WOMEN AGES 50+ FOR AUGUST 2020

KJLaMore

It is Friday! Doing my happy dance (kind of). I am happy the work week has ended; but my weekends are always full of yard work or house work, so...meh.
Machka- Love the wellness article! The part about omitting entire food groups (unless an allergy or intolerance to it) is not a good idea, reminds me of my mother. In fact, just about everything in life reminds me of what my mom always ALWAYS said. "Everything in moderation." Too much of anything/ just like too little of anything is not good for you. Whether it is food, exercise, rest, work.
Pip- Glad you are getting settled!
Rori- I can not believe it has been two and a half years since you retired! That flew by!
Suebdew- I had a similar hotel experience! Tim and I decided to take the kids to stay at the Renaissance Hotel in Detroit (we were in Detroit visiting zoos, museums, etc). When we arrived, like your situation, they gave us our room key and there was already someone in our room (smoking). Because there was a car event going on that weekend, the only room that they had available was one of the penthouse suites; which they put us in at no extra cost to us. This "room" was a large conference room (table seated 20), a full kitchen, a full bar, a large living room area, two full bathrooms, and four bedrooms! The entire outer walls (we were in a corner room) were glass windows. We spent a lot of time looking out and down at the city. Helicopters flew past LOWER than our windows! It was amazing. Lauren was only three, I was pregnant for Colin. This was the trip when Lauren woke up before the rest of us, found the baby powder, and created a baby powder fountain in the middle of the living room! lol There were little white powdery footprints everywhere. I was mortified. lol

Ugh! Tim walked through the kitchen about an hour ago and I mentioned some new recommendations passed by our state leg. for childcare homes. Not going into details just now, but it kept me up for quite a while last night as I fumed, paced the floor, tossed and turned. Anywho, mentioning it to Tim did nothing to calm me down or help me come to terms with things; it riled him up though, and he is a PILL when he gets like that. I escaped to water my outdoor plants, came in and did some yoga (deep breathing is SO helpful). But, my kids have arrived and are clamoring for breakfast. ttfn xoxoxo KJ (Kelly)

SophieRosieMom

grandmallie

Morning ladies
I slept on and off all night from 6 last night to about 7 this morning .but was getting up alot for the bathroom..
I am going to relax and try and get some things done here today..dont have to work the weekend as my.brother is home.
Only time i stayed anywhere swanky is when i traveled with Trudy to NYC and Peru..

LisaInAR

Morning, afternoon and evening, all,

Rebecca
I'm so sorry about your stepbrother. Many hugs coming your way.

Rori
Totally unsurprised the VA lost your paperwork, that is one place where they are specialists. It took me almost a year to get them to realize I was no longer in Fayetteville, North Carolina, no matter how many times I told them. Since the main hospital here is in Fayetteville, Arkansas, it confused them to no end. Truly SUBAR. That said, the doctors and nurses at my local clinic have been absolutely outstanding, caring, quick to respond and they listen to you. If you can work with the people, they're great. The administrative processes, not so much. Stay on them... they tend to get it right in the end. I hope you get the help you need soon.

To those who are new
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Cheers,
Love,
Lisa in AR

LisaInAR

Hope everyone's Friday is/was/will be wonderful.

I'm in my happy place, at the computer, washer swooshing, dishwasher running, and raining outside. Supposed to slack off by noon-ish, may go outside this afternoon and see if I can dig a couple holes in the mud. Still got two mini-magnolias that need to get in the ground... Corey gave them to me back in late May, and they're still in large plastic pots, as we just finally figured out where we want them planted last weekend.

My weight loss continues to be weird. It took 31 days of July to lose one pound, and then as of this morning, have lost 8 pounds in the first 7 days of August (not complaining, just baffled). Not sure why it changed, other than moving the same CICO to IF. In other words, eating between 1,000 and 1,400 a day (usually closer to 1,400). However, moved eating time to either 11 am to 6 pm or noon to 7 pm. Yesterday was hungry at 10 a.m., didn't eat after 5 p.m. Basically, 17/7 intermittent fasting.

The IF has been easier since I went back to coffee--I had quit about six weeks ago, as the smell of hot coffee was making me yurpy. I started drinking iced coffee in late July, and it really helps stave off the hunger pangs until later in the morning. Could be the difference, I guess, but eight pounds?

