Advice to those of you are being challenged by your waist size

 I am 75 years old and overweight. If anyone out there is in my predicament, I have one thought for you. See a nutritionist! Over the last couple of years, I have manage to lose 77 pounds. I am aiming to lose another 50. Its really hard so don't let it get out of control.

My nutritionist works out a meal plan for me with a certain percentage of fat, carbs and protein. We started off at 1800 calories a day. Then I hit a plateau. She readjusted it down to 1600 calories. I have a food scale which I use to measure out the quantities. Its a pain. But its working.

The other day, I almost gave in. I haven't had sweets for 4 years. I put in a request for Tootsie Roll pops with my regular Shoprite order which is delivered. They texted me and said they were out. My reaction was, "Thank God", because I knew I shouldn't have them.

What the Heck!!!!

 I just found out that my 13 year old princess of a granddaughter got called into the principals office. Guess why?

The other day, her school had "don't bring your back pack to school day". She elected to bring her books etc. To school using my old seabag from my days in the Coast Guard.

Some idiot in school said to her"what do you have in there , a rifle?". Next thing you know, she is getting the third degree from the principal.

What a bunch of hooey. It was the schools idea to hold this day and she innocently uses her grandfather's seabag, only to be called on the carpet by some local bureaucrat.  She is the sweetest kindest kid I know, so I am a bit miffed about it.

Reconnecting to the past

 In 1971, less than one year after we were married, Regina and I moved to Salem, Virginia. I went to college at Roanoke, fell in love with the state and met a couple,  The Thompsons, who became very good friends during our stay in Virginia.

7 years later we moved to New York and sad to say lost contact with our friends. Over the years, I tried to find them and had no success until recently. Well I was stunned to learn that M. had passed away some years ago. I found his wife G. and we reconnected. We both had very pleasant memories of our time together. But, it was tempered by the fact that my wife, Regina, passed away as well.

Fair winds and following seas M.

Reginas letters and cards

In my continuing effort to clean out the house, my sister and I ran across A treasure trove of letters and cards that Regina wrote to me when we were engaged. They date from 1970-71. I reread them a bunch of them made me smile while a few made me a bit sad.

She died A bit over three years ago. I miss her every day. Still wear my wedding ring. As far as I am concerned, we are still married. She was a treasure for sure! 😊

 Just chugging along, trying to get through this covid thing. Did doctor stuff today. Waiting for second inoculation. Watching the Body Guard. Used to be my favorite Kevin Costner film. 

Growing weary of all the nonsense on the news regarding Covid. No one can make up their minds. Masks no masks, mandatory 6 feet apart. No one pays attention. Science, doctors, everyone has an opinion. My sister works for the health department. I will trust her judgement before anyone elses.

Grateful for Judi's visits.been pretty much alone since last march. I'm lucky I like my company😃

Still clearing out

 This is freaking incredible. I can't believe that a 2 story townhouse can hold so much junk. Judi came over today and we continued to clear out decades worth of paper and momentos. Amongst the stuff I found was a plaque given to me by the Cub Scouts for "devoted and untiring work back in 1991.

I also have several cartons more of books to get rid of.My head spins at the thought of this continuing project. There are some candidates who might take the books. I have a nephew who is interested in the Civil War. Also there may be a possibility of donating many of my volumes to the local Civil War Roundtable.

Clearing out!

 Judi has been very helpful in helping me clear out the debris of living in the same house for forty years. It is hard for me because of all the memories attached to everything I look at. 

The more stuff, I get rid of, the easier it will be for Judi to unload the house and whatever contents remain.

Besides, the more stuff we get rid of, the easier it will be for the painters. Once the house is painted, I will restart the maid service. I find it difficult to motivate myself to keep the place "Spic and Span", it is much easier to write a check once a month.