please come to Boston

"Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a café here I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No. Would you come home to me?"

Just back from taking my middle child to his orientation at Northeastern University in Boston......he just loved it. He'll never be home again. One more summer then he is in a co-op program.....and I know just how he feels.

I am so excited for him, and just extremely happy that he chose a school and town that fits him so well. I am terribly sad, at the fact that he is going on his way, but I know he is ready. Seriously, on cue I can produce tears....just ask me....and poof watershed, but not that out of control balling, just those quiet tears that swell, build, and then eventually roll down your cheek.

No one talks about this part when you are staring a family, or when your baby takes his first step or scores his first goal.

one of my beauties - click to enlarge

my little angel

lake erie sunset

what about the "f " word?

As many of you know, and have been bore to tears over my struggle to lose my extra weight, I have been conscientiously making this effort for the last ten months. Damn! Who knew it would be so hard?

Through this I am finding myself in a predicament, where I am viewing obese/fat people as the enemy....not literally, but as a symbol of all that I have work so hard to avoid. I find myself losing respect for them and thinking, wow how in the world do you get "that big"....when I see fat children I just want to scream. Those poor children do not stand a chance, they are doomed to a life of health issues and psychological issues....what the hell are their parents thinking? I know this is not a pretty side of me but it is true.

A few of me dearest friend are quite large, and I have many acquaintances that are obese....I feel for them, because I "know" them, I know how awful they feel. No matter how many people will say they like being fat....I, for one, find that difficult to believe.

But in the general public, when the guy sitting next to me on a jet lets his blubber overflow into my seat, I just get grossed out and annoyed. Really annoyed.

In any case, I hit my lowest weight last week, and gained 1.6 back this week. It is a constant struggle, and no telling how much I would have gained if we didn't start tracking our weight at work. We had to stop the biggest loser game because it was getting too expensive. Now we just weigh in every week and support each other in the struggle.

The End of Over Eating

check

Had a great time in Vegas, actually played in two live Texas Hold'em tournaments. I didn't get to the money, but in the second tourney I made it to the second to last table. Will be going back in August and as hard as this is to believe, we will be flying first class non-stop both ways for only twenty-two bucks....it makes me laugh. Got to love AMEX points and frequent flyer miles. Our hotel will be comped as well, so how could we not go??.

The city was really crowed with tourists, but many tables, both gambling and in restaurants, were empty. I think more people spent more time at the pool and sight-seeing rather than spending their cash on food and gambling.

Flying in as we looked down we saw endless residential development stopped in their tracks. The ground had been graded, ready to build but zero home building taking place. There were empty lots in the thousands. It was quite eerie.

Happy 4th to everyone!