breaking a trail to prom

I just want to look nice in a prom dress, she said quietly. Her words squeezed my heart tightly. No. I won’t cry. I will help her. Gatherings with my side of the family often end in deep conversations about health, weight loss, and exercise. All the women in my family inherited the curse of the apple body type. Not a…

why do I do this to myself?

I’m sick of being sick. My cold symptoms made their first appearance two weeks ago Monday. I dismissed the scratchy throat and stuffy nose as mild annoyances, and believed wholeheartedly that they would be short-lived. I was, after all, practicing oil-pulling and garlic feet. By Wednesday morning I didn’t feel any better. So I did what any sensible person…

pssst…let me tell you a little secret

Diets don’t work. I didn’t charge you a dime for that hugely valuable piece of information. You’re welcome. Long time readers know that I first ranted about the total bullshit of the diet industry here.  Then I continued to vent here. I know I have bitched about this topic in a handful of other posts but, as Sweet Brown would…