Been shopping this AM….that’s really saying something for me, cause I am not a shopper. No doubt the reason is I don’t weigh 150 anymore, or even 160, or 170. Yes the genes have caught up with me and mine. I know, those skinny genes are with some forever, but not me. I was lucky enough to have them thru the first 55 years or so.

Now I’m sure that some of you are saying, well, hell, she’s 55, over the hill, not club’in, etc, and so why should she care….Listen….we always care, I said ALWAYS! Some of us cover it up better than others, in our clothes, and/or in our souls, but we do cover it up.

I remember 118 well, even 125. We were together alot of years. No matter ow many bags of Taco Chips, or how many hot fudge sundaes I consumed, I was 125. Then came 127 and 129…..you know what I’m talk’in about…..just one or two pounds a year. That’s noth’in, you’d say. I’m still pretty good at 45, etc.

But 2 pounds for 10 years….20 years….30 years, add’em up….it does creep upon your butt, etc.

So now I’m pushing 70, pretty hard too…..and I’m still that 125 girl on the inside but not on the outside. My heart and soul long for even 150 or 160 or 170, but my genes say no. You know what I’m talking about, don’t you gals….only you know what goes on inside….when you are in the mall, or at church, or playing cards, or at work…..it surely is painful.

What I think is the most painful is that the men and women who were blessed with staying at decent weights ….. seem somehow to cast a shadow of doubt on our problems of genes. They know that if we just to Atkins, or just do 1500 calories a day, or carbs only, or protein only, the pounds will just melt off at 2 pounds a week. What we know is different…that it just doesn’t work that way. There is one way and one way only….starving! Even bread and water isn’t acceptable because of the bread. It is just 500 to 750 calories a day and no eating after 3.

I know the gurus will say no, not right, get on the treadmill, etc, but how many of us 65 to 75 year olds are really ready to hit the gym at 6AM and go for 750 calories……not me. I know should be doing the rah-rahing…for keeping at the old 125, however, they’ll have to find another gal.

I’m sure if I had movie star money, I could go to sleep for a couple of weeks in a great spa and lose the extra pounds. I could be nipped and tucked and de-wrinkled…..but that isn’t happening either.

Truth is, I have to be me…like it or not, it’s what God had in mind this time around, so I had better get used to it.

In closing dears, heavy and light, fat and thin, big or small boned, 10 years old or 70 years old…..take it easy on yourself and don’t be tough on those who don’t fit the size 14-16 that seems to be the norm. Lay off the girl sitting next to you in the cafeteria…or the one who shared her secret of always wanting to be a cheerleader, knowing she was just not what they were looking for. Befriend the boy who did not go out for football and was too slow in cross-country….know he is crying on the inside, even willing to sell his soul on an especially bad day, just to look like the jock who teases and then ignores him.

Lighten up!!! You never now what God has in store for you and your genes. AND FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE……CLOTHES DESIGNERS…..MAKE THE STRIPS GO UP AND DOWN INSTEAD OF AROUND!!
GIVE ME A BREAK!!!!!!