Running on Empty

It's been a while since I've been here. I've read some other blogs where the authors are expressing their "blog fatigue." They say they are tired of blogging or just Internet fatigued in general. I, too, am facing a similar such fate. I'm running on empty.

For me, it gets hard to come up with something that doesn't sound like whining. I want my blog to be informative or at least a little new and fresh. But lately, I can't think of a thing to say that I believe anyone else would care about. I haven't even talked about anything weight related topics in ages. I'm stuck.

And so it goes. I'll probably continue to check in sporadically as I have been. And with any luck, I'll get my mojo back before the holidays.

Tongue Tied Tuesday

I'm having some problems coming up with something clever to say. So I stole this from someone else.

If Profanity Bothers You, Don't Look at This

I laughed until I cried. 

Check Your Shampoo Label

A friend sent me this joke this morning. I love it. I hope you enjoy it, too.

Check your shampoo bottle label.

I don't know WHY I didn't figure this out sooner!!!! It’s the shampoo I use in the shower! When I wash my hair, the shampoo runs down my whole body and (duh!) printed very clearly on the shampoo label is this warning,

FOR EXTRA VOLUME AND BODY!

NO wonder I have been gaining weight!!!

Well! I have gotten rid of that shampoo and I am going to start using Dawn dish soap instead. Their label reads,

DISSOLVES FAT THAT IS OTHERWISE DIFFICULT TO REMOVE.

Problem Solved!!!

If I don't answer the phone I'll be in the shower!!!

You Just Get Older

I'm finding it increasingly difficult to find things to complain about. I'm not saying my life is perfect—it's just why spend so much time complaining when I could be doing something about it. And that's what I'm trying to do. Do something about it, that is.

Next week I will be 53 years old. I say this every year, but I'll say it again: I never thought I'd be this old. Funny. When I was younger, I thought I'd be having 53-year-old thoughts. But I don't. I'm still just me. OK. Sometimes I worry I might have a heart attack or a stroke or something. But, in all, I'm the same person I've been for years—maybe a little wiser. But the same. That gets me every year, too. The way I'm just the same. You'll see that as you get older. If you're 20 now, don't fool yourself into thinking that somehow you'll have start having some weird 50-year-old thoughts someday. It won't happen. You will just be you.

You won't suddenly become grandmotherly or grandfatherly as the case may be. You won't suddenly have urges to bake cupcakes—I mean if you never did before. You will just be you. The person you are.

As a disclaimer, I will say, yes, some of you ideas and actions will mature. You probably won't stay up all night—unless you're going through menopause and can't sleep. But then that isn't a choice.

Anyway, I could go on. But I'm trying to make a point. And that is: you don't make drastic changes in your personality. You're just older. 

Emotional Eating

Foodie Getting Fit wrote a post about emotional eating recently. I'm posting it here for you. I hope you find something that helps you.

One More and That's Enough

OK. One more dream experience, then I'm done. Last night I dreamed I couldn't move. I thought I was being held down by a demon. I thought it had me completely wrapped up in it's clutches. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't scream for help. It was like my voice had been blocked.

Now, I've had enough experience with dreams to know that this was sleep paralysis. However, I can't get away from the fact that this is how I feel right now—paralyzed. I can't make anything happen. I can't get going on anything. I feel like my world is ready to fall apart. I used to be able to make my life into what I wanted it to be. I'm not saying that everything I wanted came easily—but I didn't have fear that I have now. Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped under the debris that my poor decisions have left behind. But enough of that.

I am working hard to put myself into a positive mindset. I want to believe that I can make my life into what I want it to be.

So I can't think of anything else right now. Short sweet post—and my determination to break free and become who I want to  be.