Anyway...I would be so pleased if the progression continued for just one more day, but since this last two pounds brought me to the 200 mark, plus the higher than expected weight loss this last week, I am anticipating a stall right where I am now. Which is good (the anticipation, not the stall) because I'll be less frustrated if I'm prepared. I sure would like to lose one more pound before it stops, but my body appears to have a mind of its own these days. It's a big psychological barrier, getting below 200 pounds, and I'll be glad when I'm in the one hundreds again. Ommmmm (that's me trying to be patient and serene).

Later, y'all,
Love,
Lisa in AR

Machka9

Friday evening ... nice and quiet.

I have been out and about way too much for my liking this week and I'm exhausted.

• Work 5 days.
  
• Medical appointment with my husband on Monday regarding his eyes. He has double vision since his accident and wears glasses with prisms to help correct it, but this appointment indicated that there's more too it. We know he had fractured cheek bones but now it appears he may have fractured an eye socket too and may need surgery. I have an eye "thing" so I was cringing in my chair when the doctor was describing what they may have to do.
  
• Shopping ... or actually "window shopping" looking for ideas of what to get for my husband's birthday. And I did get a few things.

Too many people. Too many things to look at and do.

I would happily stay home for the next week and only go for walks to the beach at a time of day when there's hardly anyone out and about. I miss that!

Next week, I'm going to have to make a point of going for lunch walks where there are fewer people.





Machka in Oz

ktmusher

@Katla49 thank you! The trick is be able to stick to them. This morning in my breakfast sandwich to stay in the calorie range I want to be in, I had to forego the vegenaise (vegan mayo) and just have a roma tomato!!
It's really hard to stay in a weight loss calorie range without exercising everyday! Heck it's the weekend and I'm going to want to drink some wine!!

Anniesquats100

The VA won't recognize my divorced name. I took all my original documents to the office, and the guy was too busy, so they made copies and sent me home. Then told me I needed originals, of course.

The best vacation of my life was at Anse Chastanet in St Lucia. The food was fabulous, and the beach was perfect. I had never seen a beach with attendants to bring towels and spray me with cool mint water, as well as take drink orders. Plus I was falling in love with my companion. We were together another two years, but that vacation was the sweet spot. A memory to cherish.

csofled

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barbiecat

I have just a moment to comment before my friend comes to walk with the dogs and me. It is cooler today but the sun will be shining. It helps to have exercise scheduled first thing in the morning so even if sedentary things attack me during the day, I've been active.

Our big adventure yesterday was to go to Home Depot and buy four bags of good potting soil for the raised bed and and to plant a calla lily that our neighbor gave us. Now we just have to figure out when we'll do the work.

Lisa, I don't understand the scale, either. It makes no sense that my weight fluctuates as it does, but I weigh regularly to remind myself that it's important to stay with my plan. I won't ever be one of those people who can eat whatever and whenever without consequence. It's who I am and whining about it won't make it different.

Kylia, my husband has had incidents like the one you described and he expected that the doctor would tell him there was something terribly wrong and the doctor told him that he was dehydrated and needed to make a serious effort to drink more water. This has happened more than once. Now, he drinks more water and when he forgets, he has consequences. He is learning to make hydration as important as taking his regular medications.

Thank you for having breakfast with me. I ate the same thing I've had almost every morning for many years so I didn't have to think about what to prepare or what to put on the shopping list. Today is the day my walking friend comes to line dance in the spare room. It promises to be a super day.

Barbie in NW WA

Machka9

Late Friday evening ... and I've had a sudden urge to play a few of my favourite Christmas songs. Maybe it was all the snow earlier this week.

I'm doing a bit of homework and will crawl into bed about midnight.

M in Oz

pipcd34

Katla49

Rori: I hope the VA gets your DH set up properly for respite & home health care in the very near future. You’ve been in need of their support for a long time and they need to step up and provide services to a man who has earned them, and to you.

Pip: You and Kirby have been busy. I hope you’re happy in your new place.

