Moving on

I think you all misunderstood what I meant by the weight loss blues. I’m fine with the scale getting stuck every now and then. I was simply commenting that if it gets stuck on someone who can only ingest about 600-700 calories, how frustrating it must be for the average dieter! The scale is moving for me again. I went to Penneys today and bought two new pairs of jeans. Instead of getting the basic “mommy jeans” I bought some bootcuts (with stretch, of course). So I’m looking pretty hot in my smaller pants. I went to the grocery store tonight and, as I was waiting for the deli to slice some turkey for me, a man started chatting with me. In the end, I felt like I had a small dog stuck to my leg! Luckily, some other woman who seemed to know him arrived and began to ask him questions, so I ducked out and got away. Goodness. Remind me not to go to the grocery store on a Saturday night!

I’ve been doing some yard work this weekend, so did not manage to get back up into the quilt studio. I’m finding that I almost have a reluctance to go up there. Kind of like when I first got the machine, had a little trouble with tension, and was afraid to venture back into close contact. Or, have I just gotten lazy? Nah – I think I’m just afraid I will have forgotten everything I learned and will have trouble getting back in the swing. I’ll have to give it a go soon. Hopefully, it will be like riding a bike. 😉

Tomorrow I have to do some weeding and stain the fence. My brother will be bringing up the chainsaw to cut down the boxwoods on either side of my front porch. They were here when I moved in and I’ve always hated them. They are nothing but huge spider nests in the summer. The spiders string webs across the front porch daily, ala Gary Larson’s spiders — figuring if they can pull off catching me in their nets, they’ll eat like kings! They will be relocated to the recycled forest products yard tomorrow! Ted has also mentioned that he can pick up some bark while he is there and we can put that down in the flower beds when he gets back. My poor back yard garden is a barren wasteland compared to what is was just two years ago. I have a lot of rose bushes, but have had to trim them down to the bare bones. Hopefully, they will make a comeback next year.

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The weight loss blues

I knew this was coming, so I’m cool with it, but I have to admit it is frustrating. I have weighed exactly the same for a week now. No loss. So, those of you who are on a standard diet, you must realize that even if you are starving, your body will do its best to thwart your efforts at dropping the pounds. I only eat 600-700 calories a day — that’s all that fits in a tiny 1 oz stomach — and I am still stuck in a stall. How crazy is that? Well, it’s genetics. Somewhere back in my ice-age cavewoman past, there’s an ancestor looking down at me, saying “atta girl! Winter is a mere five months off! Do you want to freeze to death?” 😛 Yes, I have the survivor gene. My bones are camera shy and must hide behind multilayers of adipose tissue. That good north-eastern European stock in my blood is ruling this week. Perhaps I should collect some roadkill and sew up a suit to keep myself warm. Then maybe my body would let go of some of this stuff. It seems to require assurance that we won’t turn into an ice cube. Of course, as I write this, I’m sitting in the sun in my living room with wool socks, jeans, a long-sleeved t-shirt, and a hooded sweatshirt on, and I must admit that I am a bit chilly. Fat is awfully good for keeping one toasty. ARRRGGGGHHH!

Ah well, I guess I’ll get out there and expend some more calories. I’m going to do a bit of weeding today. The handsome fence builders have been here this week and have the stringers and fence posts up. I imagine on Monday, the actual fence will start up. Once I have a lovely fence, I’ll have to get my flower gardens back into shape. I’m going to kill off most of the lawn and get some nice perennial beds going again.

I’m going to give a stab at a small baby-sized whole cloth, a la Renae’s Rays and Arcs today. A faculty member’s wife is having a baby next month and the shower is next Saturday. No time to piece. Of course, I knew of the shower last weekend, and did I get my rear in gear? Noooo! Ah, nothing inspires like last minute panic. The motto of my life. 😉

I’ve been tagged

Oh dear!  I’ll have to see if I can answer all these little questions.  My memory is fading as I age, you know.  😉

4 Things you may not know about me:

I am a middle child

I speak four different languages:  Spanish, French, German, a bit of Italian, and I can read Latin

