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Weeeeell, once again, it's been for-freaking-ever since I updated. I was just over at MySpace updating and remembered that "oh. yeah!" there's also this little thing called a LJ that I use. tah-dah
So much has happened. I am now a fully fledged GED graduate enrolled in college with two math tests and two english papers under my belt. Who'da thunk it? Wacky.
I am also trying to eat healthier and exercise more, mebbe lose a couple of pounds. No, I don't think that I'm fat, but I'm not happy with my body right now either. Sooo, if I tone up and eat right in a couple months things will be where I want them healthwise and weightwise.
Scott's so supportive. I've had trouble with an eating disorder in the past, nothing seriously horrible but it was not pretty in my head for about a year or so. And Scott knows that. So a couple weeks ago I told him I'd gained some weight (more than I'm comfy with) and that I was planning on losing at least half of it; after making sure I was going about this the smart way he was really supportive. He's always finding little ways to let me know that he thinks I'm beautiful, whether it's telling me right out or showing me.
Oh yes. My Dad had a triple bypass. As in, four arteries in his heart were so blocked that he wasn't even heading for a heart attack; if something'd happened, he would've just dropped dead. So he went in for an angeoplasty and had surgery that night. Scary, really truly scary. He's doing really well now, though! Recovering quickly, dropping weight, in physical therapy, back to work part time... It's completely amazing. That's the other reason I want to eat healthier and tone up. This stuff runs in my family on his side, so his surgery was a wake-up call for my sister and I.
A'righty, enough for now! There are errands to be run and showers to be had! Toodles
So much has happened. I am now a fully fledged GED graduate enrolled in college with two math tests and two english papers under my belt. Who'da thunk it? Wacky.
I am also trying to eat healthier and exercise more, mebbe lose a couple of pounds. No, I don't think that I'm fat, but I'm not happy with my body right now either. Sooo, if I tone up and eat right in a couple months things will be where I want them healthwise and weightwise.
Scott's so supportive. I've had trouble with an eating disorder in the past, nothing seriously horrible but it was not pretty in my head for about a year or so. And Scott knows that. So a couple weeks ago I told him I'd gained some weight (more than I'm comfy with) and that I was planning on losing at least half of it; after making sure I was going about this the smart way he was really supportive. He's always finding little ways to let me know that he thinks I'm beautiful, whether it's telling me right out or showing me.
Oh yes. My Dad had a triple bypass. As in, four arteries in his heart were so blocked that he wasn't even heading for a heart attack; if something'd happened, he would've just dropped dead. So he went in for an angeoplasty and had surgery that night. Scary, really truly scary. He's doing really well now, though! Recovering quickly, dropping weight, in physical therapy, back to work part time... It's completely amazing. That's the other reason I want to eat healthier and tone up. This stuff runs in my family on his side, so his surgery was a wake-up call for my sister and I.
A'righty, enough for now! There are errands to be run and showers to be had! Toodles