Heather: When I see your photo, it is clear that you’re a beautiful woman. Your hair looks great. :flowerforyou:

Kylia: You look beautiful in your photo. I had my last perm many years ago. I hope to never have another, and since I’m in charge of me, I’m confident I’ll get my own way on the matter. I’m sorry that you were clammy, dizzy and a bit nauseous. I sympathize with your DH. I’d be worried about your symptoms, too. I hope today is a much better day.

Machka: Your hair is glorious, and looks like you have a natural wave. Nice. :bigsmile:

GermanK: Welcome to a great group. Stop by often and get to know us as we get to know you.

KJ: I hope the new daycare rules are clear and reasonable.

Lanette: You look great in shades. I hope life is going well and you are happy.

Barbie: I also have the same breakfast nearly every day. My choice is a half a cup of 2% cottage cheese topped with blueberries. DH likes it for breakfast, too.

Pip: It looks like you’re moving in. I hope that all goes well and you & Kirby are both happy in your new place.

Today is starting off to be another “bright, bright, sunshiney day.” I hope to put some fun into it. No definite plan for what from the fun will take but it is still early. This moment it is 7:41 AM PDT. Be well.


Katla in Beauftiful NW Oregon

cityjaneLondon

My cleaner is here, working away in the heat. I've rowed away 300 bonus calories with the fan on me, while watching a French film. I'm surviving the heat so far. It's as if the whole world is holding its breath.
Haddock tonight in a pesto crumb. Spinach, and fries for DH. I was good yesterday. Let's see if i can keep it up.

We have a large Velux window in the extension which, in the summer, lets the sun shine exactly where I sit on the sofa. I'm making enquiries about a remote controlled blind for it. It is too high to poke easily with a pole. When we have the living room decorated in October the curtains between the two rooms will be going, which is what I use now. I hate them, but they are useful for now. We, or I, will have to pay for it to be installed as it's high up. DH can't see the point and doesn't mind the curtains, so I guess it'll have to be me who pays.
I've emailed a company, so I'll see what they say.

Love Heather UK xxxxxxxx

cityjaneLondon

This year our plum tree was loaded, but we had the same trouble as last year - nearly all of them had been attacked by something and were black inside. This year we Googled it and it is the Plum Moth. It did say that the plums which ripen later are less likely to be attacked, so today DH picked the rest and most were OK. He's just cooked them for dessert.

Love Heather UK xxxxxxxx

auntiebk

"Get to do"s and "chose well"s

Chose well: chiropractor, stroll with Tracie, skipped line dance at the port at chiro’s suggestion,
Bonus: reserved room in Ashland for Medford trip, Grocery Outlet, recycling, put Tumble’s hair up for trial overnight.
Get to do: T’ai Chi, pick up pooches, clean something, practice new dances (Turning Tables, Nothing but You, Shake it like that, Larger than Life, Here I Go Again/Mama Mia, Real Deal, Get it Right); transplant bean, make garlic almonds for Barb and Dan; prep potato area and raised beds for beets, carrots, parsley root, parsnips, radishes and sow; finish weeding drive, continue weeding flower bed, mulch flowerbed; Freddie’s for complete series TDAP <$48, get Shingrix vaccine. Reward: inventory seeds, plan fall cool season garden, order replenishments. Sunday board meeting reminder, board meeting prep,

Altruistic August
7: Thanks someone you’re grateful to and tell them why: Lisa I’m grateful for your sound advice, as well as your wit! Will pin them down on the bridge $$$.

Machka was just trying to follow your link http://www.eatingwell.com/article/291936/what-are-we-losing-in-our-pursuit-of-wellness/ when our internet service AND cell service both went down at the same time. With no phone, no way to report it. Thankful it’s back up this morning.
Welcome @BayBay1958, @ktmusher !
Lisa “No one is telling men that they need to love their bodies to live full and meaningful lives. We don’t need to love our bodies to respect them.” Really resonated with me. Imagine telling Joe he needed to “love his body” ROTFLMAOWMP! :Love: “. . . discuss ideas, strategies, their plans to take up more space than they already do. Let’s lunch like that!” Besides knee twinges, another reason not to pull weeds that are uphill from you is that when they pop out, you can fly backwards out and down, really hurting your tailbone.
Annie thankful to hear the horses are ok… oh and the people too
Allie I think maybe you can’t understand your SIL because you put most of your energy out to caring for others, and she puts most of her energy into caring for herself. Wonder why she either never learned, or chose not to invest energy in, compassion?
Julie what is a “utilitarian”?
Tina “6 beers on draft” in the man cave pub? WOW! I'm on my way

Only thru pg 22 but time to get prepped for T’ai Chi and pick up the babies.

