Slowly but surely, the weight is coming off in our house. Jenny has lost 12 pounds and I have lost 11. I am finally under 230!!!!!!!!!!This is awesome for me. This is where I usually get a little prissy and start eating anything I want, because I am skinny!!!!
Well, first of all, it'll be a cold day in July before 229 is skinny. I really know this. So, all this aside my house has lost 23 pounds (Jenny and I). She hasn't really done anything special, just cut back and eat more veggies. I on the other hand have had to go through missing meals, eating lots less, counting calories blah blah blah and have lost less than she, but that's fine, we're happy.
Did you watch the biggest loser? I know it's sad when my day revolves around a TV show. And the day will come when I it is revealed that it was all fake somehow, but that show really inspires me. "Mark" is down to 215. He is on the biggest loser and now he weighs less than I do. In fact, so does "Bernie". AAUURRGGG. What a mess I have gotten myself into. It's coming off, I say, it's coming off.
Thanks for the prayers and concerns, I had a much better day yesterday. Lots accomplished at work, lots accomplished at home. Mom and Dad are feeling really bad, I took them some medicines and Gatorade and visited Granny at the hospital. We took her a little black gorilla that whistles when you squeeze it's tummy. She laughed and laughed. Her eyes just glistened. You know she is feeling better just by talking to her. I gave her an update on Mom and she was just heartbroke that she couldn't get out of the hospital and take care of her little girl. Isn't that sweet? I suppose your kids will always be your little kids. I know when Tyler was having trouble with a car dealer not fixing his tires on a truck that he had bought insurance for he was calling me regularly, "Dad what do I do?" I gave his several ideas and he had done them all. The last thing I told him was to tell that guy to shape up and do what was right or his daddy would be on his door step. I never heard another word, the tires got fixed and all was good. Whether he actually told the man what I said, I'm not sure, but he either did and the man respected it, or it gave Tyler the confidence that I was there to back him up and he got the job done.
We depend on our parents always, and you know why? Because our parents are always there for us. Good or bad, they are always there. Is it any wonder why God is called our Father? He is always there for us, good or bad, always there, giving us advice, comforting us, coddling us, telling us he loves us.
have a good day
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What a wonderful start to my day. Uncle Eddie, I really enjoyed reading thins blog today, if not for the sole reason of reminding me to always remember my parents.
so true. we will always be parents no matter how old our children are. great post once again. Thank you for this reminder that God is my Father.
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First of all, thank you, Eddie. You have a way of giving me a devotional without being "preachy". That's a true talent!
Second of all, I'm also addicted to The Biggest Loser. Last season, there was a girl on there that got down under my weight and I had two awful thoughts..."She's on a show about obesity and she's lighter than me!" and "But she looks fatter than me! Right? I mean....right?" Yeah, it's a real eye-opener.
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