Day 115-117 – A Little Poetry – WEEKEND – May 20-22, 2016 – Today’s poetry post is inspired by a book I read earlier tonight by Dr. Seuss, “Oh, the places you’ll go!” You see, we went to my Mom and Dad’s house to stay with my Dad so my Mom could go to a commitment at her Church.
Just before we left their house, my Mom showed me a book that was signed by my Dad and is going to be a gift for his youngest Granddaughter (my niece) who is graduating from high school.
I’ve always been a Dr. Seuss fan myself and I enjoy writing rhymes and poetry. I will attempt to write something whimsical about my blog….
Facing My Fat
Oh, the places I have eaten over the years.
For joyous occasions and those that bring tears.
Fast food and slow food and food that goes crunch.
Breakfast and Dinner and Sunday Brunch.
Food makes me happy and food makes me sad.
Some foods are good and some just plain bad.
My days are busy and I don’t always eat right.
Food is everywhere, seldom out of sight.
My cupboards come calling ~ over here, over here.
I pretend not to notice as I turn a deaf ear.
Sometimes the noise overpowers my will
not to mention holiday gatherings, but still…
I spend hours each week trying to burn off a pound
Only to face my evil scale that often lets me down.
My weight goes up and my weight goes down…
some days I’m happy, some days I frown.
No one said it would be easy, least of all me.
I just want to reach my goal so I will feel free.
I want to be thin again and so I’ve been told,
Losing weight is possible, no matter how old.
A voice inside of me says, you have to keep going.
Your weight loss so far is actually showing.
Exercise and eat right ~ Oh, the weight you will lose.
You’re almost halfway there, you can do it if you choose.
So, onward I go ~ facing this, facing that…
onward I go as I Face My Fat.
Facing MY FAT,
May 21, 2016
Happy 12th Anniversary today to my wonderful husband and best friend ~ Mark ~ I love you.
Day 115-117 – A Little Poetry
I thought a little whimsy was appropriate for this day. It was a cold, windy day just like it was 12 years ago when we got married. Our plans to get married outside in the gazebo changed as a bad storm went through our area and tree branches fell next to the gazebo.
The past 12 years have been as busy and sometimes as crazy as the whipping wind that day. We’ve had business ventures that we’ve loved and we’ve lost due to the economy and things outside of our control. We’ve re-invented ourselves and always found our way.
Mark retired 13 years ago from teaching but never fully retired as we’ve worked pretty much seven days a week ever since. We are excited about retiring and entering a new phase in our lives and our marriage.
Happy Anniversary Honey ~ I love you so much and I wouldn’t be who I am today without your love. Thank you for loving me for who I am. I couldn’t ask for more.