I got my BA in Spanish from Hobart and William Smith Colleges in Geneva, NY

I sing and play flute

4 Jobs I have had:

Teller/Assistant Branch Manager for Lincoln First Bank of Rochester

Cocktail Waitress at a Holiday Inn

Bi-lingual outreach worker for the Rushville Clinic (migrant farm workers)

Department Manager in Economics at the University of Oregon

4 Movies I could watch over and over again:

Young Frankenstein
Lord of the Rings Trilogy
The Princess Bride

Pride and Prejudice (the new one)
4 TV Shows I watch:  

I don’t watch much TV, but here goes:

Miami and LA Ink

Deadliest Catch

Big Medicine

Little People, Big World

4 Hobbies:

Quilting
Gardening

Stained Glass

Knitting & Crocheting

4 Places I have lived:

Monroe, CT
Geneva, NY
Springfield, OR

Eugene, OR (present location)

4 Favorite Foods:

Well, there used to be my favorites.  I can’t eat most of them now

The Tiramisu at Napoli in Eugene

The Insalata Mista at Napoli in Eugene

Eggplant Parmigiano (yes, I should have been Italian)

Mashed Potatoes, Turkey, Gravy, and Corn, all mixed up together

4 websites I visit:

My Blogroll and others Blogrolls

MQResource

APQS Chat Site

Weather Underground (I’m obsessed with weather)

4 People to Tag with a MeMe:

Lynn Douglass
Judy W (Sodypop)
Carla B (Carla’s Feathed Fibers)

Judy L (Sunshine Quilts)

I keep thinking there must be something more interesting I could say about myself, but if there is anything, it escapes me at the moment.  Oh one more thing.  I am a bum magnet!  I always pick the wrong man.  That’s why I am, and always should be, single!

My first blue ribbon

Today is a good day. I came home to find a letter telling me that my whole cloth has been accepted into the Northwest Quilting Expo. Then I walked down to the Lane County Fair, only about six blocks from my house, to scope out the quilts. Half way through the exhibit, I happened upon a customer quilt with a blue ribbon on it. I was thrilled for my customer and proud that I had a hand in the quilt, but the ribbon was for piecing. In fact, it is the red and white Tennessee Waltz pictured above. As I moved through the exhibit, I wondered what in the heck had happened to my quilt, as I didn’t see it hanging anywhere. It turned out that the pro class quilts were not hung, but arranged on a table (under netting) so that people could look at them close up and not touch. There was mine with a blue ribbon on it!! I am so happy. Okay, it’s only the county fair and I think there were only four or five quilts in the pro class, but I got the blue. My first BLUE!! For those of you who haven’t seen the quilt, here she is.

In memory of my mother

Back in the saddle again

Well, it was inevitable. I have to go back to work tomorrow. Wah! Actually, I imagine it will be nice to see everyone again. I just hope they don’t all come clamoring for things they need right away.

I had my check-up with my surgeon today. He says I am doing really well. I probably need to take in more calories than I am currently. HA! I never thought I’d hear a doctor tell me to eat more. LOL I can now try eating just about anything I want (healthy food, that is). I just have to make sure it’s small amounts (I can’t eat more than a half cup at a time) and that I eat slowly.

My little volcano art quilt is currently in New Zealand Quilter magazine. Well, a tiny little picture of it is there. I can also see my sister’s maple leaf quilt. My volcano quiltThe picture of the quilts in the magazine is from the debut at the Yokohama quilt festival in the fall of 2006. I hope the picture uploaded – I haven’t tried this before.

Quilting?

Hmmm, this was supposed to be about the quilting, wasn’t it? 😉 Well, I have not quilted anything in 2.5 months! I’ve bought a lot of fabric, but otherwise, zip, zilch, and zed. I think my back is finally healed enough from falling over onto the lawnmower, to start a project. I have two non-urgent customer quilts to do, and then there is a faculty member in my department who is expecting in a month or so. I was thinking of making a small wholecloth, putting a large C (family initial) in the middle, and then perhaps using Renae’s Arcs and Rays to make it look snappy. That way I don’t have to worry about piecing anything. I think I’ll do the top in a satiny material and the back in flannel. Maybe throw a couple of baby motifs into the body somewhere. Of course, we all know that my thinking and my doing are two totally different things. I WILL go shopping for the fabric in the morning. I’m going to clear off the table tonight so I can do some marking when I get home and get the fabric out of the wash.