Lighter, lovelies!

Barbara, the Southern Oregon Coastie AHMOD

August: better than July.
daily: steps>5491=7445 vits=7 log=6 CI<CO=5 CI<250<CO=3 Tumble & Shadow 5=2 mfp=1 outside=1 up hill=1
wkly: T’ai Chi or BB&B x3=2 rx=1 dance=1 clean 30 mins=
mnthly: board mtg= grant=1 20for20=
bonus: AF=4 play= sew=

Snowflake1968

Faye - I noticed leaves falling on one of our trees last night. It seems too early for this, maybe it's because we only have had 2 weeks without rain at some point in the day I don't feel like summer has truly arrived yet. Yesterday was 30 Celsius and this morning was 13 Celsius, crazy weather.

Lisa - That's a great loss for a week! Our bodies are so strange. I understand the under 200 mark, I reached 200 a couple of times this year and it just made me want to cry. I am struggling to get below 197 now, it seems to fluctuate between 197 and 199, but I haven't seen 200 in a few weeks so I'll take it.

Machka - Sounds like a good evening to me.

Barbie - Your day sounds like it will be wonderful

Pip - Are you moving into your new digs today?

Perms - I used to have perms in my early 20's, but for some reason when we moved to Alberta my hair became naturally curly. It is hard to manage and I straighten it a lot. Two years ago though, my daughter was in hairdressing school and needed a model for a perm twice and I volunteered. The perm actually helped control my curls and I have enjoyed it a lot since then.

I am so glad it's Friday, it's been a stressful week at work.

Have a great day,
Tracey in Edmonton

kevrit

Machka9 wrote: »

Friday evening ... nice and quiet.





Machka in Oz

My DH wants to make a T-shirt that says “Maskers or Spreaders Which are you?” Lol

Pip- youR POD looks like ours did when we moved from a 2000 square foot home to our 56 sq ft RV! Lol! When we decided Roswell would be our new home base, we had the POD delivered here and put everything in a storage unit at about 1/4 the cost of having the POD. You were lucky to be able to not have the POD very long.

Another interesting article from my fasting app:

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RV Rita

Faetta

Hotel Swanky


I have never stayed any place I would call swanky. On my 30th birthday, I did stay in an expensive place, The Edgewater in Seattle and stayed in the same room as the Beatles did in 1964. This was 1980. The idea of the waterfront sounded romantic and I envisioned love, laughter, fine wine, exotic food, and romance. I could afford one night and that one night would be enough material to write my first erotic romance novel. I would be royalty. Maybe I would get those long skinny cigarettes and learn to hold them with that sexy pose and say things with a hint of the Queen's English, like, "Frankly my darling man, your 35-foot yacht is a bit confining and the decor lacks the basic Feng Shui a girl desires. I remember my dear Pierre's 75-foot custom made, may God rest his soul, and anything less just isn't my cup of tea."

My friends that were world travelers coached me on tipping and on how much to tip all the different employees. They included lessons on how to hand a tip with class. They schooled me on everything a country girl needs to know to survive and impress in a classy uptown environment. I have always had the sashay down to a science. My grandmother taught me that at a young age. I still love to sashay but not for romantic reasons, it is a great exercise that keeps any fat trying to roll my hard-earned cancer surgery scared waist, at bay. Walk with sway and the fat rolling is kept at bay. That is my secret girls!

I left my Toyota Landcruiser at friends and had a limo take me for my debut as a wealthy French model recently widowed. I have the French look and heritage and to excuse my non-command of the French language, my story would be I was raised in the USA as my dad was working for the secret service as their French connection. My dad was fluent in 7 languages and his dad was French and spoke broken English, so I had a good reference for this evening that would be the catalyst for my upcoming bestseller romantic novel.

I bought 4 different outfits and arrived with 6 suitcases. I had spent over $2000 before I even arrived. After 2 guys hustling my suitcases in and the greeter (can't remember what you call this guy) greeting me as I put out my hand palms down waiting for the kiss only to receive a pat, I arrived at my room.

