A Matter of Waiting/Weighting.

Last week we were invited for some drinks, & delicious food, with friends. It was a lovely evening, & the food was delicious. I always tend to eat more when I am feeling happy. I wonder does this happen to others?

Had some friends over yesterday, for a get-together, & it was really nice.

The weather played the game, was not too hot, nor too cool, & even the flies were not TOO persistant.

We had food, some wine, & some beer, & some of us had neither. But it was so nice to get together with good company, & just laugh & relax.

But now, I think it might be time to bite the bullet, & admit, my "days of wine & roses" should really end!

I think I gained about a stone- in the old money- while on holiday in NZ.
I cant really afford to gain weight. There is Type 2 Diabetes in my family, & at the rate I am going, I will be a candidate.

Due to my arthritis I tend to avoid exercise. My hobbies of choice dont involve exercise as such. (Quilting can be quite strenuous to the shoulders! but doesnt really count?!)

Of late I have tended to think, 'Never mind, when all else fails, there is always food! '
And I do love food.
Not so much the sweet things, & I dont crave chocolate, wouldnt care if I never had any.
But I love pastry, & savoury things, vegetables, fish & most shellfish. And living here in Australia, I love the fresh prawns! Also love the fruit.

GOM likes his food, but not nearly as much as I do.
When we were younger, GOM was always the plump one.
I seemed to manage to stay reasonably slim, & burned up all my calories.
Now, as we age, GOM is about the same as he has always been.

But, BUT, ....I have gained such a lot of weight, I am appalled! I suppose it is not till I saw the photographs of myself, that I realised how large I have become.
My bum seems to have become a positve cake tray! (Not that I eat cake very often!)
Surgery has ensured I have a very odd shaped barrel for a middle body.
My ankles tend to swell monstrously, & at the end of the day, I resemble the Michelin man!

I really must try to get myself onto some sort of eating regime where I can cut down, & lose a bit of weight. I did have my blood tested for insulin resistance, & took a drug to reduce it.
I dont think I lost much weight, but it did greatly curb my appetite.
I find if I get too hungry I start to shake, & am told that runs in the family.

My mother was a very small, mostly thin, woman, who never seemed to have to worry over her weight. My sister seems to have the same, 'small', genes.
I used to tell my mother she was an unnatural grandmother- she was so small, & thin, & my nephew once told her that her skin was too big for her!
And once, when she was crocheting a shawl, my son looked at the picture, & looked at Mum, then asked her if she was making it for herself.
When she replies "Yes" he said, "But it wont fit you, you're not as big as a woman!"

My maternal grandmother was a plump woman, so squashy & comfortable to cuddle into. I am told I resemble her very strongly. I guess I do have the 'squashy comfortable' body!

Perhaps I had better get downstairs, & exercise on my daughter's exercycle!
Before the heat of the day takes over!