Little FAT Me

I work full time and I barely have time to breathe. In 2005 hurricane Katrina rearranged my life, since then I have gained roughly 80-90 pounds. I believe that it started in depression and became an addiction. I have started and failed many diets and then decided that MAYBE if I combine diet and exercise with blogging and shopping I might be able to find success. This is the story of 2010 and my struggle to rise above addiction, pain, depression and fat.
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30. Mother. Wife. Artist. Psychic (sensitive.) Writer. Singer. Rain dancer. Lover. Daughter. Sister. Child of God.

The road to MY PERSONAL goal BMI/weight!

Friday, January 6

On going madness..

In keeping with the what's-your-excuse-for-disappearing theme of my triumphant return to the blog-o-sphere I would like to introduce you to Tobias Grey, aka McDreamy - common house name: Toby.A few weeks ago I met him in the park a few blocks away, where I left him. He was so sweet and playful and was so inviting and happy, BUT I had 5 cats at home and there just could not be another. Then he showed up on my door step two weeks later, crying to be let in. The banana caved almost instantly, it took about ten minutes if him loving her down good! Since then the house has been a mad storm of vet appointments, cat neuters, hissing and fuckery on the part of my cats - who do not want a brother, friend, or playmate. Toby is hella laid back, he doesn't pursue and walks away from the trouble until they corner him. I am letting them work it out and only interfere if he is too gained up on or if he is cornered and can't get to the bathroom, water, food or door... However, while this kitty drama plays out I am sleepless and aggravated. All worth is because he is my luva!

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