kvetching up

Entry 1 I am not that guy who takes before and after pictures when I am trying to lose weight. Truth is, I have rarely ever tried to lose weight. We didn't ever own a scale until Jenny had to try and put on weight because the cancer, taking all her caloric input, had turned her into Flat Stanley. When I started walking when Jenny was ill, it was to keep my sanity, to work off stress. I ended up working off 40 lbs in a few months and kept it off until Jenny was close to death--when the comfort food was everywhere and all I wanted, and when I honed my already supernatural ability to slack into a superpower.     Matt planting a Western Red Cedar in July. I have had times in my life when I was over 190. I've had a time in my life when I was over 200 lbs. But mostly, I have a resting weight of around 180--well too heavy, rather unsurprising given the recalcitrance of my pancreas to process sugar. In general I shed weight quickly, but aside from exercise and caloric monitoring,...

" You, my friend, are a victim of disorganized thinking. You are under the unfortunate impression that just because you run away you have no courage; you’re confusing courage with wisdom.”  – The Wonderful Wizard of Oz I don't think the above statement does what The Wizard intends.  He is telling the Cowardly Lion that running away shows lack of wisdom, not that running away is sometimes wise.  Had he said the confusion is between lack of courage and wisdom, then I'd say he nailed it. Abby's opening day for the Wizard of Oz was today. She was the Scarecrow, and nailed it, although she didn't enjoy the show.  Jenny and I sat at home and watched it on the giant screen in surround sound, since live streaming was the only option. It was charming, and we'll done despite the enforced social distancing and required mask wearing. It's Monday, a quiet day.  Jenny's health is remarkable, and her spirits quite logically up.  Many of the things I might have hoped ...