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Sunday, Jul. 29, 2007 @ 8:20 pm
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If I had the time and the money I think I'd throw a party right now.

Warren looks to be getting into a reasonably good place very shortly (knock wood).

Two of the four people I wrote to regaarding the fiasco of the previous placement are actually looking into it and doing something. I recieved an email and a phone call from Hoeven's (governor - I didn't vote for)office (staffer). I haven't been able to call her back since she was out Friday. And a lovely official letter from Conrad (state Senator - Washington bigwig who has been ND senator since before I was old enough to vote). The AG's office sent me a polite can't do anything letter, and another non official organization I was refferred to by a friend who works with Medicare (albeit in Vermont and not ND), directed me to.
I've never had a voice before, much less someone to listen to it. Even if nothing comes of it, I feel so much better knowning I tried ("tis better to try and to fail, than to fail to try"). For the first time in my life I have power.

I weighed myself after cardio at the gym. I am at 165, and only 15 pounds from my first major goal. I was ready to celebrate right there when I saw the numbers slide down (medical type scale).

I was able to job up to 4.5 mph today. I could only keep it up for about 10 minutes and had to drop back to 3.5, but it is far sight from when I could barely manage 2 mph.

I tried on clothes today, and didn't feel like crying. I am thrilled to death to wear a 12 jeans and an 8/10 top. That second one had me doing a Snoopy dance in the dressing room. I also tried on a two piece swim suit, but had to remove it before the mirror exploded. (and my eyes fell out. sometimes will never be). Needless to say. I now have another pair of jeans and two more t-shirts, one turquoise and one deep purple)

I read the entire HP 7 (the day I got it, I was one of those fools in line at Barnes and Noble). I won't spoil anything for slowe readers or those who have to sit down with it. But I was totally right on two accounts, half right on one account and totally off on another acount. I could write a whole entry, but like others I'll respect the right of those who wish to be unspoiled. However if you don't care, or already know, feel free to email me.

I can do full on push ups, not many of them, but I can do them. Real push ups, not girly ones.

I'm going to be 38 in two weeks and I don't even care.
Suddenly I don't feel so old anymore, except when I look at my son and realize he is a foot taller and 30 pound heavier than I am. (and his hair is much longer too now).

I'm taking a class thru work and so far it is looking to be a whole lot easier than I anticipated. which is a good thing, but it also means I'm not learning much that I didn't already know. Though it will still look good if I'm ever up for a promotion or a lateral move (which is what I have my eye on right now).

My blood pressure is back to the good range. I was at 118/64 today. My pulse was at 84, but I had just walked rather fast before I got there, so that can be explained.

I hope this happy feeling lasts. I haven't enjoyed much for too long. I need a good smile.

Thank you all for everything. I have been slowly trying to catch up, but with my limited time I haven't been commenting. So I appologize for that, but I am trying to read up so I know what's going on with everyone.


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.