What? It was smaller than my she-shed! The balcony was so small if I sat in the chair my knees hit the guard railing. $250 a night for this? So anyway I shed those expensive bell-bottoms and low cut frilly blouse and fake diamond jewelry and donned by new French Rivera bikini. Shiny black with gold stitching and very skimpy and worthless for anything but display. I got the bottle of Oregon special reserve Cabernet Sauvignon from one of my suitcases, pulled the cork, confirmed the provided stem was indeed crystal with a quick flick of my index finger, filled it, and stood on the balcony drinking wine and waving at all the yachts going by. The one that caught my eye was the restored pirate ship with the crew all dressed as the scallywags they thought themselves to be. I blew these hunks kisses with one hand as I elegantly held my wine in the other. I was rewarded with whistles and one guy saying, "How about a date sexy." I replied, "Come on up you sexy breast." he tore his shirt off and pretended he was going to jump ship, but alas, he did not. It occurred to me that the wine was aggravating my acid stomach and I must get this stopped before dinner. I checked the "courtesy" mini frig. What a windfall! I took all the mini sliced cheese and sandwiched it between the courtesy Ritz crackers. That helped me finish my bottle of wine on the balcony, still scant bikini-clad, and getting a bit woozy,

My friend called to say she was called to an emergency as they were short several nurses in the ER. She was to meet me for dinner at the space needle. So I changed into my wealthy French chick dinner ensemble and with a figure revealing pencil skirt, fishnets, moderate-high heels, cleavage-revealing bustier with light long sleeve and mesh front cropped cover jacket, and real diamond studs and necklace. I refreshed my blue eye shadow, black eyeliner, black mascara, and mauve lipstick. A bit of pushing and bushing and my hair was done, held with a mist of spray. I put on a perfume my friend recommended and had the concierge (hey, I remember) call a Taxi.

At the top of the space needle, at the restaurant, I was put in an undesirable area for romantic dining since I was alone. The food was not so good, prices high, waiters rude, and the lack of gentlemen was appalling. An older couple struck up a conversation with me and when they learned I was just a simple Oregon mountain and river girl out for her birthday, they invited me over to have a drink and had the waiter bring some cake, howbeit dry and stale did really help make it a birthday. I remember them laughing at my crazy scheme not just to celebrate my 30th, but also gather material for my novel that I would write by the fireplace the coming winter. I had my grandpa's old Underwood typewriter.

Back at the Edgewater, I sat with a notebook in hand waiting for inspiration for my novel. The concierge kept asking me if there was anything he could get me. I finally confessed and he was shocked. All he said was that I had made his day, maybe his year. He suggested I learn French so I didn't have to try and sell that James Bond story about my father. "Not everyone is as gullible as I," he said.

Anyway, I got some sleep and showered and with no makeup dressed in tight jeans and a baggy sweatshirt, with running shoes soothing my aching feet, I had my friend pick me up and back to reality. I almost peed myself when the final bill was tallied. Tips that totaled over a hundred, maybe two. $75 for 2 long-distance phone calls, $40 for the broken wine stem, $20 for the bad cheese. crackers $10, and all I had out of the mini frig for breakfast totaled another $80. That old orange juice must have built value with age. They mistook it for wine, I think. I never saw the price list with very small print only the word complimentary which they assigned a different definition. They meant for my convenience, not as a token of appreciation included in the outrageous lodging cost. Anyway, that bill was over $500 and with all the other expenses, including clothes, I never wore again, fancy luggage, meals, travel, gifts for friends, one speeding ticket going home, the missing 5 hundred dollar bills that I foolishly had in the inner pocket of my open jacket, the total spent was pushing $5000.

I wrote that novel and took it to an agent that loved my open and first few paragraphs but said the rest was garbage and as a romance novel was just not steamy enough. I tore it in half and decided not to pursue writing novels. That 5K would come in handy now, but I wouldn't have this priceless memory. I guess it all works out in the end.

Mademoiselle Faetta de Paris
river chic in the Northwest USA

margaretturk

Overall pleased with how service went yesterday. I feel it was a community service. Friends and family popped up at just the right moment to give input or just pitched in when needed. Even had planes flying overhead to send him on his way. My dad was a pilot so it was like he was there too.