Time for my evening walk!

I’m still here!

Goodness! Thank you all for the wonderful comments. It seems I have been on the computer a lot, but I have not posted much — just been reading away. It seems this business of eating with a tiny tummy is very time consuming. I get up in the morning and take my meds — I will be on something called ursodiol to prevent gall stones for six months. I also must take an anti-ulcer med for six months. Then of course there are the allergy meds, etc., that I take anyway. I have to wait 30 minutes after drinking fluids before I can have anything to eat. So, I wait (reading lists, emails, and posts while I wait), then get in my 1/4 to 1/2 cup of food, then I’m off for my walk. This turns out to be a very lively neighborhood. Geez — I’ve lived here for 15 years and I’m just finding this out? A little scary I guess. I live a block and a half from Washington Park. They have concerts there on the weekends and sometime show family movies. The lawn is covered with blankies (gotta get some quilts in there!) and folks enjoying themselves. One evening, as I walked around, they had fire dancers as a preview to the movie. Men and women twirly batons of fire and dancing up a storm. Just the thing on a hot summer night, since this area of Oregon (or all of Oregon, as far as I know) has no fireflies. I do miss fireflies! But, I’m off track here.

So, I get home from the walk and it’s time for more water. Must drink at least 64 oz. Wait half an hour and it’s time to eat again. I am supposed to get in 75 grams of protein per day. This is not hard if you drink protein shakes. I’m allergic to soy, so I use whey protein. However, in the past few days, these shakes have begun to make me gag! ICK city! Well, come to find out, it is very common for weightloss surgery patients to become lactose intolerant! So, off I go to Costco to get a BIG pack of Lactaid. Fortunately, they have this very fast acting kind that is good for someone like me who no longer has a long digestive path to process these things. I still can’t tolerate the protein shakes, but I’m managing to get close to the 75 grams with yogurt, skim milk, and low-fat cheese. Not to mention that I can now eat tuna, salmon, and other soft fish. I’ve been careful to get the wild salmon — no north Atlantic farm raised mercury laden fish for this gal. Oh, I’m off track again. Geez louise!

So I eat. Then I look around and realize that I have been making a total disaster of my house. Laundry needs doing, the dishes (HA! 4 oz Gladware containers are dishes?) are piling up in the sink, rugs and floors need vacuuming. Of course, my post-op instructions say I’m not supposed to do any of this stuff, but just who in the heck do they think is going to do it? Where are those magic fairies when you need them? What I wouldn’t give for the Fab Five at this moment — they’d have this place looking great in no time! 😉

I’m sipping away from my water bottle as I go. Then out in the back yard. I’ve trimmed the roses. My niece has been here trimming the blackberries away from the old fence, as I am about to have a new fence put around the yard and the workers do not like the prospect of being swallowed whole by the blackberries before they even get to dig one post hole. Wimps! My niece is a bit OCD, and when she is working, it is almost painful to watch. She dissects the blackberry bushes, 10″ piece by 10″ piece, picking off good berries and dropping them into a container I gave her so she could make a pie. While I shudder at the pace of the work, I do find that if I go away and leave her, she seems to have accomplished an incredible amount of work by the time I get back. Yep, I’m taking breaks to go in the house and eat.

I’m managing about 600 calories a day. Since my SportBrain tells me that I’m burning up about 400 calories a day walking, and it takes almost 2000 calories to handle the basal metabolism of a body my size, well — you do the math. A pound consists of 3500 calories. It doesn’t take long for me to drop a pound. It has been two weeks since surgery and I am down 15.5 pounds so far. I imagine it will continue at a rate of 2-3 pounds a week for a while. Simple math. I didn’t gain it all overnight, and it won’t come off overnight, but it is flying off compared to any diet I’ve ever been on before. My pants are so baggy, especially in the butt — it’s amazing.

Well, I’m wandering on and on here and I should be eating, drinking, or walking! I’ll be back!