just enchanted with the idea of Dylan and Matilda being watched over by David, with Deb and Cash visiting, and, oh guys. This is just such a wondrous thing we got here. I haven't been drinking tonight (more's the pity), but I love you all, man.

Also, my doctor does believe I gain weight on a 600 calorie/day diet. Which is why I have to tote the damn earth around on my shoulders eight or nine hours a day to drop a pound here or there. You damn skippy bodies and metabolisms differ. And yes, any overweight person who *dares* to eat in public has to expect disapproving stares from "normal"-weight people. Even if what you're eating is twigs and leaves.

And yes, any overweight person who *dares* to eat in public has to expect disapproving stares from "normal"-weight people. Even if what you're eating is twigs and leaves.

My (not) favorite occasion that's similar to that? Grocery shopping. If I have anything in my cart that isn't lettuce, I get the "What do you expect? Look at her!" attitude from people. If I *do* have only lettuce (and similarly "healthy" food), I get the attitude of "Well, she must buy her Twinkies from the quickie mart."

(And I dislike Twinkies, for the record.)

Oh, shit Drew. So much ~ma to you, Kristin, and your whole family.

On the weight issue. I was a skinny bean until I had the encephalitis. When my doctor discovered that the encephalitis had left me with seizures, she started me on Depakote, which never really absorbed into my blood, so she kept raising the dosage. I gained 40 pounds in six weeks. I've never been able to get back down. And I've been on other meds that have made weight-loss difficult. My doctors usually understand that. But, I also have diabetes ALL OVER my family, so it is a big concern. So, we keep working on my weight. Though, no one harps on me about it. I more harp about it, so no one else needs to.

I'm gonna have to start eating better again, though. Since CBD came into my life, I've been eating whatever he eats, and that's not gonna keep working. He's a meat and potatoes kind of guy. He's also a complete stick. So, I'm going to have to start fixing salads, at least for myself, so I eat less of the meat and potatoes.

(((((Drew))))) I'm so sorry. Much -ma for you and your mother.

I was 90 in high school. I ate awful and never gained on a pound. Then depression set in and my metabolism completely disappeared.

(And I dislike Twinkies, for the record.)

Me too. Especially since they stopped using lard in the creme formula.

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