RIP

Brought over from FB “on this day”

TEN YEARS … July 2, 2016 marks the 10th anniversary of Danny’s death. Time flies when you’re having fun and even when you aren’t. Feels like yesterday or forever ago.  Hard to believe.

In the time since he’s been gone, here are some of our most memorable moments: the October 30, 2006 random act of violence aka car chase gone bad aka God won’t give you more than you can handle, work injury, more cancer and more dying, the fall, unintended consequences of the fall, other unmentionables and most recently death again.

As always, more to come.

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It’s Not Our Fault

… really?  yes!  Really …

give em a frame of context Jilly.

This is a book club review.  But first a word from our sponsor.  Me …

I hate the blame game – abhor it actually.  A major pet peeve.  Accountability is key!  Of course I have taken accountability to an extreme.  I blame myself for everything.  I am RESPONSIBLE!  Well me and the makers of Aquanet.  Hole in the zone … from too much hair spray in the 80s …  That was us!!

But I digress.

I just finished reading “the Obesity Code, Unlocking the Secrets of Weight Loss” by Jason Fung.  Now what makes me think his advice is any better than another.  I mean weight loss is a billion dollar enterprise.  And as always, everyone has an opinion.  The so called experts often contradict each other … more often than not.  Again I sit with analysis paralysis. What I do know is time is required.  No magic or hocus pocus. And why do I like Jason?  Because he tells us it’s not our fault.

I think back about my diet from my younger days when I was stick thin.  Food was an after thought.  I never ate breakfast that I can recall.  Lunch was the bread part of my sandwich, a bag of chips, and piece of fruit.  And always ate a sensible dinner which back in the 70s consisted of some kind of meat, potatoes and canned vegetable. At every single meal we had bread and butter.  When I didn’t like the meat option which was often, I ate bread and butter.  Bread of the Rainbow or Buttercrust variety.  And the butter was really Parkay – oleo.  The crappy artificial stuff.

Why was I not fat???  Was it because I walked everywhere?  Played outside until the street lights came on?  Jason says no.  It’s not about calories in and out.  We need to eat the right calories (and enough of them) at the correct time.  Re-set our thermostats.  And I have a bridge to sell ya.  Or not.

Jason’s answer is intermittent fasting.  He maintains we’ve been told what to eat but not when.  His idea is simple.  Nothing processed and no snacks.  Three meals is enough people.  Grandma had it right.  Snacking makes us fat.  Mindless eating when we are not even hungry.

At the very end of the book Jason gives us two seven day meal plans around a 24 or 36 hour fast.  I will try the 24 hour variety since it most resembles my childhood eating pattern.  Every night I will eat today’s version of a home cooked sensible dinner.  Breakfast will be every other day and of the petite variety like the French.  Lunch will also be every other day.  Homemade goodness.  I think I can do this!

Might sound like another scam.  Too good to be true.  And what do I care about love handles anyway.  Enough body shaming.  This is about health.  Even if I do not drop a single lb. I hope my symptoms will subside.